The Potter Twins
A/N: Thanks to Amanda (Yeah, you told me you read it, that's why I acknowledged you), JAML (Yeah, I know that happens. Oh yeah, and if I don't update again this week, I won't be able to update until August...because my grandparents don't have the Internet...ahh), Eilidh (LoL, that's great that you could follow along...), and sabrina (it's great that you think it's cool) for reviewing. Oki, I know I didn't get five reviews, but hey, I didn't know when I could update again. So please Read 'n' Review.
--Chapter 5-- There's Going to be a What?
Over the next few weeks, everyone had been trying to seduce their 'special someone'. Only Goyle hadn't been, he wasn't going to make a fool of himself for a boy...and just to make things harder for Draco, Harry and Blaise decided to break up so Harry could ask Ginny to be his girlfriend again, that way Draco would have a harder time seducing Ginny. Draco and Michelle had also become an item, but for different reasons.
"So are you any closer to getting anything from Granger?" Michelle asked Harry at breakfast one morning.
"No, I've stolen a few kisses from her, but she hasn't responded," Harry replied.
"Well whenever I suggest that Ron and I do it, Ron goes really red than says he has to find Granger."
"I wish you'd stop doing that," Draco said, kissing Michelle's cheek.
"Why, because you don't want me to win that bet? Besides, you do that to Ginny every chance you get."
"You ask my girlfriend to sleep with you?" Harry asked, looking at Draco.
"Yes, but the only reason you got back together with her was because I could win fifty-six Galleons," Draco replied. "And no Michelle, it's because I really care about you, and I don't want people to think you're a whore."
Michelle and Harry looked at each other before laughing. They of course knew Michelle wasn't like that. She hadn't even had sex with Draco yet! But that was partially Tiffy's fault.
"It's because of the bet!" said Harry, eating some bacon and giving Zippy some toast from his plate.
"Come on Draco, just admit it," Michelle said, pushing Draco's shoulders playfully.
But just then, the post came. Owls flew down to all the seventh years. Harry, Michelle, and Draco all opened their letters at the same time. Harry was reading his in his head, as were the other two.
'Dear Mr. Potter,
We formally invite you to the Halloween Dance that takes place every year just for the seventh year students. No student in a lower year is allowed to be taken as a date. Costume is a must because the one with the best costume gets a prize.
The dance will take place on Halloween Eve, from 8:00pm to 12:00am.
Headmaster Albus Dumbledore'
"The seventh years have Halloween Dances? How come we never knew about this before?" asked Michelle.
"I have no idea," Harry said. "Oh great, that means we need dates and shit."
"Will you go with me Michelle?" asked Draco.
"Of course silly," Michelle replied, kissing Draco's cheek. "What are you going to do Harry?"
"I dunno...I'll ask that Padma chick," Harry said.
"Alrighty then," Draco said. "Go ask her right now."
Harry got up, and walked over to the Ravenclaw table, Zippy swaying on his shoulder. He tapped Padma on the shoulder and she turned to look at Harry.
"Can I help you?" she asked.
"Yeah," Harry grinned that grin that everyone loved. "Will you go to the Halloween Dance with me?" He held up the invitation.
"Oh, OK, I'd love to," Padma responded, nodding.
"Can't wait," Harry said, kissing Padma's hand. He walked back to the Slytherin table.
"Won't Ginny be mad at you?" asked Draco.
"Probably, but I don't care, what can she do to me? It's not like I'm her slave...It's more like she's mine. And besides, how would she know about the dance?"
Tiffy hissed at Harry - she obviously didn't like Harry talking like that. Michelle just ignored Tiffy and continued eating, while Harry and Draco talked about setting up a Quidditch practice.
"OK, well I'm Captain now, and I think we need to have a practice this Saturday," Harry said.
"OK, as long as we don't have a Hogsmeade trip, it's alright," Draco said.
"There is," Michelle said. "I think it's so the seventh years can get costumes."
"Oh fuck, and most of our team is in seventh year, except for Timothy and Ashley," Harry said.
"Oh well, who cares? It's not like we need practice, we've won the cup every year we've played," Draco said.
"True, but if you two don't mind, I'm going to go talk with Pansy and Blaise now," Michelle said, moving down the table a bit, Tiffy flying close behind her. "Hey Pansy and Blaise."
"Oh hi Michelle," Pansy said, glancing up from her copy of the Daily Prophet.
"Did you get your invitation?" asked Blaise.
"Yes, and we need to go shopping for our costumes, I don't care if we have to sneak out to do so," Michelle said.
"You really want to go shopping, don't you?" asked Blaise.
"Yes, but so we can find something that you'll actually look good in."
Pansy snickered and Blaise just looked clueless. Michelle rolled her eyes; it wasn't that funny for Pansy to keep snickering like that.
"So what should we all be? It is a costume party," Pansy said.
"You could dress me up as a dog and I can be a bitch...oh wait, I already am one," Michelle said sarcastically.
Blaise and Pansy both laughed sarcastically at Michelle's lame joke.
"Oooh, I know! We could dress up as one of the Gryffindor girls! Because there's three of us, and three of them," Michelle said, the idea just coming to her.
"Are you on something Michelle?" asked Pansy, looking at Michelle with disgust.
"Nope, but listen, it would be great! And we could get the guys to dress up as our or their boyfriends, whatever."
"But who would be who?" asked Blaise.
"Well, Draco and I could be Weasley and Granger; you and Crabbe can be Brown and Thomas because you have blonde hair, and Pansy and Goyle can be Patil and Finnigan," Michelle said.
"But we can't make the Polyjuice Potion, there's only two weeks until the dance," Pansy said.
"Haven't you ever heard of spells?" asked Michelle like it was the most obvious thing ever.
"Oh yeah...I forgot about those," Pansy said.
"How could you forget? We go to a school of witchcraft and wizardry!" exclaimed Michelle, rolling her eyes.
Gryffindors
"Can you believe this? We have a Halloween Dance!" exclaimed Lavender excitedly.
"This is going to be amazing!" shrieked Parvati.
"Yeah, it's going to be so much fun," Hermione said, sarcastically. "This is just -"
"Shut up Hermione. Look at Harry, he's talking to my sister," said Parvati, pointing to the Ravenclaw table.
All three girls looked over to the Ravenclaw table where Harry was talking to Padma Patil. They saw Harry grinning and holding up the invitation to the Halloween Dance while Padma nodded her dark locks.
"He just asked her to the dance and she accepted!" said Hermione.
"No fair! I wish I was my sister!" pouted Parvati.
"We all do," Lavender said, patting Parvati's arm gently.
"But what about Ginny? They just got back together," said Hermione. "Oh wait, the invitation does say that no one in a younger year can come."
"What about me?" asked Ginny, sitting beside Hermione.
"Oh, Harry just asked Padma -" Lavender stopped as Parvati elbowed her in the ribs. They didn't know if she could know or not.
"Harry asked Padma what?" asked Ginny.
"Nothing," Hermione said, glaring at Lavender.
Slytherins
"Well I think I'm going to head to class," Harry told Draco.
"OK, you do that," Draco said.
Harry got up and walked past the Gryffindor table. He tapped Ginny's back slightly as he left the Great Hall. When he left, Harry stood by a suit of armor. A couple of seconds later, Ginny showed up beside him.
"Hey Gin," Harry said, wrapping his arms around Ginny's waist.
"Hey Harry," Ginny replied wrapping her own arms around Harry's neck.
Harry kissed Ginny's lips tenderly, running his tongue against her lips for entry. Ginny opened her mouth and the kiss became more intense. There the two stood, kissing, behind a suit of armor for quite a while before Harry heard footsteps. He pulled away from Ginny, kissed her once more and left. Professor Snape stopped and looked at Harry.
"Heading to class Potter, I presume," Professor Snape said.
"Yes, I am Professor," Harry said.
"Very well, be on you way then Potter."
"I will be Professor," Harry said, walking to his History of Magic class.
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"Hey Draco, tell me if you like this idea or not for the Halloween Dance," Michelle said, taking Draco's hand in hers. "We go as Hermione Granger and Ron Weasley."
"What? Why the hell would we want to do that?" asked Draco, disgusted at the idea.
"But think about this, it's a good idea, dressing up as another student. It might be so good, that we might even win. Besides, we're Slytherins, they're Gryffindors, who'd suspect us to dress like them?"
"This could be a good idea, 'Elle, I admit it, now that I think about it. But do you have a back-up plan in case I change my mind?"
"No, because we're sticking with my idea. Unless you can think of a better idea," Michelle said, smirking.
"At the moment, I can't think of one," Draco said, kissing Michelle briefly outside the History of Magic classroom before going in.
--
"Well I'm off to the library to work on that Transfiguration homework," Michelle said, grabbing her book bag.
"OK, I'll see you later," Draco said, kissing Michelle before she left through the portrait hole to go to the library.
She walked up the stairs to the Entrance Hall and up the Grand Staircase to the library floor. Michelle placed her bag on the table and took out her assignment. Grabbing a book of Transfiguration that she would need, Michelle set out to work.
"What are you doing 'Elle?" a tiny female voice asked.
Michelle looked around, the only two to call her 'Elle were Harry and Draco, and that voice didn't belong to either of them. "Who wants to know?"
"Me," the voice said.
"Show yourself."
Tiffy flew down in front of Michelle and looked her in the face. "I want to know."
"You? You can talk now Tiffy?"
"Yeppers."
"Awesome...well I'm just working on my homework, so can you stay quiet for a bit?" asked Michelle.
"Sure," Tiffy said, going back onto Michelle's shoulder.
Michelle began to work again. She just finished when Harry sat down beside her.
"Hey 'Elle," Harry said.
"Hey Harry, what do you want?" asked Michelle.
"Can't a guy just talk to his sister?"
Michelle rose an eyebrow to Harry.
"Fine, I want to know why Zippy can talk all of a sudden," Harry said. "And Malfoy said I could find you here."
"He can talk because he's matured," Michelle said, shoving her homework into her bag.
"OK, well I'm going to go now, see you later," Harry said, leaving. Harry walked to the Heads dormitories and went in. On the couch though, were Ron and Hermione, making out.
"Oooh, you making me-" Harry grabbed Zippy before he finished that sentence.
"Get a room Weasel and Granger, I don't need to look at that sight. I mean, Granger is way too hot for you Weasel," Harry said.
Ron and Hermione pulled apart quickly. Ron stood up and adjusted his clothing.
"And who exactly would she be suited for?" asked Ron. "You?"
"Yeah, she'd look way better on me than she does on you."
"You have a girlfriend though, she being my sister."
"So...your point is?"
"You disgust me Potter," Hermione said.
"But you know that deep down that you really want me," Harry said, caressing Hermione's cheek.
Ron's face reddened in anger as Hermione looked back at Harry dreamily. He took out his wand, but before Ron could do anything, Harry disarmed him. Harry winked at Hermione before going up to his dorm.
"Hermione, what was that all about?" asked Ron, frustrated.
"He just wants me, but he can't have me because I'm with you," Hermione said, hugging Ron.
"But do you want to be with him?"
"No, because I'm with the one I love," Hermione said, hugging Ron harder.
A/N: Well there's another chapter...I dunno if I can post again this week or not. If not, I won't be back until August! Ahh!!