Author: Ann Leony
Summary: Ron is furious!
A/N: This was inspired by a picture of Draco Malfoy leaning on a stone wall during Care of Magical Creatures. The list, I tried to make it all man, but I have to include girls because I don't know that many characters, and you could only use original character that much. Have to do more homework and Cedric is not Dead cause he's too beautiful to die. I'm not going to do interviews on all the character as 1) I don't know that much about most them 2) the fic would be too long, as I like to have background story for the ones I do give interviews and 3) I just don't want you guys to get bored.

By the way, if they are any mistakes in name or spelling of some things, I apologizes beforehand. I'm at college and I don't have any of the books for reference. I'm living of other fictions.

I don't own any of the characters. All extended to Potter verse are the property of J. K. Rowling and her associates. I'm just playing around her brainchild.

Chapter Sixteen

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Jubilee washed his hair, making it softer and smelled nicer, dry it with a towel and pick up a pair of scissors. He looked at Harry and grinned.

Harry gulped.

Maybe it won't be so bad. It could be worse. Jubilee could be using a bowl on top of his head as Aunt Petunia used to do. However, as she moved around him, snipping here and there, he decided that she was indeed skillful. She, however, did not have any hesitation in getting rid of any hair on his head that she thought he might not need. She actually started to perspired after five minutes, and her eyes maintain on Harry's head the whole time.

She finishes with blow-drying his hair and styling it with a round brush. His fringe ended right above his eyelashes, covering his caterpillar of eyebrows. the back of his hair, while shorter, look almost like his old shaggy mane, only they don't seems to have a whole forest of Acromantulas lost in it. Jubilee, turned him towards the mirror and Harry let out a gasped. ' Oh my God! It's that me?'

She then start applying something on his face in pale brownish colour, making, magically all the blemishes on his face to disappear. Harry Potter had perfect skin. Imagine that.

After that, she pulled him of the chair and shoved him into a small changing room where his change of clothes was already hanging on a peg. He put on the pair of jeans, a pair of white sneakers, a two piece t-shirt, the inside was dark blue, long sleeved, and the outside was a short sleeved t-shirt, in gray with blue lettering. He was also provided with a brown coloured muffler that Jubilee later let just hanging on his shoulder.

After she deemed him ready, Jubilee escorted Harry to the photo shoot site. He saw Colin, working his camera, and Dennis waving his wand over a park bench, when he realized that the whole place was in between dark brown and gold. The autumn leaves, magicked by Dennis, makes the whole place look warm, despite the fact that it's nearing winter. It might look warm, but it sure doesn't feel like it, so Harry was glad for the two piece shirt and the muffler.

The part which brought a smile to his face is really the fact that Hermione, with hands pointing to something, giving instructions before he came, kind of stuck that way, as soon as she head his voice, turn her head and saw him. Her face change from absolute shock, to a like dreamy gazing. He was starting to get terrified that she won't be able to move again.

"Hermione? Are you alright? Can you move?" he look around at the others that were working around him. " Is she going to be fine?" At that Hermione seemed to be out of her stupor and shake her head as if it was filled with water.

" I'm fine. We should start the photo shoot. I wouldn't want us to miss the dateline. Besides, Colin said he had a Gobstone Club Meeting before dinner and it's already almost four." Hermione recovered.

Colin seemed impatient and seems to scream at everyone to get ready, but the excitement did not left his eyes. He directed Harry to the Bench and asked Dennis to give him the props, a small sized Coffee Bean styled take away cup and some newspapers. He said an incantation and as soon as Harry sat on the bench, all the people around him disappeared. All he could hear was Colin's voice.

"Harry, just relax and do what you normally do when you go reading in the park. We are not here and just be as natural as you can." And for the next fifteen minutes Harry felt that he was really alone, reading newspaper on a park bench and sipping coffee. He did not know that behind the illusion breathtaking pictures were being taken. Harry, stretching on the bench trying to catch a stray piece of newspaper. Harry, laughing, all teeth showing, smiling at a piece of cartoon strip. Harry, balancing the cup on his knee when closing the newspapers because he needs both of his hands, with a smile on his face.

All of a sudden the illusion melted and again Harry was hit by the noise and colours of the others. Colin asked him to walk from the edge of the lane towards the camera. Again, as soon as Harry reach the edge of the lane, nobody seems to be around and for the first few steps, he was apprehensive, but then he eased up and walked with his usual swagger. A kind of hesitant yet calm walk with even paced steps. The short lane seemed to be endless and when a gust of cold wind blew at him, he pulled his face tighter into the muffler, with his left hand still in his side pocket.

A bird flew past him, a quirky little robin, as a shower of leaves fall down and Harry smiled at the robin. At that shot, even Colin took a sharp breath. He then decided that picture will be in the calendar. Harry, his face turned up towards the robin, with his hands in his jeans pocket, the muffler wrapping his neck, nearing his cheeks and his face is framed by falling leaves. Perfect.

Harry was just saying goodbye to the robin when suddenly the spell wavered and again the crowd was visible. He was told to go back to the tent and wash the makeup off of his face. He then changed back into his shirt and pants and went out to find Hermione. She was waiting by the side of the tent when he put his head out of the flap and they decided to walk back together. It was going to be a long walk back to the castle and Hermione had that look in her eyes.

"All right Hermione, just spit it out." Harry said with a grin.

Hermione looked sheepish but she was never one who turned down chances. " It's really nothing Harry but as it is my job as editor that I have to look at the interviews before they were sent to Josh for editing, I was surprised by something I read in there. I just really want to ask you if it's true."

Harry smirked, Ron would definitely found out faster if Hermione thinks it's true. He definitely liked where this is going.

" Oh Hermione, you must be talking about that thing with Neville. I'm surprised you didn't know. We got together three days ago. He's really wonderful about it. " Inside, Harry was practically cackling.

"But I thought you like Ron, all the confessions and as you must have noticed you had just told Colin this, the whole school will know by dinner time." Hermione actually let her anxiousness show.

" Well, I got over Ron, " Harry voice rose, with a hurt look in his eyes," and I'm seeing Neville now, and I don't care that the whole school knows. What can they do to me? Point at me? Whispering behind my back some more? If you hadn't noticed Hermione, they all do that anyway. This is just another point on how weird Harry Potter is to them."

" Alright, don't need to get uppity," Harry incredulously muttered 'uppity'," I just want to make sure you know what you're doing. You should just tell Ron how you feel. Get to know what he might say, instead of just haring of with the next bloke you meet."

Harry actually sniffed, his face darkens with hate, and smugly said," Oh, I know what he's going to say, Hermione and I know what I'm doing."

Hermione sighed, disappointed. She was dying to tell Harry how Ron really feel but it's still not her place. They arrived at the big door of the castle and saw Neville. Harry immediately make way towards him, and Hermione decided to leave the love birds alone. She walked towards the Great Hall.

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Harry jogged towards Neville as the other boys walk away from the closet door.

"Neville, wait up! I need to talk to you." He was starting to wheeze as he catch up with his classmate. Neville seems to be in a good mood, so that might cut Harry's chances of being murdered after he confessed what he did.

"Hey Harry, you got a hair cut. Look great. What's up?" He stopped walking and sat on one of the stone benches in the small alcoves by the inside garden. The day is ending and the sun is setting. Magically, the candles hanging on the side of the hallway lighted itself and illuminate Neville's peaceful face. Harry though he could really fall for Nev if he wasn't already in love with Ron. He decided that telling the truth in the most forward way is the only way to go.

"Neville, I told Colin that we're dating in my interview." and he averted his eyes, scared at the pity that he will see on Neville's face. He felt like he waited for the reaction for hours instead of seconds.

Neville was surprised but he feels that life had played him once in a while and that he had developed a weird sense of humor because of it. A person could not stand Snape, Slytherins and his grandmother (in that order) in the same life time if they are not slightly twisted in the head themselves. Harry seems to be anxious enough waiting for his answer and all desire to make his roommate wait for it flew out of the window.

"Harry, I'm not mad. I just want to know why you told Colin that we're going out. I mean, I don't even know that you were into, you know, guys. " Harry doesn't seem to be meaning and causing any harm so he felt no need to get hysterical. Besides, nobody would cares who he liked and the wizarding world, thanks to a few potions created in the last century, view male marriages as an eccentricity rather than a taboo.

"I was trying to get someone back, someone I liked. And your name just came out without me thinking. I mean, I really need your help. I'll even let you dump me in a few days, just promise me if anybody ask, you will confirm the rumour." Harry gave a pleading grin, hoping that Neville will agree with his proposition.

Nobody would believe he would dump Harry, but that's not his problem. Harry is one of his best friends and he would help him in any way he can. It seems that he had become quite an important person today. Everybody is asking him favours.

"Alright Harry, I'll help. But promise me you know what you're doing and nobody is going to be hurt by this. I couldn't take that on my conscience." and he took Harry's hand and walk him to dinner.

Harry smiled, he could always count on Neville for anything. " I promise, nobody would be hurt," but me, he added to himself.

TBC.

A/N: Neville is just the nicest guy ever. He is so under appreciated, most of the time. He has a great set of hair in the new movie. And skinny too. If only he could get to Hermione's parents for braces. But that is just me talking. The next one is coming really soon.