Well, the final chapter countdown has begun! Only about two or three chapters to go, it depends on how many parts I decide to split the Yule Ball into. But now the meaning of the title is revealed! Are you happy?

Disclaimer: I own nothing but my copy of GoF and the DVD of the movie. The movie was actually what inspired me to start writing this fic again.

Study Break

Common Room

11:30 am

In all fairness, I actually wanted to get some homework done today… But the bane of my life, Wilhelmina, decided that my Charms essay would be a good place for a nice long nap. Am seriously considering leaving her at home next year, though I'm sure my little sister Clementine would protest and say that Wilhelmina would eat her trained white mice… Hey, there's an idea…

Still drooling over a certain red-headed twin, still hoping beyond hope that certain twin will ask me to the ball. Though really, who am I kidding? Am I really so gullible that I would take the offer of a jumper as a confession of undying attraction?

The answer: hell bloody yes.

Great Hall

Dinner

GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! Someone bring down a shower of acid tipped lightning bolts onto the heads of all redheaded males!

Remember when I said that the day Fleur Delacour arrived at Hogwarts was the worst day of my life? Well, I was wrong. Today is the worst day of my life. I feel like a flock of Hippogriffs trampled on me after an exhausting Quidditch match.

GEORGE WEASLEY ASKED A LITTLE FIFTH YEAR BINT TO THE BALL! In front of me, no less! He asked this girl in the Entrance Hall just as we were going into lunch, in a really loud voice so that everyone could hear!

He gave me this really filthy look as I walked by- what did I ever do?

And I thought everything was going so well!

My dorm

Midnight

Sitting by the window with Wilhelmina on my lap.

I think I've used up every tissue in Gryffindor Tower. Everything's been ruined. Talk about an anticlimax.

Katie and Angelina did what they could. Angelina slipped an extra dose of powdered toad extract into George's cauldron during Potions that caused it to explode, Katie refused to pass him the salt shaker during dinner and both of them kept throwing glares in his direction.

In a way, I almost feel sorry for him. Almost.

Just before bed, Katie came up to me saying that Lee Jordan had asked her to the Ball and wether or not she should turn him down in respect for me. I said no way, she should go with Lee- it's not fair if both of us are unhappy.

I hope Angie gets asked out by Fred, then at least one of us would have snagged our favourite twin.

Meanwhile, I think I'm going to gorge myself on Chocolate Frogs. I'm starting to appreciate sweets more and more this year.

Following day

Common Room

6:00 pm

Revenge, thou hast a new name: Durmstrang!

I'll take this moment to announce that I, Alicia Spinnet, have been asked to the Yule Ball by a boy from Durmstrang, in front of George Weasley no less.

I'll write down the conversation Durmstrang Boy and I had:

DRUMSTRANG BOY: Your name is Aleecia Spinnet, is it not?

ME: My name's Alicia, yeah.

DURMSTRANG BOY: You have a very nice name, Aleecia. Would you like to come to the Ball with me?

At this point my heart begins to pound and I have no idea where to look. Do I accept? What will people think if I go to the Ball with a guy from Durmstrang? He's pretty good looking, so why would he want to go out with me when he could have prettier girls? These were some of the thoughts going through my mind.

Then I saw George coming down the hall, once again glaring at me. Well, just because he didn't ask me to the Ball doesn't mean that I can't go with someone else.

The script continues:

DURMSTRANG BOY: Of course, if you've already been asked, then I understand…

ME (glaring pointedly in George's direction and raising my voice a bit): No, no one else has asked me. And I would love to go with you to the Ball.

There. That should have sent George reeling! If he likes me at all, that is, which after recent events I doubt he does. Oh well, I've got a date, I've got a date, I've got a date…

Same day, same place

8:30 pm.

Dun dun dun…

Fred Weasley asked Angelina to the Ball! I was sitting down next to her telling her about Durmstrang Boy (I think his name is Vladimir or something like that) whe we heard Fred yell "Oi, Angelina!" from across the room.

She reacted very cooly, of course, as Angelina would never get worked up about something so trivial as being asked out by the boy she's liked since first year, but even she couldn't keep the grin off her face.

Looks like we're all set for the Yule Ball… Look out Fleur Delacour, you will never see us coming.

Do you like it? The last few chapters have been fairly slow moving, but that's because I'm saving the action for the Yule Ball, which is in the next chapter (cue spooky music). Will the girls be able to carry out their Cunning Plan? Keep waiting to find out…

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