A/N: James isn't in touch with his Lily radar...

Disclaimer I: Do not own Harry Potter etc

Disclaimer II: Do not own the lyrics mentioned- Poison by Groove Coverage. It's my favourite dance song of all time (just a fun fact, Professor, adds a bit of interest) Also No Tomorrow by Orson, a song I wish I had actually written.

The Christmas Ball

James

Where the hell was Sirius? We were supposed to be depressed together. I had several reasons to be depressed. A) Lily was nowhere to be seen. 2) I was supposed to be a Three Musketeer, but other Musketeers had buggered off and the costume is not looking so cool! Other Musketeers have to be located to complete the outift! Also I can't deny the fact that I just said A, and then 2.

Sirius came over, grinning, but the smile disappeared when he noticed lack of Peter.

'Where's Ho's Bitch?' This was the current name given to Peter.

'With Ho.' This was the current give name for Andrea. Both names were appropriate and given accordingly.

'Great. His missingness totally ruins our outifts,' Sirius grumbled.

'Now we're just two wimps in wigs,' I said regretfully, and Sirius nodded sorrowfully.

The massive stage started to fill with smoke.

'Fire!' a few idiotic people screeched. 'We're all going to die!' screamed someone hysterically.

A theatrical, booming voice cut over the frenzied, hystericalness.'We present to you...fairytale!'

Four figures had spotlights thrown on them. A guy and a girl stood together at opposite ends of the stage. The guys wore the same outfit, black trousers and fancy, embroidered jackets. But they had different neckties, black and white, to match the girls they were standing with. The girl's dresses were actually impressive. The black dress was a corset, with a ruffly long trail and a ruffled velvet mask. The white dress was also corset style, in two sections: lace and sequined, with a billowing satin skirt.

Music started up, slow, throbbing, steady beats.

The two girls spun into the middle and ripped their skirts off! Yeah! (They were wearing short ra-ra skirts underneath. But still!) The crowd cheered, and most of the male population wolf whistled. Then probably got slapped by their offended dates.

Names appeared, in glittering silver above all their heads.

Chelsea Dagger. John K Rowland. Cinderella. Prince Charming. (Over near the speakers, in barely visible silhoutte) Steven Delfino. An explosive BANG, and the word FAIRYTALE blasted over their heads.

The music beat faster. Faster. Faster. Stage smoke kept pouring out from nowhere. It was incredibly cool.

"Your cruel device
your blood, like ice
One look, could kill
My pain, your thrill...

I wanna love you but I better not touch
I wanna hold you, but my senses tell me to stop
I wanna kiss you but I want it too much
I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison
Your poison running through my veins
Your poison
I don't wanna break these chains..."

Chelsea Dagger and Cinderella broke away from each other on the high note of 'chains', relunctantly, to dance with their respective guys. And they had been dancing tres slutty, grinding and everything! It was superhott. They were way sexier than Summer Lake, and just about every guy in the Hall had the hots for them! Why wouldn't they? They were stunning, and sexy, and sluttily dancing together. If a guy says a fantasy of his isn't two girls dancing dirty like that together then he's lying.

"I wanna love you," sang Chelsea Dagger, running her hands over John Rowland's face and then down his chest.

"B-b-but I better not," sang Cinderella, doing the same to Prince Charming.

"I wanna love you." "B-b-but I better not."
"I wanna love you." "B-b-but I better not."
"I wanna love you." "B-b-but I better not."

Leg draping, hip grinding, hand running... It was seriously sexy. The girls tried to break away from the guys but they dragged them back, kissing down their necks. The girls broke free...

"Your mouth, so hot
Your web, I'm caught
Your skin, so wet
Black lace, on sweat..

I hear you calling and it's needles and pins
I wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name
Don't wanna touch you but you're under my skin
I wanna kiss you but your lips are venomous poison
Your poison running through my veins
Your poison
I don't wanna break these chains...

Poison!"

They snaked around each other, spun away, connected only by their palms. They spun in again...

"One look, could kill
My pain, your thrill..."

AND OH MY GODS.

THEY KISSED! Full on frontal snogging! The Hall blew up. Screaming applause.

'Wow,' I said, awestruck.

'So hot,' said Sirius, in the same state.

And as the last of the stage smoke cleared, and the last of the frenzied applause died down, the band shifted instruments around the stage and took their places. The drums started banging, the guitars started twanging, and Chelsea Dagger moved her fingers up and down the keyboard like they were born there... Prince Charming took centre stage, and began to sing...

"Let's go to a rave and behave like we're tripping
Simply 'cause we're so in love
Funny hats shiny pants
All we need for some romance
Go get dolled up and I'll pick you up

There's no line for you and me cos tonight we're VIP.
I know somebody at the door
I see that twinkle in your eye you shake your ass and I just die
Let's check our coats and move out to the floor.."

'That guy's a good singer!' I yelled to Sirius, over the singing.

'Yeah. He looks kind of familiar...'

'I thought that too...' I trailed off, 'cause I was distracted by a whip of red hair. The girl was dancing with her date, wearing a cool costume- white and gold dress, with really wicked tattoos painted on her arms. Her date was wearing a similar costume, but black and gold... And not a dress.

He was lucky, but not extremely, because I don't think the girl was Lily Evans.

XxX.