Chapter Seven- The worst Halloween Dance ever: Part Two

Marcela and Anne had teamed up and ignored Chris all day. Andrew was caught in between, even though he admitted Anne and Marcela were right. Chris chose to stop begging Anne for forgiveness and ignored her too.

Anne wanted to tell Marcela about Wayne's unfinished confession, but she didn't find the right moment. Marcela seemed all excited of going with Ricky Larsen, so Anne decided to tell her the next day.

Anne and Marcela got ready for the dance. Marcela dressed up like a fairy and Anne was an exact copy of a vampire. Anne's hair was messier than usual but since it was a costume party, Anne felt quite happy about it. She was still mad at Chris, but she realized she couldn't be angry with him forever. Maybe they could sort things out at the dance.

Anne and Marcela walked down the girls' staircase, and they saw that a lot of Gryffindors were there. Anne felt a bit uncomfortable with the fake fangs she was wearing so she took them off for a little while.

Anne restrained a laugh when she saw Andrew dressed up as Hagrid. "You look just like him," Marcela giggled as Andrew ran his fingers through his fake beard.

"I know," Andrew said in a deep voice and they burst out laughing.

"And June?" Anne asked.

"She's still upstairs," Andrew sighed. "Women. They take so long to get ready."

"Hi." Chris was standing there, wearing regular muggle clothes. "Where's your costume?" Anne asked.

"This is my costume," Chris said. "I'm dressed up as the biggest idiot ever."

"Okay, well, take off that mask because it's creeping me out," Anne mocked. Chris shrugged and looked at the floor.

"Chris, I'm not mad at you," Anne said. "Well, maybe a little. Bu we have been friends for almost five years and I don't want to ruin this."

"Me neither," Chris said. "And believe me when I say that you're not my last option."

"Okay, I believe you," Anne said and gave Chris a hug.

"Don't suck any blood out from me," Chris said. "You might get poisoned."

Anne laughed and saw that Chris looked at something behind her. Anne turned around and blinked.

James was standing in the middle of the room dressed up as…

"Nice one, James," Chris said as they walked toward him. James was disguised as none other but famous Harry Potter.

"Very original," Anne said sarcastically. "I like the scar in your forehead."

"Hey, I wasn't prepared," James explained. "But I'm a success with the ladies."

"Only twelve years old and he already thinks he's the center of the universe," Anne sighed mockingly.

"Why aren't you disguised?" James asked Chris.

"I am disguised," Chris said. "I'm a muggle."

James frowned and shook his head. "You're weird," James muttered and left.

Anne and Chris laughed and walked over to Marcela and Andrew. June was already there, dressed up as a mermaid.

"You are a good looking mermaid," Chris said. June blushed as she held Andrew's hand.

"Hagrid and a mermaid?" Marcela chuckled. "Anne, I've got to go, Ricky is waiting for me outside the portrait hole."

Marcela left and Chris stared after her. " A man knows when he has to give up," Chris sighed. "She seems very happy with that guy. Maybe I should move on."

"Maybe," Anne said. "But maybe not. Marcela still likes you, but you have to make a move."

"But making a move would mean giving up the benefits of snogging her sister," Chris said and Anne rolled her eyes.

"Yeah, I'm being quite insensible," Chris said. "But I'm a guy."

"That's no excuse," Anne snapped. "Now, are we going out or not?"

"Of course," Chris said.

At the Great Hall

The Great Hall was very well decorated, unless you counted the creepy fake bodies that shouted at you every time you passed by.

"Now, that's very scary," Chris said calmly as Anne jumped for the fifth time.

"God, I hate them," Anne said. She looked around and saw Wayne. She tried hard not to grin widely and Chris turned around.

"You give me nausea," Chris said, sounding disgusted. "You two dressed up as vampires. Could you be more perfect for each other?"

Anne cleared her throat and felt Wayne's eyes on her. "Shut up, Chris," Anne said, as she looked around and saw Wayne and Wanda walking toward them.

"Wow, Potter, you and my boyfriend are dressed up like vampires," Wanda said, sounding amused. "Now, that's a weird coincidence."

"You think?" Anne asked. "Well, it's weird."

"Where's your costume?" Wayne asked Chris.

"For the quadrillionth time," Chris said as he rolled his eyes. "I'm dressed up like a Muggle. Can't you see it? How thick are you?"

Chris stomped away, leaving Anne feeling embarrassed. "He's not like that all the time," Anne mumbled.

"I'm glad," Wanda said. "But I doubt he's a nicer boyfriend than Wayne. Wayne is beyond perfect."

"Really? I do hope he's as romantic as Chris." Those words escaped Anne's mouth before she could help it. Wayne looked disappointed and Wanda smiled gleefully.

"So… you and Keedsler are together?" Wayne said in disbelief. "I didn't know."

"Well…" Anne bit her lip nervously.

"Oh, honey , it was obvious," Wanda said, holding Wayne's hand and making Anne feel furious. "They are always together. Oh, dear Anne, and there you had me thinking you liked Wayne, when you are obviously in love with Christopher Keedsler."

Wayne looked away and Anne said nothing. "Well, I apologize for my mistaken thoughts," Wanda said maliciously. "Wayne, we should go. See you, Annie!"

Wanda and Wayne walked away, leaving Anne feeling very angry but at the same time confused.

"Finished talking to that oaf?" Chris said sulkily as he came back. "I swear, one more question about my costume and I will kill someone."

"Chris, you're my boyfriend," Anne said blankly.

"Wow, I'm honored, but…" Chris mocked. "Isn't tradition that I ask you out first?"

"Look, I made a mistake and Wayne kind of thinks that we're dating," Anne explained as they walked to one of the tables to sit down.

"Wayne thinks that you're dating? Or Wayne thinks that you and I are dating?" Chris snorted.

"Chris, stop it," Anne snapped. "Believe me, you would be the last guy in the Universe I would ever date."

"I thought that was Kurt Hurty," Chris spat.

"Shut up," Anne muttered as Marcela and Ricky walked over to them, holding hands.

"Where I come from, holding hands is a signal of dating," Chris muttered angrily.

"Hi, guys!" Marcela said happily. "Great news!"

"What?" Anne asked.

"Ricky and I are dating!" Marcela grinned. Ricky smiled self-consciously and shrugged.

Chris rolled his eyes and Marcela chose to ignore him. "Since you are my friends," Marcela said, putting emphasis in the word friends. "You had to know from me, not someone else."

Chris said nothing and Anne grinned. "We think that's great," Anne said, elbowing Chris hard on the ribs.

"Sure, glad, yeah, whatever," Chris said, not looking at Marcela.

"Not the talkative type, are you?" Ricky said. "And by the way, where's your costume?"

Marcela and Anne burst out laughing and Chris got red on the face. "I'll tell you were my costume is," Chris said, standing up. "You just take your hand down to your behind and you-"

"Look, the band is here!" Someone exclaimed and Chris stopped talking. Marcela and Ricky walked away and Chris sat down again.

"Urgh, I hate dancing," Anne said.

"Join the club," Chris said. Suddenly, everyone was dancing and Anne felt a bit bored. She tried hard not to look over at Wanda and Wayne, but it was a bit difficult since they kept passing close to her.

"Would you like to dance?" Meredith was standing in front of Chris, her hand stretched out.

"Of course," Chris said, taking her hand. Anne frowned as Meredith took Chris away and crossed her arms. She knew that Chris was dancing with Meredith out of spite, but Anne felt hurt because Chris was her date.

Andrew and June passed by her table a bit later and stayed with her for a long period of time. Anne knew they were doing it out of sympathy and she felt embarrassed. "You know what? It's late, and I have Quidditch practice," Anne lied.

"Really? I thought you-" Andrew stopped at the look on Anne's face and nodded. "Sure, good night, Anne."

"Good night," June said merrily and Anne waved.

"Bye, guys." Anne got out of the Great Hall and found it deserted. She walked down a corridor and heard some pretty personal noises and she frowned. She turned a corner and saw Meredith and Chris. Kissing.

Anne thought that they were glued together, and felt her stomach lurch unpleasantly. She walked away, unnoticed by the couple.

She finally arrived to Gryffindor Tower and entered the Common Room. And sitting there…

"Wayne?" Anne blurted. "I thought… I thought you were downstairs."

"Wanda got busy with her friends," Wayne said. "And I got bored. Come and sit down with me."

Anne sat next to Wayne and sighed. "Anne, I got something to tell you," Wayne said seriously. "Look, I was walking down a corridor and I saw Chris-"

"Snogging Meredith Parker," Anne interrupted. "There's no need to tell me. I know."

Wayne remained silent for a moment, and Anne felt furious toward Chris. "I'm sorry," Wayne said. "I know exactly how you feel. It's not easy to see the person you love kissing someone else."

"Yeah," Anne said automatically. "I mean, I don't love Chris. We're not even dating. I'm sorry I lied to you."

Wayne looked at her and smiled. "I knew something was wrong in there," Wayne grinned. "And I'm not talking about Chris's costume."

Anne laughed and Wayne chuckled. "You have a beautiful smile," Wayne said, and Anne blushed deeply.

Anne looked at him and their eyes met. Wayne leaned toward Anne, and put his hands on her cheeks.

Anne felt Wayne's breath teasing her lips and she closed her eyes...

"Upstairs? Are you sure?" Wayne and Anne drew away quickly and Anne gasped. Chris and Meredith were standing in front of them, and Chris's grin vanished. Meredith smiled maliciously and winked at Anne.

"I… Well… I," Anne started.

"You don't have to explain anything to me," Chris said blankly. He took Meredith's hand and they walked to the boys dormitories. Wayne and Anne heard a door close and they looked at each other.

"I shouldn't have done that," Wayne said. "I have a girlfriend."

"I know," Anne said, feeling miserable.

"Let's pretend this didn't happen," Wayne said nervously. "It was a mistake. I… I have to go."

Anne didn't see Wayne walk away. She had been so happy for a few seconds, and now she felt really miserable. She wanted to talk to someone.

And for the very first time in her life, Anne Potter felt like the loneliest person in the world.

A/N: As soon as I wrote about Chris and Meredith going upstairs I thought "Oh my God, sex in Hogwarts?" But let's face it… It's plausible, isn't it?