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Pissed Weasley and shopping

Ron blinked. He looked down at the black haired girl who stared up at him with green eyes. His firs teaction was to shake her, ask her what the hell she was thinking, going to the ball with that..that..ferret! He knew that that would be a bad choice thought, so he tried to calm himself.

"Are you serious?" he asked, with a strained voice. She nodded and sighed.

"He asked me, I told him that I wasn't going. He said some mean things and you know I can't take that, so I told him that had chnaged my mind, and that he would wait in the great hall." Ron narrowed his eyes.

"He said some nasty things and you told him that you accepted, how's that possible? Thats make no sence!"

Tess didn't answer at first but then. "He said that I was a disgrace for the purebloods and that I didn't have any style at all, so I had to show him." That was all Ron could stand. He got up and unlocked the door. "Ron, where are you going!" Tess shouted after him when he started to storm down the hall in search for a sertain blond slytherin.

Tess let out a frustrated sound and rushed after the pissed Weasley. She knew she had to stop him, or there would be many points of from Gryffindor and at least a month of detentions. But that was not the only reason.

Sure, she had never liked Malfoy, but they had been on the same sida in the war, and they had learned to work togerther somewhat, that was more than you could say about Ron. He had been convinced that Malfoy was nothing but evil, and she knew he wasn't about to stop that anytime soon.

She knew that Ron knew that Draco wasn't a servant to the dark lord, not even a supporter, but Ron was to thickheaded to admit that to anyone. So she did this for Malfoy as much as she did it for Ron. A furious Weasley wasn't something you wanted to meet, not in a lifetime.

"Ronald Weasley, stop this instant or I will be forced to hex tou!" Ron was in the other end of the corridor, but, suprisingly, he stoped and turned. She runned to him before he could run again.

"Ron, just leave it, will you? It was my choice to accept. I may not like him, but I don't know, he's not that bad, I think I will handle one evening with him." Ron wrapped his long strong arms around her waist and sighed.

"Ok, but if he hurts you..." Tess gave him a smile.

"If he hurts me, you will have my premission to hex him into next week."

"Drake, Weasley is glaring daggers at you mate, would you recon he knows?" It was the next morning, friday and the five slytherins ate their breakfast. Draco looked over to the Gryffindor table. Weasley seemed to be quite pissed, Draco smirked.

"I guess he knows then, but I don't think we will have any problems with him, not yet." The group knew all to well that Weasley was more than a little overprotective over the Girl wonder, and saw her as a sister. If he knew about the arrangement for the ball, It wasn't that suprising that he was in a sour mood, but Draco honestly didn't care.

He had his own problems. Tomorrow he was going to be humiliated because of Potter and her sheep style, why had she said yes? He had been 100 sure that she would spat him in his face and stormed away. Sure, she had been on her way, but than, he just had to say something that pissed her off. He had himself to blame. It didn't help that his friends only found him amusing, and he knew that they were laughing behind his back.

"So, do you look forward for the ball?" Zabini asked, taking a bite of his apple.

"Will you just stop it!" Draco growled and threw a spoon at the blackhaired boy. Zabini just laughed and Crabbe and Goyle joined him.

"Students! May I have your attention, please?" They looked at the headtable and saw Dumbledore stand up, smiling friendly at them all. The hall went silent and the old man started talking.

"The ball, whitch is arranged to tomorrow evening for all sixth and seventh years will begin at 18:30 here in the Great hall. We, the teachers and I have decided to make this day a Hogsmenade day for everyone abowe third year, so all lessons will be canceled."

The students cheered and started to talk with each other about th upcomming trip to the village. Draco turned to Nott and Zabini. "I need some new shoes for tomorrow, anyone who want to come? They noddend, finished their breakfast and hurried out of the hall, a greeneyed girl staring at them from behind.

Tess walked in the village and headed for "Marlen´s clothes for every occation." She should show that arrogant brat how wrong he was. She was not looking forward to be all dressed up, but she didn't have a choice now, did she?

She had left Ron and Hermione at Honeydukes and promised to meet them at The three broomsticks in two hours. Ron had agreed to not mention anythin to Hermione about her date, and she trusted him.

She entered the shop and looked around. She had been here before, and she had found some pretty nice clothes the last time. The saleswoman greeted her with a smile.

"Miss Potter, what can I do for you?" She showed some clothes away from the counter and looked at her..

"Well, I was hoping you could help me. I need a dress for tomorrow's ball, and I have some sertain requests concerning the design." The woman looked taken aback at first but she nodded. "Of course, please follow me back here then."

She followed the woman behind the disk and came in to a room full of fabrics in different materials.

"So, Miss, how would ypu like the dress to be designed?" Tess took a deep breath and started to describe it."

Two hours later, Tess came out from the shop, with a parcel containing the dress and a nother one with her new shoes, designed to fit the dress. She walked over to the pub and found her friends sitting at a table in one of the corners. Ron gave her a knowing look, and Hermione had a impatient look on her face.

Okay, what is it that you two dosn't tell me? Spill!" Tess shaked her head. "You will have to wait and see, you will know quite soon." Hermione didn't seem to like the answer but kept any further coments to herself. Tess oredered a butterbeer and they talked an hour before heading back to the school.

That evening, in the girls dormitory, Parvati and Lavendel had an argument over what would be the best thing to do if their dates ignored them, Parvati was going with Terry Boot, a Raveclaw, and Lavendel had been asked by Dean Thomas. Hermione came ni an threw herself at her bed and groaned.

"Whats the matter Mione?" Tess asked, looking up from her charms essay. Her friend rolled over on her stomack and looked at her. "Ron is just a prat somethimes." Tess nodded. Thats was too true.

"That's just how he is Mione." Hermione sighed and picked up one of her books and opened it at a random page. "Yeah, I know."

Tess went back to her. Tomorrow was going to be a interesting day.

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