A/N: I am tired. I just came from a Tango lesson. Yes, you read correctly, tango. I'm this tango dancer part instructor, so I just came from helping my granny teach. NEway, these next few chappys would have not been there if it wasn't for my friend batbones. This is what happens when you talk while walking around the school track in the blazing hot sun. NEwayz, find out yourself, read, and review.

It was three days before the ball when the black owl visited Jacqueline again. Hew face was deathly pale when she finished reading the letter. Later in the morning, after Herbology, Jacqueline caught up with Draco. Pansy shed an evil look, while Crabbe and Goyle were ready to attack. Draco calmed them down and told them to leave him alone. When the Slytherin and Gryffindor were alone, Draco said, "I need to tell you something."

"Me first."

Silence.

"Err, this is kind of awkward," began Jacqui, "but do Crabbe and Goyle have dates for the masquerade?"

Draco looked at her, trying to figure out how that could be important.

"Just answer me."

"I don't think so," Draco answered.

"Good," said Jacqueline with a heavy voice.

Draco didn't press her. He then said suddenly, "I got another letter from your godfather."

"I know."

She wanted to say more, but they were outside of Charms.

In class, they were learning a charm to shield words on your paper; so they appear different to anyone who shouldn't be looking at them.

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Draco was working when the words on his parchment changed before his eyes. Caught off guard, Draco took a step away from it and tripped over Zabini who was passing behind him at the moment. Both Slytherins fell. The room went quiet. When two got up, snickers could be heard from the Gryffindors and a couple Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws. Draco scowled and looked at the parchment, which seemed to have transfigured again. It said, "Genius fall, Draco, I applaud you. Just one thing. Tell your bodyguards not to get dates."

Draco looked at Jacqueline who was busily talking to the trio.

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After class, Draco exited, following the newly formed quartet. When they were some ways down the hall, Jacqui turned around and Draco almost walked into her.

"What do you want, ferret?" asked Ron coldly.

Draco didn't answer.

"Lost for words now are we?" smirked Jacqueline. "I believe your petty little dungeons are in a different direction."

Draco stared at her, understanding that they can't talk in public. He then left them.

"By the way Malfoy," she called after him, "Grand fall." Jacqueline let out a laugh of self contentment.

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A/N: Pesky ant, die, die. Oh, hi. Sorry for interrupting, there are like random ants crawling by the computer. And there goes another.

"He maybe an old friend, but that doesn't mean I can't tease him," said Jacqueline as they walked into the Common Room.

"You don't tease Malfoy. Friend or not," said Hermione.

Jacqueline plunged into an armchair by the fire place and said, "Well, he'll have to learn to deal with it."

Ron walked up to her and said, "That's my spot."

Jacqueline studied where she was sitting to find that it indeed was Ron's favorite spot. She then said, "Too bad, I'm sitting here now."

"Oh no you're not," he said.

"What are you gonna do about it? I'm sitting here. If you want to sit here you'll have to make me move."

"Alright," said Ron simply. He pointed his wand at her and Jacqui appeared in a different chair.

"Oh, no you didn't," she said, watching Ron take his preferred spot. Jacqui didn't care where she sat, but it was in her image to have people do as she whished.

"Tell me how this turns out," said Hermione as she left for Arithmacy.

All nodded.

Harry was left alone to watch as each in turn threw the other off the chair. When Ron was to sit down, Jacqui waved her wand and the chair became miniscule. Ron sat into this air and fell onto the chair. When he stood up, the chair regained its original size, but now in ruins.

"You… you destroyed my chair," said Ron in anger and tackled Jacqueline.

"Get off me, you git. I'm not your sister. She's over there. And who is that guy snogging her?"

"Huh?" and Ron looked up at the direction mentioned to find no one there.

Jacqueline took the opportunity to throw Ron off of herself. She stood up and straightened herself, fixed the armchair and sat down in it.

"May that be a lesson to you, Ron, not to bother me," she said.

Jacqui and Harry burst out laughing as a red faced Ron stood up and sat down by Harry, mumbling angrily.