A/N: I'm back! The HP wizards are not mine. I'm getting closer and closer to the Big Date! The next chapter will be the beginning, or the entire date; not too sure yet. But, the date will start in the next chapter! Yipee!

At 5: 20 pm, a few students were sitting in the Gryffindor common room, either napping or thawing in front of the crackling fire.

Seamus and Dean were fast asleep on the worn, scarlet couch. Unknowing to either of them, they were leaning on each other, with Dean drooling onto Seamus's shoulder, and Seamus muttering about Ginny and biscuits. But, of course, Colin and Dennis took a picture, and were now stuffing their fists into their mouths to stop their laughter as they ran up to their dormitories.

Neville and a couple of second years were talking animatedly about Herbology, and snickering when Seamus snuggled closer to Dean; probably thinking it was Ginny.

Neville sat, staring into the fire; his eyes reflecting the dancing and flickering fire with a little smile on his face. The atmosphere was calming, with the merry fire and the orange sunlight shining through the window.

When the minute hand of the grandfather clock ticked to 5: 24, the portrait hole was thrown open, causing it to hit the wall.

BANG!

Neville and the second years jumped and their heads snapped around to look at the portrait hole, while Seamus and Dean were on their feet; instantly awake.

"AAAAAARRRRRGH! NO SPIDERS! NO, NO, NO! I'M NOT YOUR KING! NO FIREWORKS! NO BOXERS! NOOOOOOOO!"

Ron ran into the common room. His blue eyes were wide with panic and his normally neat hair was flying everywhere.

Ron ran through the common room, not sparing anyone a glance, and up the left hand staircase like a deceased Voldemort was after him. Seamus and Dean, brows frowned, cautiously walked to the still opened portrait hole. Who they found walking calming towards them surprised them: Ginny Weasley.

She walked towards them with her fists stuffed into her jean pockets, humming 'Draco Is Our Queen'. She gave them each a sweet smile as she walked past them. The Fat Lady swung her portrait closed, mumbling something like "the Weasleys are finally going insane".

Ginny, walked through the common room, taking in the calming atmosphere with a little smile on her face. She looked to her right, and said, "Hiya Neville and Simon. What's up Jeff?"

The second years flicked their chins in acknowledgement, while Neville looked at her with confused eyes.

"What's up with Ron? He's acting stranger than usual," asked Neville.

"Oh…we just talked a bit…and he got freaked out," said Ginny vaguely; the corners of her mouth twitching.

Neville quirked an eyebrow, knowing full well that Ginny was leaving out a few key factors and one of them made Ron afraid of boxers. Ginny then turned to look at Seamus. He was inspecting his wet shoulder with a frown, while Dean had suddenly become quite busy with tying his shoe.

"Where'd that come from?" asked Seamus.

"You were drooling," said Dean, hastily wiping his mouth while he was still kneeling. Neville looked at Dean's nervous face with amusement, before he noticed Ginny skipping, yes skipping, up the girl's staircase.

"See ya," said Neville to his second year friends, and headed up to his shared dorm with Ron, intending to find out what had happened.

Climbing, he heard Ron's frantic voice.

"Ginny--she said…she said that she'd turn my broom into a giant spider!"

"It's okay Ron; she won't," said Luna soothingly.

Neville reached his dormitory door and opened it. He came in to find Luna, comforting Ron on his bed. Neville stood there, unnoticed, while interest filled him; he wanted to know why Ginny had threatened to transfigure a perfectly good broomstick into a spider, and why Ron was still so afraid of said spider when he could curse it. And then, Neville noticed, there was Harry.

Neville saw Harry standing next to Ron and Luna, running his hands up and down on his dark blue turtle neck, trying to get out nonexistent wrinkles. His bangs weren't covering his forehead, like they usually were, but were sticking out over his forehead, and the rest of his longish, midnight black hair was fanned out slightly above his ears. Now, the rest of his hair matched the part in the back that still stood up. Harry's black jeans were complete wrinkle and lint free. Neville wasn't stupid; something was defiantly going on to make Harry get dressed up.

"Oi, what's up?" said Neville, drawing attention to him as he walked into the room. Luna and Ron both looked up with startled eyes, while Harry jumped practically out of his cleaned, black trainers.

"Someone's jumpy tonight," said Neville with a grin to Harry.

"Well...I guess so. I'm going on a date with Hermione in…an hour and a half…" said Harry, looking down at his watch on his left wrist, "…and I'm nervous.

"Wow, and you're already ready?" said Neville, without a trace of surprise at his friend going out with the Head Girl.

"Well, I'm ready…" said Harry, walking over to his own bed. He picked up a small bag from his bed, and by the sound of a slight jingle, Neville figured that it contained wizard money. Also, Harry picked up three irregular pieces of ripped parchment, and looked over his notes and writing on each of them.

"…but I still need to do many things before…before everything's perfect," said Harry. He then walked swiftly over to Neville and handed him one of the pieces of parchment. Just when Neville grasped it, Ginny appeared in the dorm doorway.

Ron yelped when he saw his little sister.

"NO! No boxers! I don't have any with 'Weasley Is Our King' across the bum! Don't tell anyone!" squeaked Ron, as he clung onto a startled Luna.

"What? You mean the boxers that that 4th year Gryffindor draped over a goal post?" said Luna with sparkling, amused eyes.

"Yup. He sometimes only wore them to bed during the summer down to breakfast. The sight has damaged my eyes permanently," teased Ginny, walking into the room. Ron kept his wary gaze on his little sister as she sat down on Harry's bed.

"Really?" said Luna with interest and a little grin on her face from the thought of Ron in those red boxers with gold writing.

"Yup…but you shouldn't look so excited. There's nothing special about it, if you know what I mean," said Ginny, looking at Ron with pity, all the while trying to contain the grin from spreading onto her face when Ron's face turned red.

"Hay; I resent that!" said Ron. Ginny couldn't contain it any longer; she grinned.

"Okaaaaaaay…" said both Harry and Neville. Turning back to Neville after the little episode with the boxers, Harry pointed at the piece of paper in his friends fingertips.

"Can you go down into the kitchens and get the house--elves to make this?" asked Harry. Neville looked down at the parchment and read aloud:

"Two goblets of pumpkin juice …two plates of spaghetti and meatballs…one pumpkin pie…" read Neville. He looked up at Harry with a little grin on his face.

"Wow Harry; sounds romantic," teased Neville; fluttering his eyelashes.

"Oh, shut it," said Harry angrily, but his reddening cheeks told Neville otherwise.

"Okay…I apologize," said Neville, looking down at the paper again.

"But…ya know…you're lucky," said Neville sincerely.

"Huh?" said Harry.

"Well…you found the one already; I can tell. Actually, I've been able to tell ever since the War at the beginning of December. After all, you've been her friend for…years, and you know her better than anyone. You're lucky; you found her at seventeen," said Neville, looking back up at him with envy in his eyes.

"Yeah, I have," breathed Harry with a smile.

"Oi!" said Harry, looking at his watch, which said 5: 45, "I need to hurry!"

"Okay, Neville," said Harry hastily, "Will you get the food for us?"

"Sure mate,"

"Great! Tell Dobby and the others to send it to the Astronomy Tower at 6: 25 with a table for two and candles. And can you bring my Firebolt up there, too?"

"Sure," said Neville, turning around and walking out of the open dorm door, heading to the kitchens.

"Err…Luna," said Harry, turning around, "can you go to McGonagall and give her this? I just thought of the idea, and I liked it."

He held out the piece of parchment to her and she grasped it. She read it while Ron leaned over to also read Harry's slightly smudged writing.

"Create a record to play the Muggle song 'Anywhere' by …Evanescence…to play it on McGonagall's record player and bring both up to the Astronomy Tower at 6: 00," read Luna. She looked up at Harry with raised eyebrows.

"You want to play a Muggle song on your date?" asked Luna, like it was an absurd idea. Harry just nodded. Luna sighed and nodded as well.

"Okay…I'll do it if you think it's a good idea, and if you think McGonagall'll do it," said Luna, and she got up from Ron's bed. Ron looked at her retreating figure with sad eyes.

"Oh, wait Luna!" said Harry suddenly, running after her. She turned around on the staircase and looked up at him.

"When you're done, can you go to the top of the North Tower and help Ron with the fireworks?" asked Harry. He knew her answer when she smiled up at him. When she turned around, Harry did also. He walked back into the room to Ginny and Ron.

"Okay…Ron," said Harry, giving him the last piece of parchment, "Bring up all of the fireworks and set them off in that order at 7: 30, 'k? And I've already hexed the 'Spell Me Out' firework, so you don't have to worry about that," said Harry.

Ron read the long paper with the names of all of the fireworks in Harry's specific order, and then looked back up at his friend.

"Sure mate," said Ron, getting up from the bed. He seemed relieved to leave the room because, Harry guessed, of Ginny.

"Soooooooo, what did you do to Ron to make him afraid of you?" asked Harry, as he looked into his bag of Galleons and Sickles, counting that he had enough for his early Christmas present for Hermione.

"I'll tell you later," said Ginny; still sporting her grin. She got up off of his bed, and walked to the dormitory door, with Harry following her.

"What're you going to do with all that money? Another last minute adjustment to your perfect plan?" asked Ginny, after Harry closed the door with his empty hand.

"I'm going down to Hogsmead and get a present for Hermione," said Harry with a big smile.

"Merlin, Harry; you really want this date to go well, don't you?" asked Ginny, walking to the now empty scarlet couch in the Gryffindor common room.

"Well…yeah," said Harry, blushing, "I mean…Hermione's the one--I can feel it--and I want to make our first date special. Then, we can have more dates and more, and then if all goes well…hopefully marriage."

Ginny raised her eyebrows at Harry, while his cheeks turned bright red.

"Well, don't let me keeping you from getting your future bride a gift," said Ginny, pushing Harry to the portrait hole. He pushed it open and went running down the corridor.

"'…hopefully marriage,'" whispered Ginny with a smile. But suddenly her smile vanished when a sudden thought entered her mind.

I hope he can survive the in--laws. Hermione told me what her dad wanted to do to Krum when he found out that her and Krum owled each other…ouch!

A/N: I've it said before, the next chapter is the date! The next chapter will be featuring 'Anywhere' by Evanescence. If you haven't heard it before, I'd advise that you do so you can get the full effect of the fluffy chapter!