To Howl in Harmony
Chapter 5:Normal-For Now"This is boring," Ron commented, splayed across one of the couches in the Pack-room (as they'd dubbed their living room).
All four boys were in similar positions to Ron about the Pack-room. Each was dressed elegantly, for today was December 23rd, the day of the Christmas Ball. The girls had all decided that they wanted to go to the Ball and so, naturally, the boys were going too.
The boys were once again dressed in slacks, 'though this time they were black and they weren't wearing any belts. Harry's shirt was once again a dark pink, Ron's a purple, Neville's blood red and Draco's light blue although this time they were all worn properly. Also, each boy wore a black tie with the outline of a wolf on it. Ron and Harry had spiked their hair with gel ('though Harry only used a little as Harry's hair was spiky enough without it.), Neville's was pulled back neatly by a thick black cord while Draco's had been left alone as nothing much could be done with it.
"Ya got that right," Harry said to Ron's earlier comment, flicking vaguely through a well-worn Quidditch magazine.
The four boys were waiting for their mate's to finish getting ready, as they themselves had been ready for the past hour. The four girls had sequestered themselves in Ginny and Harry's room about five hours ago and hadn't come out since.
The door suddenly peeked open and Hermione's voice commanded, "Alright, stand up, shut up and close your eyes.
The boys laughed, obediently standing and closing their eyes. The door creaked open and the young men heard the four girls swish into the room.
"Okay, open," Rose declared, and the four boys obediently opened their eyes-and their mouths.
Luna was dressed in a blood red dress. It had slim spaghetti straps and was form fitting. It fell straight to the ground with slits all the way up to her mid-thighs. She was wearing comfy looking red slipper-like shoes that matched her dress. She wore a silver chain with an L and an N entwined pendant. Her fair hair was left down but held back by diamond butterfly barrettes on either side of her hair.
Rose was dressed in a sleeveless, sky blue dress. It had a semi-deep V-neckline embroidered with elaborate flowers in black thread. It was tight to her waist and then loosened slightly to fall in graceful waves to her ankles. She was wearing the same type of slippers in the same blue of her dress. A small, rose-shaped pendant was pinned just above her right breast. Her hair was pulled back into a neat French braid with two loose strands framing her face.
Hermione's dress was a deep purple. The sleeves were semi-tight to the elbow before falling in loose waves to her fingertips. The dress had a scoop neck and was form fitting to the waist before ballooning down to her ankles revealing her deep purple slipper-shoes. On a fine, gold chain around her neck hung a handwritten, "MyOwn" pendant. Her tumble of curls and waves were loose about her shoulders.
Ginny wore a one-shoulder, deep-pink dress. It was form fitting, falling to just below her knees semi-loosely. She, too, wore the slippers like the other girls. She wore large, thin silver hoop earrings and a small, silver bracelet with "Sparky's honeylove" engraved on it. Her auburn hair was pulled back in a messy bun with loose strands falling about her face. Her semi-long nails were painted a light, pearly pink.
"You. Are. Gorgeous," Harry murmured huskily, stepping forward, as did the other boys.
Grinning, Ginny mock-curtsied, saying demurely, "Why, thank you, kind sir."
Harry chuckled, producing a rose from thin air, the exact colour of her dress, saying, "For you, fair lady."
"Oh, Harry!" Ginny breathed happily, tucking the rose into one side of her hair before kissing him firmly.
Pulling back, Harry offered her his arm, asking, "Ready, honeylove?"
Ginny laughed, slipped her hand through the crook of his arm. The other couples copied the action and the Pack walked down to the Great Hall, talking and laughing happily.
The Great Hall was decorated just like it had been for the Yule Ball and the dance was already in full swing. The Pack took their places at a table, beginning their meal. Once the meal was over, the DJ set up, playing a mix of Muggle and magical music.
"Dance with me Sparky!" Ginny cried, dragging Harry onto the dance floor to Simple Plan's "I'm Just a Kid."
Harry gave a long-suffering sigh, "Gin-love, I can't dance!"
Ginny gave a mock-exasperated sigh, slipping her arms up around his neck as she said, "Just move to the beat, babe."
Ginny slipped her leg provocatively between the two of his, and began moving her hips. Harry groaned lowly, letting his hands fall to her hips and tentatively moving his hips with hers. Ginny laughed, purring throatily and pressing herself more fully into him.
Laughing huskily, Harry murmured in her ear, "I think I know why everyone likes dancing so much!"
When the song changed, Ron, now dancing beside them with Hermione, yelled, "Oi, Potter! Stop manhandling my sister!"
Harry laughed, not missing a beat, and yelled back, "As soon as you stop manhandling mine!"
Ron looked down at Hermione, who was fairly plastered to his side, and called back with a grin, "Ain't going to happen!"
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Luna sighed in contentment, snuggling closer to Neville as they swayed to the Weird Sisters' hot "You Light My Wand." Neville responded by pulling her tighter, molding her more firmly to him.
Huskily, Neville began softly singing along to the song, tickling her ear with his breath. Luna giggled, causing him to chuckle, the sound reverberating through his chest.
Leaning back, Luna smiled up at him, saying, "I love you, Leo."
"I love you to, my Moon Goddess," Neville answered huskily, capturing her lips with his passionately.
Luna giggled as they pulled apart, gazing up at her mate with undisguised love and passion. Neville moaned in response, dropping his head to kiss along her neck. Luna's breath caught and her head moved to the side to allow him better access, her arms tightening around his neck.
Neville lifted his head, eyes glazed with passion as he said huskily, "This night is going to be way too long!"
Luna ran her tongue provocatively over her lips, murmuring seductively, "Then lets make it shorter."
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"Looks like Leo and Nymph are taking off early," Draco laughed into Rose's ear.
Rose looked in the direction he indicated and laughed at the sight of her pack-mates sneaking from the room. It was an appealing thought, but Rose was content to sway on the dance floor with Draco for now.
Draco chuckled as Rose's grip around him tightened. "I guess we're not following their example then Blue?" he laughingly teased.
"I like dancing. And I like dancing in your arms even more." She answered simply, her voice muffled because it was pressed against his neck.
"And I like you in my arms," Draco answered fiercely, "It's where you belong. It's where you'll always belong!"
Rose giggled, pulling back to look up at his face. Impishly, she asked, "Possessive much, dragon-love?"
Draco laughed, answering, "Only when it comes to this girl with natural blue hair and the most amazing green eyes, who fits so perfectly into my arms and makes my spine tingle with her touch."
"Oh yea? Well I've got it on the best authority that she's got this amazing boyfriend with blonde hair and gorgeous smoky grey eyes and this really nice body, who's arms she loves to be in." Rose murmured back, eyes sparkling up at him.
Chuckling, Draco asked, "Oh yea? So does she spend a lot of time in these arms of his then?"
"Oh yes," Rose confirmed with a smile, "He won't have it any other way."
Draco nodded sagely, a glint of humor in his eyes, "I know why that is."
"Oh yea? Why is that?" Rose asked in return, voice laced with barely suppressed amusement while her eyes danced merrily.
"Because he loves this girl more than the earth," he punctuated this with a kiss, "the moon," another kiss, "the sun," another, "himself," another, "the galaxy," another-.
"Okay, okay, I get it!" Rose laughed lips red from his torrent of kisses.
Draco grinned, giving her a slight pout as he said, "But I like kissing you!"
Rose laughed again, the sound washing over Draco, her green eyes twinkling, "Well then, in that case, please, carry on."
With a devilish grin, Draco answered, "Your wish is my command, my lovely."
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"Attention! Attention, please!" Harry called out loudly as he and Ron took the stage beside the d.j-and were totally ignored.
"Oi, you lot! SHUT UP!" Ron yelled, creating immediate silence, before grinning over at Harry, "All yours mate."
"Thank you Ronald," Harry said pompously, bowing to his friend and then turning to the crowd, he said, "Thank you, ladies and gentlemen. Now, we interrupt your dancing for a special presentation."
And, without hesitation, the boys flung an arm around each other's shoulders and burst into a purposefully off-key rendition of Jesse McCartney's "She's No You". Before they'd finished their first verse, Draco had jumped up on the stage beside them, flung his own arm around Harry's shoulders and joined them.
The boys finished with a flourish, sweeping deep bows and almost toppling off the stage. They then pulled themselves up importantly straightening out their clothes, while Harry spoke again, interrupting the raucous laughter and cheering.
"Thank you ladies and gentlemen." Harry said mock-pompously.
"Now, we'd like to take this time-" Ron continued, adopting Harry's pompous tone.
"To dedicate that song to three very special ladies." Draco said in the same mockingly pompous voice as the other three.
"Ginevra Weasley my fiery Cannon," Harry said, dropping the mock-pompous tone, his laughing eyes catching site of his mate's blushing-but smiling- face as a spotlight was put on her.
"Hermione Granger, my very lovely bookworm." Ron continued, laughing aloud as he caught sight of his own mate's red face-although hers was probably partially do to her laughter.
"And Rosemary Richards, my gorgeous blue flower," Draco grinned, laughing along with the others as the spotlight settled on a totally unembarrassed, grinning unabashedly Rose, who gave the laughing crowd a full curtsey with her own laugh.
"That's all folks!" Harry cried with a grin as he and the rest of the boys hopped down off the stage to whistles and catcalls.
By the time the 3 fought their way through the crowd-being stopped almost every other step by laughing, congratulating teens-the 3 girls had moved together. Once the boys reached them, the girls immediately burst into laughter, causing the boys to give rakish grins and simultaneous bows.
"Harry, darling, I love you, I really do, but you need to get singing lessons before you ever do that again," Ginny laughed as she slipped her arms up his chest and around his neck.
"But isn't it the thought that counts?" Harry asked with a puppy-do look on his face as he slipped his own arms around her waist.
"Not when you sing like that!" Hermione teased with a laugh.
"Oh? And you can do better?" Ron asked with fake indignation.
Rose flipped her hair, mock-haughtily as she answered "Uh, YEA!"
"Prove it!" Draco challenged, mischief dancing in his eyes.
The three girls shared a look, and, extracting herself from Harry's arms, Ginny declared, "We will!"
The girls turned, making their way swiftly through the crowd to the stage. Ginny, at the front of the trio, magiked up some stairs, and the three young women gracefully ascended them. Anticipatory silence fell immediately.
Ginny smiled gracefully at the ground, magically amplifying her own voice to say, "Hello, ladies and gentlemen."
"We have been challenged to do better than the last act," Hermione continued, flashing a smirking grin at her male pack-mates.
"And we never back down from a challenge!" Rose added with a devilish grin, her eyes dancing.
"So we three lovely ladies-" Ginny continued.
"Are going to sing "Fly Me Away" by Celestina Warbeck(?)" Hermione said.
"And, of course, we'd like to dedicate it." Rose grinned.
"For Harry Potter, my Sparky alpha,"
"Ronald Weasley, my freckled Knight,"
"And Draconius Malfoy, my blonde Dragon."
The three boys were laughing hard-until the girl's began to sing. Ginny's voice was highest, with a crooning quality to it. Hermione's was slightly lower, though only by little more than a pitch while Rose's husky voice finished off the trio's excellent sound.
When the girls finished, the crowd exploded with applause, their mates-standing atop some tables-the loudest. With mischief-filled grins, the 3 young men created dozens of flowers and threw them up on the stage. The girls laughed and shrieked as they were soon buried under a pile of flowers.
The boys jumped onto the stage, wielding pretend swords. Laughingly, they unburied their mates, swinging them up into their arms to the accompaniment of the crowd's laughter and cheers.
It was then that Professor Dumbledore entered the stage, blue eyes twinkling madly. The boys replaced the girls to their proper vertical positions, all 6 eyeing the elder man, uncertain as to whether or not they were in trouble.
"Well," Dumbledore said jovially, "Tonight ended up with more entertainment than we'd originally planned-"
The crowd broke I, yelling and cheering at the top of their lungs, catcalling and wolf whistling. The 6 laughed as they bowed and curtseyed proudly to the crowd, throwing them rakish, devilish grins.
Dumbledore grinned as he continued without missing a beat, "But that everyone enjoyed nonetheless. On behalf of the staff and students of Hogwarts, I'd like to thank Assistant-Professors Weasley, Weasley, Potter, Malfoy, Granger and Richards for their help in providing entertainment for us tonight."
The 6 took another bow/curtsey and Harry said, "You're welcome, Professors, students. It was our pleasure to provide you with our singing talents…well, the girls' singing talents."
The crowd laughed and Dumbledore smiled, "Well, I believe that is all for tonight, my children. It is time for you to be in bed if you are to catch your 11 o'clock train tomorrow.
The crowd dispersed, the Pack heading back to their quarters, to have a good sleep before heading off to the Burrow for Christmas the next day.
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Christmas at the Burrow was as noisy and comfortable as always. Christmas morning, the Pack's families came to the Burrow, so there was even more people, than normal, but Mrs. Weasley was up to the challenge.
The only bad part of Christmas was that Mrs. Weasley had invited Lily and James, because she believed, no matter what, that a child belonged always with his mother. Tentatively, Lily and James had given Harry a gift-which he'd returned unopened.
Molly had begged Harry to give them a second chance but he'd refused.
"You have to understand, I can't!" He'd explained, "even if I'd wanted to. They hurt me so much, caused me so much pain, and I just can't forgive them for that, Mum, I just can't."
Molly had hugged him tightly then, seeming to understand. For the rest of their days at the Burrow, Molly gave the elder Potters the cold shoulder.
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A/N Hey guys, what's up? Sorry for the delay, but hey, I've got a life people! Anyway, updates are going to be only like once a week now, 'cause I have exams coming up. I will try and get more than that up, but I can't make any promises.
Lots of love and thanks to;
BloodlessAce
Godessa39: Lily and James action doesn't really start up until chapter 7, sorry. And Molly isn't that much of a prominent figure in this one.
NamelessHeretic: Something like that.
Hermione1208
The Insane Immortal Dragon: lolz, thanks!
Anyway, have to go. R&R babes!
Much Luv,
Red