Act 1 Scene 10

As Draco walked back through the hallway from the bathroom in his room he stopped in front of Hermione's door. It took all of his guts and will power to give a light knock.

"Ginny I am not in the mood right now."

"It's not Ginny," He mumbled softly to her through the door. It suddenly opened to reveal a flustered Hermione. Her face suddenly flashed anger.

"Oh what now Malfoy? Come here to make fun of me? Tease me? Call me names? Well I'm just going to warn you now that I am not in the mood for that and if anyone were to ask me what happened to a certain blond Slytherin I would hate to say he decided on a sex change," she growled.

"I just wanted to make sure you were alright," he said with a straight face, trying not to let his worry show.

"Why are you such a... wait what?" Her face softened and I had to look away in order for her to not see the slow blush steadily creeping over my cheeks. "Draco that's so sweet," she said. I gave up all hopes of hiding my emotions and snapped my head up when she used my real name. she gave me a light kiss on the cheek before telling me she would be out soon and closing the door. I stood there glued to the floor feeling my face burn from where her lips met it. I snapped out my trance and walked back to the room.

"Jeez Draco. You look like you just ran your face through red paint," Harry snorted

"Just go to the next act," I mumbled.

Snape: Attention all Hogwarts students, tonight is our annual Yule Ball

"Merlin," Harry muttered.

So please remember to pick your Yule Ball wreath and give it to that special someone. –Ginny walks in- Ah, Ginger!

"Really? Ginger jokes? Again?"

Ginny: Oh, hey Harry Potter!

"Why do I always say your full name!"

Harry: Oh, hi Ginny.

Ginny: Fancy seeing you here, huh?

Harry: Uh, it's the cafeteria, so yeah.

Ginny: Um, so um, the Yule Ball is coming up, huh?

Harry: Yeah, I know it is, very soon, yeah.

Ginny: Well, were you thinking of going with anybody?

"Oh no," said Ginny, realizing what her character was going to do.

Harry: I was, I was actually just waiting for the right time to ask somebody and I think, I think that time is about now. So, if you got something to say just get it out.

Ginny: -squeals and hands out Yule Ball wreath to Harry-

"Oh my God," Ginny face palmed.

Harry: Oh, is this for me? Ah, Ginny, how did you know that I needed a wreath so I could ask Cho Chang, you're the best! –takes wreath-

"Prat," Ginny muttered.

"I'm really stupid, aren't I?" Harry muttered, his cheeks tinged red.

"Yes, yes you are."

"I'm going to have to make up for this aren't I?"

"Yes, yes you are."

Ginny: Oh, Harry Potter-just-you-forget it! -goes off crying-

"Wow Harry thanks for crushing my characters hopes and dreams."

"Ehehe…sorry?"

Harry: Alright I will! Cool! Hey, hey Cho Chang listen, um I know the Yule Ball is come up and I was wondering if uh, maybe you wanted to go with me, but just in case you're kind of on the fence about it, you should know that I play guitar and that I conquered that dragon's heart with it, so I think I can conquer yours.

"I'm going to sing to her!?"

"Better than how you actually asked her." Ron snickered. Harry threw a pillow at him.

(singing) You're tall and fun and pretty, you're really, really skinny, Cho Chang! I'm the Mickie to your Minnie, the Tigger to my Winnie, Cho Chang! You're cuter than a guinea pig, I'll take you up to Winnipeg. That's in Canada! Oh Cho Chang, Ch-ch-ch-ch-China, China, China Cho Chang! (spoken) Whatever.

"That doesn't even go with her name," Harry mumbled

Cho: Well, Harry Potter, bless your heart. Um, but imma have to say no. That young strapping boy Cedric Diggory already asked me and I have to go with him. Sorry.

"She couldn't even get his name right!"

"That was the point Malfoy."

Come on girls, let's go show Moaning Myrtle our ball gowns and make fun of her because she can't go!

Pansy and Lavender: Yeah!

"And I don't think Lavender or Pansy knows Cho very well."

"They aren't even in Ravenclaw."

Ron: Hey little buddy how yah doing?

Harry: Hey…

Ron: Is that a Yule Ball wreath?

Harry: Yeah…

Ron: Who yah gonna ask?

Ginny, finding this funnier than anyone in the room, burst into uncontrollable laughter while everyone just stared at her.

Harry: Well, I asked Cho Chang but she turned me down for Cedric Stupory.

Ron: Oh my God, they're going together? That's so great I love him so-they're so a cute couple-

Harry: No, no.

Ron: I hate him.

Harry: Yeah.

Hermione snorted. "Smooth Ron."

Ron: I hate him so much. Oh my God, he pisses me off, wow. Ah man, that sucks dude. I don't know why she'd turn you down you're like the coolest guy in school!

Harry: I don't really get it, I play guitar, I'm Harry Potter, I'm awesome.

"You are," Sirius his father said, before Harry could argue his awesomeness.

Ron: Reese's Pieces?

Harry: Yeah. I don't get it man, I mean, I guess I'll just go stag.

"stag," James whispered.

"Good to be back Prongs?

"Sure is Padfoot, sure is."

Ron: Yeah, I'll probably go stag too. The only two girls I know that don't have dates are Ginny -thumbs down- and Hermione.

Harry: Oh my God. –bigger thumbs down-

Both Hermione and Ginny raised an eyebrow at the boys.Ron: Yeah and I'm not going with my stupid sister.

Harry: And I think of Hermione as a sister so that's out.

Ron: We are in such a puzzle.

"You guys are so stupid."

Neville: Hi, look at these strapping young men.

"And Neville is so weird."

Ron and Harry: Hey Neville.

Harry: Hey Neville, want this Yule Ball wreath?

Neville: Yeah, if you're willing to part with it, I will take this wreath.

Harry: Hey Ron, let's go hang out with Hagrid, he can teach us how to dance and we can get in our dress robes.

Ron: That can only lead to disaster and hilarity. Let's go!

"And yet you go anyways."

I mean, I just don't know about Hermione, I don't think anyone's asked her, you know, 'cause she's just so butt ugly.

Harry: Hideous.

"You aren't hideous!" The three younger boys yelled. Everyone wasn't surprised about Ron and Harry, but Draco? Something fishy was going on.

Goyle: Give that plant nerd!

Neville: Ah!

Goyle: Oh, Goyle rules!

Draco: So anyways, it was reluctant enough at first, but I lured it out of its cage with an upside down face, lassoed it with my Fruit by the Foot, and beheaded it with a quick Slicing Charm.

Bloody fool. What, Goyle, what're you doing with that wreath? What are you gonna ask somebody to the Yule Ball?

"Like Goyle could get a date," Malfoy snorted

Goyle: No…dancing's for nerds.

Crabbe: And pretty girls.

Draco: That's right. You know the last girl I'd have asked with a Yule Ball wreath? That Hermione Granger…

"Ugh, not this again," Malfoy groaned.

"Way to ruin the moment Malfoy."

Not even if we were the last two people on Earth and she looked absolutely stunning in her ball gown so every time I looked at her I got butterflies in my tummy. Not even then. You know, they don't even have dances at Pigfarts.

"Pigfarts again?"

All the noise would disturb Rumbleroar's slumbering cubs.

Goyle: Dancing is for pansies.

Draco: Hey you there what's your name?

Pansy: Pansy.

"Oh, so that's Pansy?"

Draco: Perfect! You're going to the Yule Ball with me. You see that dragon? Well, it was reluctant enough at first, but I lured it out of its cage with an upside down face…

"How would you even do that?"

Quirrell: Yule Ball decorating crew! Just the Yule Ball decorating crew coming through. Last minute decorations…my Lord, the Yule Ball has finally arrived and I've brought the key!

Voldemort: Yes, I know Quirrell, I hear everything you hear!

Quirrell: I'm sorry.

Voldemort: No, I'm sorry, I-I shouldn't have snapped. I'm just nervous, that's all.

"Awww!" the two girls cooed.

"Voldemort's admitting he has feelings? It's the Apocalypse."

"Ehh, could be true," Tom shrugged.

Quirrell: Nervous?

Voldemort: No.

Quirrell: Why?

Voldemort: I don't wanna talk about it.

Quirrell: Hey, it's just me. You can tell me anything, you know that.

"Quirrellmort is so cute," Ginny squealed.

Voldemort: Yeah, yeah you're right, you're right. I'm just nervous because we've been planning this night for so long and I want everything to go perfectly, you know?

Quirrell: Don't worry, we've mapped out everything. We've anticipated every little problem and compensated for it. We've even prepared what you're going to say to Potter when you see him. So just cool down, relax. By the end of the night you'll have your revenge and your body back.

Voldemort: You're right, you're right. I'm being silly. But you know, Quirrell over the last year I've really grown attached to you, no pun intended.

"Aaw," the girls cooed again. Everyone else just gave them the same weird looks.

Quirrell: Yeah, I know what you mean. But hey, we'll still hang out. Just because we won't be attached doesn't mean we'll be two completely different people, no pun intended.

Voldemort: No, no, of course not! Quirrell, we should make plans.

Quirrell: Evil Plans?

"No more evil plans, please."

Voldemort: Oh, uh, no casual plans like um, we could go rollerblading on a Saturday and then, uh, see a movie at night.

"He's so sweet."

"Why can't real Voldemort be like this?"

"Maybe because he's an evil old bastard that had some serious issues with his nose?" Harry offered.

"Harry!"

Tom reached for his nose and let out a cry of joy that it was there.

"It's true," was Harry's explanation to his mom.

Quirrell: Yeah, that'll be great because we'll both be able to watch it for a change.

Voldemort: Yeah, yeah, I bet it'll be nice to sleep in our own beds, not have someone behind you all the time.

Quirrell: And have the privacy of my old life back again, the solitude.

"Who wants that?"

Voldemort: -sigh- No, whatever happens tonight, man, it's been a blast.

Quirrell: Yeah, one crazy year! Hey, promise we'll go rollerblading and see that movie.

Voldemort: Oh man, I promise.

Quirrell: -hugs himself-

"So cute!"

Voldemort: Okay, Quirrell, let's go plant that key and split, pun intended!

Snape: Why, Professor Quirrell, what on earth are you doing in the Great Dance Hall, just moments before the dance?

"We have a Great Dance Hall?"

"No, we do not Mr. Weasley. I do believe they were referring to the Great Hall."

Everyone jumped, startled at the sound of the Headmaster's voice, as he hadn't said anything for quite some time.

Quirrell: Just decorating for the Yule Ball, last minute decorations, just one final touch.

Snape: A ladle?

Quirrell: A very special ladle for a very special night for a very special punch.

Snape: And what's so special about it?

Quirrell: Let's just say there's Squirt in it.

"What the hell is that?"

Snape: Squirt! Is that not the favorite drink of one Harry Potter?

"I don't even know what it is!"

Quirrell: Is it? I had no idea. Well, we'd better be going.

Snape: We?

Quirrell: I! I better be going, loud music hurts my ears.

Snape: Okay well I'll see you later than.

Quirrell: Or maybe you won't.

Snape: Or maybe I will.

"He probably will."

"Yup."

Dumbledore: Excuse me, it was my fault. Hey, Severus!

Snape: Oh, Headmaster.

Dumbledore: What're you doing here? Getting some punch, are yah?

Snape: Oh no, no, no, there's Squirt in that.

"Seriously, what is this stuff?"

Suddenly, on the table in front of them, several glasses of Squirt appeared.

"Um, okay…who wants to try it first?"

"Not me," Malfoy said quickly.

"Or me," Ginny said, eyeing the drink warily.

"Um, maybe Harry should," Ron said.

"Me!? Why me?"

"Well it's your favorite drink!"

"I've never even tasted this before!"

Hermione rolled her eyes. "I'll drink it, you big babies." She picked up a glass and took a sip. "Hm, not bad."

That was all the encouragement the others needed. Everyone picked up a glass and tasted it. Everyone immediately did a "spit-take", except for Harry.

"Gross! Hermione, you actually like this stuff?" Ginny said, wiping her mouth.

Hermione snorted and set her drink down. "No. I was just saying that so you would drink yours. God, this stuff is nasty."

"I like it." piped up Harry. Everyone stared at him and his now empty glass.

"What? It's actually very tasty."

"What have I done with my child!" James faked dramatically.

Dumbledore: Only Harry Potter likes that hog's shit, I'll stick to my Red Bull, thank-you-very-much.

Snape: Well, goodnight Headmaster.

Dumbledore: Severus, I-I saved this last dance for you.

"Great, now I have weird mental images of Snape and Dumbledore doing the cupid shuffle together."

Snape: Well, I would Headmaster but you see, well an old friend is coming back into town tonight. -giggles-

"Wonder who that could be," Harry said sarcastically while dramatically swooping his head to look at Tom, who raised his hands in surrender.

"I'm tired can we call it a night?" Ginny yawned.

A chorus of drowsy yeses were heard from everyone in the room.

Harry grabbed Ginny's hand and waited for everyone to go to their rooms before speaking.

"So about having to make up for my mistake…" Harry trailed off feeling his cheeks burn.

Ginny gave him a sly smile before leading him into the kitchen. " I think we can start here," she whispered before pulling him into a passionate kiss. Harry lifted her onto the counter (cliché right?) to continue their makeout session after a few moments.

"Godric, what does a guy gotta do to get a peaceful glass of water!" Sirius cried. Harry pulled apart from the kiss, breathing heavily, and laid his forehead on Ginny's with a playful smile on his face. He stood up straight sighing and turned to find a very innocent look Sirius casually sipping water from a glass.

"Was very entertaining though. Sure Prongs would love to hear the details. Well, carry on!" he winked as Harry's face to paled and then flushed the infamous Weasley red. Sirius literally skipped out of the kitchen and I grabbed Harry's hand.

"Forget about the prat," I laughed. "We have our own business to attend to."

Yet another one! My most intimate one yet! No clue if should be celebrating that or not. Oh well. THIS IS ALSO MY LONGEST CHAPTER SO FAR! GO ME! But not by much haha. Finally added some Dramione and H/G action in there along with a cute little Godfather/ Godson interaction that I couldn't resist! I love writing Sirius. His attitude is so playful and fun to play around and work with! Well R&R!

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P.S. Probably not going to get to act 2 by the end of the day... i will tomorrow though! Got about 4 more! yay! I need motivation!