A/N: Okay, I must confess. I wrote this the same day as Arrival, but I wanted to get 5 reviews. I had this in my Docs for a while now, but I finally got 5 reviews! Now I'm shooting for 10… Anyhoo, you know the drill. You review and you get a m00fin!

Disclaimer: If I owned Harry Potter, a certain two people would not have died. Also, I wouldn't be writing this story on a cheap second-hand laptop. It would be being published with my name on the cover. My name IS NOT JK Rowling, Okay?

Just like two years ago for the original Yule Ball, Hermione went to go get ready three hours before the Ball. The only differences were that she was going with Harry, she was in her 6th year, and it was a Halloween Ball.

Up in her dormitory, Hermione was seeking wardrobe help from Lavender and Parvati. (A/N: Is that spelled right?). She was pretty much helpless, otherwise. After 2 hours and 45 minutes, Hermione looked in the mirror. She had finished getting ready.

"Oh, my…" she gasped. In the mirror stood the prettiest girl she had ever seen.

"Oh, we're good!" Lavender said. She was immensely pleased with Hermione's new look.

"Time for me to meet Harry in the Common Room!" Hermione squealed with delight. Lavender and Parvati knew about her crush.

"Good luck!"

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45 minutes before the ball, Harry and Ron left the Quidditch Pitch where they had been flying. Since Ron had utterly failed when asking Fleur out, he had asked Lavender. She said yes, so Ron had a date.

"C'mon, Ron! You're just staring into space when we need to get ready!" Harry was extremely nervous about the Ball. The only person who knew about his crush was Neville. While Ron was in a daze, Neville helped Harry get ready.

Harry wasn't displeased when he was finished getting ready. He actually looked quite good! (A/N: No surprise there!) Now it was time to go meet Hermione in the Common Room…

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Ron sat in his bed, thinking about three pretty girls. Hermione, Fleur, and Lavender. He wondered who he liked better. Vaguely, he heard Harry talking to him. Ron didn't respond.

Finally, he realized that if he wanted the girls, he had to get ready. He got into his dress robes, and headed down to the Common Room…

A/N: I know, filler. But it was just to get you prepared for the Ball… Remember, 10 reviews for another chappie!

-Caty