Harry was asleep and dreaming. He was in a beautiful realm of sparkles and cotton candy. He was listening to beautiful yet non-existant music and he had a godess of a girl with him, life was good. As Harry pulled the woman close, inhaling the scent of blackberries from her soft red hair and...oh no! He was being pulled away. Actually he was being pushed away, a finger was in his eye, hios own! Oh, there was the fucking alarm clock going off again. He'd teach il to go off in the middle of a glorious dream like that! Oh, wait... alarm clocks are meant to get you up...

Harry opened his eyes and sat up. Running a hand through his hair he yawned and realized that for once; Ron had gotten up before him. Harry scoffed to himself and went off to take a shower. After his shower harry headed to the dining hall, only to stop dead in his tracks in the common room. There was a huge crowd around the buliten board, it consisted of growning guys and squealing girls. Harry and co. were in their fifth year, so it was odd for Harry to see Seamus, Dean, Ron, and a few others standing in a distorted circle and grumbling loudly to one another. Whatever was on the board must be big... Harry had to see what was going on. When Harry finally elbowed his way through the angry/delighted gathering he was shocked at what the large sign read; it was a notice from Dumbledore, and it went like this

hear ye hear ye,

on December twenty-eighth of this fine year, there is to be a ball of sorts. I have it on good authority that many young men are too chickenshit to ask our fair Hogwartz maidenry to any and all dances. This is quite honestly one of the most stupid things that Ms. Patil and Ms. Brown have ever forceably told me. I am simply disgusted, and quite dissapointed with all of you young pussy lads, and therefore have cast a spell that any boy too fearful of rejection to ask one of our fine young ladies will not be allowed to enter, and will have the word 'PUSSY' stamped on their foreheads in hot pink bold letters. HAHA! I win! now leave me to my lemondrops.

Harry shook his head, the old coot had really gone off his rocker this time.

"He's gone bloody mad that one has!" Ron's voice said from Harry's right. Harry nodded

"That's exactly what I was thinking, pity isn't it?" He replied

"yeah..." Ron said. "Well then Harry, who are you gonna invite?"

"Your sister..." Harry said absent-mindedly as he walked towards the dining hall.

"WHAT!" Ron spluttered loudly, oopsydaisys Harry thought as the redhead behind him sped up angrily.

"Hey look Ron, " Harry yelled over his shoulder " I've got to go do- em... something... bye now!" Harry started to run just as Ron landed right where he had just been in a full on atempt-to-tackle.

X

Hermione slowed down as she heardfootsteps running to catch up with her. She glanced back and gulped, she had seen a streak of red hair and pasty skin heading her way, uh-oh, moment of truth. 'Wait,' Hermione thought 'too tall, who? No, not who, why.'

"Hi (pant) Hermione (wheeze)." said a Weasley twin.

"Hello fred/ george, which one are you anyway? I can't see your eyes."

"It's me, Fred." said the now recovered and identified Weasley.

"Well, what is it you want Fred?" Hermione chided, now slightly softer in speech.

"I wanted to ask you something, I know that you don't want to go to the dance with Ron, because he's doing that annoying semi-stalkerish thing that's creeping everyone out, so I was wondering if I could save you the trouble of making up some dumb stomach cramp excuse and missing the whole party, 'cause if your taken already then he can't really bug you about it, and as long as he doesn't know that it's my then we're fine." Fred said hurridly. Hermione looked confused for a minute, finally she said

"Fred? Did you just ask me to the dance?" they had stopped walking now, Fred shuffled his feet and nodded. Hermione grinned

"I'd be delighted to go with you! Thanks Fred." Hermione said, they started to walk again, slowly this time. Hermione stopped, Fred stopped too. She glanced at him, he was looking at her, and for about a second they locked eyes. Hermione started kissing Fred, Fred kissed her back, they started making out and stumbled into a closet (conveniantly located just a few feet away) and promptly fell onto Harry, who had been cowering in the corner. Hermione turned the light on and gave Harry a funny look.

" I accidentally told Ron that I was going to ask Ginny out and he chased me until I lost him by hiding in here and now I'm trapped in here with another Weasley! PLEASE don't hurt me oh great twin of red hair and- hey, you were just making out with Hermione! " Harry said in a strang jumbled mixup of words and emotions, his fear suddenly turning into overprotective anger.

"Uhh..." said Fred

"wait, did you just say trapped?" Hermione asked Harry in a frightened tone.

"Oops..." said Harry Fred just grinned

"s'okay, I've gotta key!" Hermione and Harry turned to look at him incredulously

"what? It's a long story." he said defensively he sighed and pulled the thing out of his pocket, he opened the door and let harry out, stopping Hermione before she could exit the small room. Harry turned to them expectantly.

"You can leave," Fred said

"we have unfinished buisness to attend to." Hermione stated with a giggle, Harry rolled his eyes and closed the door.

X TWO DAYS LATER

Harry squared his shoulders as he walked out of the bathroom. He was ready, he had righted things with Ron, Ron hadn't found Hermione and Fred snogging in any one of their numerous closets, and Harry had rehearsed. He walked into the common room and over to ginny (who was studying)

"Uh Ginny?" o great, his voice had cracked. He probably looked like a complete idiot standing there, so he sat down next to her on the sofa.

"Yes?" she said slightly uneasily

"Um, are you going to the dance with anyone? Yet I mean..." he started again ooh! He sounded like such a fool, he didn't even like dances!

"No, why, um... why do you ask?" Ginny said with a quaver

"I was wondering, umm, ehehm... doyouwannagotothedancewithme?" aahhh! He was such a fool!

"Well I'd like to go with you, but I don't want to dance, I'd much rather spike the punch, round up my friends and sibs, grab the munchies and some of said spiked punch, go up to the tower or somewhere and hang out... gahd I hate dances!" Ginny said with a shudder. Harry felt his face spasming into a smile, he hugged ginny but all he said was

"Great!"

This one'll probably only have one or two chappies, I hope that you all like it and also that you reveiw, no reveiw, no next chapter veiw, that's my motto, yes it is! No it's not! I just made that up! Well, I gotta go, it's 23 minutes past my bedtime, it being 4:23AM an' all...

Toodles, ts