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a/n: sorry about luna being in gryffindor...totally forgot she was a ravenclaw...but oh well...she's a gryffindor in this story!

Chapter 12

The day was October 16 and it went like any other. Late nights of studying turned into late mornings of running around like crazy, trying to get ready for the day. Breakfast was over, classes started, and the usual humdrum of life roared. Then, when classes were out quidditch practice would start up and you'd be lucky if you were still on your feet afterwards. Students were pretty much drained at the end of the day.

Other than these things, it was now dinner time. Each and every student were at their respected tables, chowing down and chatting amiably. Minus the Slytherin table. Plots and evil doings were going on at that table. (a/n: come on! it's slythering...bueller lol) Ginny, Hermione, Harry, and Ron were sitting at the Gryffindor table, eating to their hearts content. The girls had been waiting for the guys to ask them to go to the Halloween Dance. Ever since the announcement of the dance, all the girls were as excited as could be and all the guys were moaning over the fact of "another" dance. So far, the guys had been complete gits and played dumb everytime Ginny and Hermione had brought up the dance.

"Ron, can you please pass the potatoes?" Hermione asked. He tried to answer her, but his mouth was full of food. So, he passed her the bowl in answer.

"Ginny, have you found anything to wear for the dance yet?"Herm gave her a look. Gin shook her head no and the girls continued discussing costumes and makeup for the event. It was to be a masquerade dance and all the girls were excited to get really dressed up. While occassionaly looking at the guys to see what their reactions were, both Ron and Harry were talking about quidditch, so it was pointless. The girls ignored the boys and went back to eating and talking. When the girls were finished talking about whatever else was going on, each girl got their guy's attention: Ginny, a swift kick to Harry's leg, Hermione, a brush of her hand over Ron's. Harry let out a curse and looked up into Gin's eyes with a startling clarity. Ron glanced at Hermione and stared, waiting for an answer. Unknown to the girls, the boys had been listening to everything the girls had said about the dance while they were talking about quidditch.

Each girls silent communication hurried their dinner up. The four then got up, each couple going their separate ways.

Ginny and Harry went off to the Room of Requirement to "talk." Not even two seconds into the room, Harry had Gin against a wall, his lips, hot and demanding on hers. The past month and a half had been long and their tension had been building up. At this point in time, that tension broke along with either's control. Ginny replied with as much demand, her mouth opening for his. Their tongues warred against each other.

Harry moaned when he felt Gin's hands slip underneath his shirt, tracing his chiseled torso. Harry gently pulled Ginny's hair while running his hands through the rich red waves. 'God it's been so long.' Ginny thought. She lightly bit his lower lip, tracing her tongue over his lips. 'I knew all this quidditch practice would come in handy!' Harry's glasses were getting all fogged up so he ripped them off and flung them god knows where.

'I love when she does that.' Harry's muscles quivered when she slowly, sensuously dragged her nails over his back. He shifted slightly, moving his thight between her legs. Closer and closer they came together, but each unsure of how far they could go. They really hadn't been together except at the Weasley house, but even there, it was just child's play. Ginny took the initiative and went for his buttons on his shirt. Harry and Ginny's cloaks had been previously discarded in the throes of passion. Taking this as a good sign, Harry started to pull her sweater over her head. Before you knew it, they were both lying on the floor, half dressed, snogging like there was no tomorrow.

(a/n: ahhh, i'm such a cruel person :) haha, jk. It's harder to write those mushy scenes than read em!)

In another part of the castle...

While leaving the Great Hall, Ron took Hermione's hand, leading the way to wherever he was going.

"Herm, what are you doing on October 31st at 8 o'clock?" Ron gave her a questioning look. Hermione's face clouded with confusion for the barest moment and then it cleared with realization. Inside, she smirked. 'I'll milk this for all it's worth...'

"Well, you see, I was planning on going to the Halloween Dance with my boyfriend, but he hasn't asked me."

Ron smiled and said, "Well, then he's not a very bright fellow, leaving you hanging like that! Before you know it," Ron had stopped in the deserted hallway and grabber Hermione by the waist. He looked deep into her eyes and finished saying, "it'll be too late for him to ask."
Ron kissed her lovingly. Herm gave into him, each kissing like it was their first.

"Hermione, would you do me the honor of going-to-the-dance-with-me?" All this was asked in between kisses.

"I'm not too sure about that. My boyfriend might get awful jealous. I had better not..." She gave him a totally innocent, naivete look.

"Well, then. I guess your boyfriend is SOL because you are far too beautiful and amazing for me to let you go. Say you'll go?" He looked at her, faking his hurt, pleading with her. Herm got a laughing look in her eyes and finally said,

"Yes, Ronald, I'll go to the dance with you. Take you long enough to ask huh?" At that, Ron flew down the hallway, laughing all the while. Hermione chased after him with a murderous glint in her eyes.

"Ya. You keep running you brute! Just you wait..." And with that, the two ran off, having the time of their lives.

---- a/n: next chapter should be harry and ginny's...i feel like i'm making this story one sided...mainly harry and ginny, and that was my first intention, but now i'm really trying to include herm and ron's "romance" too...hmm...anyone think i should add a lil more? yay nay? let me know!