Don't own it…

Kelly- Gee thanks sweetheart, I know my forehead ain't big, but I needed a good insult that made sense and the nose thing is done to death and I love my eyebrows too much to make them a unibrow… but thanks skanky!

FSl – haha, no need to spaz, this story is tied into the Crazy Little Thing Called Quidditch, Time of Your Life, and Learning You Were Wrong series, but it's before Rachel and BV come to Hogwarts, if you check the reference to a third year and Malfoy, it's during the Prisoner of Azkaban, and later chapters will include Dementors, the Sirius Black break in and other things.. haha.. but please, Cowboy, don't hurt yourself wink

All right, so it's fifth period, I have Potions, but Gwen and I are locked up in the dorms, pigging out on Chocolate Frogs, Butterbeer and Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans. What can we say, we love food!

Yeah, I'm skipping because of the amazing welt on my forehead plus I just don't want to deal with people right now. Maybe I'm pre-menstrual. Hm.. More than likely. But Gwen's skipping Charms, she hates Latin anyway, but still, I had the class this morning so she's just going to copy my notes anyway.

"So," Gwen asks me with a mouthful of Chocolate Frog, "You figure out what your Animagus is yet?" she questions swallowing her treat.

I had just taken a vomit flavored bean and gagged, making a sour face before quickly swallowing it and grabbing a Butterbeer, washing the foul taste away. "No, you?" I asked cringing. That was pretty bad though, I should at least know what my animal is, and be practicing on becoming it. But I haven't even started the meditation yet, McGonagall's gunna kill me.

Gwen was grinning so I guess that she had. "You'll never guess what my animal is," she said bouncing slightly and pulling her legs to her, to sit Indian style as she did.

I rolled my eyes and used my tongue to get some strawberry bean from my teeth, "I don't know, a bee?" I asked lazily leaning back on my elbows and popping a, hopefully, apple bean in my mouth. Damn, grass.

Gwen squinted her eyes at me annoyed, "No, an asp!" Gwen said gleefully.

"An ass? You're going to become a mule!" I laughed, I know she said snake, but still, an opportunity to pick on her made me feel better about the red egg on my head.

"No you ass! An ASP!" she said hitting me upside the head with her pillow. I continued laughing as Gwen took a red bean and started fanning herself and taking swig of Butterbeer quickly, must've been hot pepper.

"Sevres you right, Grenny," I tease, using her nickname.

"You, made fun, of me," she said in between gasps of air and gulps of Butterbeer.

I laugh to myself, "Yeah, you're right, I did," I muse while opening up a Chocolate Frog.

"You got anybody in mind for the Yule Ball?" she said after regaining her breath.

I looked up at her blankly. I blinked a few times but mostly stared. Gwen looked to from her Famous Witches and Wizards Card and then back to me.

"What?"

I couldn't hold it in anymore, I bust out laughing, rolling onto my side.

"What? I just wanted to know who you wanted to go to the Yule Ball with," Gwen said looking down at her bed in slight annoyance.

"Come on mate! Use you brain! Marcus Flint! Do I need to spell it out for you?" I laughed sitting up once again. "Why who were you plannin' on going with?"

Gwen just bowed her head and looked away, "I don't know, I guess I'm going alone," she sighed.

"What do you mean, alone!" I growled. "It's our seventh year, we're getting dates," I responded.

"Yeah, well who's going to want to go with a bunch of non-slut Slytherin girls anyway?" Gwen said.

"Umm… Probably the Weasley Twins, and Lee Jordan, if they can't find dates," I suggested.

"What do you mean, 'if they can't find dates'? They're probably go with some Gryffie girls or something," Gwen said shaking her head.

"What's this about Gryffie girls?" Kelly said entering our room with Renée. It must have been lunch, that's when we change our books.

"Nothing, just talking about the Yule Ball," I said simply. "Gwen doesn't think that Fred, George or Lee will go with you guys if you ask them."

"What do you mean 'you guys'?" Renée asked. She grinned simply, "I have a date."

Our eyes all got real big and we all simultaneously gasped.

"Oh Merlin! Who?" Kelly asked.

"Who's the lucky bloke, he got a friend?" Gwen asked.

"Who? Wait? When did this happen!" I managed to get out.

Renée blushed, "Adrian Pucey, when I got down to lunch today," she grinned. "And Marcus Flint is already taken," Renée sighed looking pointedly between Gwen and I, while I was grinning ear to ear.

"So what is the new news on Bailey's lover boy?" Kelly asked plopping down ungracefully on Gwen's bed with an 'oomph'.

"Well, word on the street is that he's waiting for a girl to ask him," Gwen said looking over her shoulder at me.

My eye's widened, "Stop playing," I said rolling my eyes and sitting up as Ruby entered the room with her books.

"No, she's serious," Renée confirmed.

That is the best news I've heard since Potter fainted on the train! Yay! I probably would've jumped from my seat in glee and ran to go find him and ask him right this second, if Ruby hadn't been in the room.

She stopped dead in her tracks and set her books down on her desk and turned sharply, giving me a look.

The smile escaped my face. She looked to the door and back at me. I looked to the door. Ha, I was closer.

She lunged for the door but I was quicker and threw the door open, into her face and then bolted down the stairs and into the commons with Ruby on my tail.

Throwing opening the dungeon door and running straight through the Bloody Baron who was waving his sword at me as I ran through him. Fortunately for me, Ruby is a wuss, so when she ran into.. errr… through him, she started spazzing and wiping her arms and hair feverously.

I chuckled as I sprinted the length of the corridor, and head up to the Entrance Hall. Unfortunately, I forgot that when Ruby was little she used to run on her preparatory school track team. She ran up along side of me, as we spotted Marcus coming out of the Great Hall. She shoved me into a tapestry and I collapsed in a heap as she rounded the corner to catch up.

Dun-dun-DA! Lol.. Little bit of a cliffhanger there, mostly cause I want your response. Do you want:

A – Ruby to go with Marcus to the Yule Ball

B - Bailey to go with Marcus to the Yule Ball

It's your choice! Majority will rule though, so vote! Lol…