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IX.
Quidditch! Or not...?
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The set topic: Monster Ball
Summary: Ron attends an unusual ball.
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The hall was crowded, but no band or tables with food in sight.
Confused, Ron turned to his partner: "Lavender, it's wonderful, but where are some refreshments?"
"But, honey..." she snuggled up to him. "It just arrived."
"Where? Wait... That looks like a real dragon... There's a werewolf! For Merlin's pants! That's Voldemort!"
"I told you we´re going to the Monster Ball," Lavender drawled sweetly.
"I thought it should be a masquerade..."
"Making mistakes is naturally human... You're our main course."
Terrified, Ron caught a glimpse of his salvation. "Professor Dumbledore! We must escape!"
The Headmaster just smiled, while Lavender shook her head: "Little redhead, you're so naive. Dumbledore leads us all..."
