There wasn't some big hoopla after Charles and I broke up. Everything just went back to normal. In fact, I made a new friend. He was a first year Gryffindor at the time and just the sweetest thing. He's a metro sexual, as Ananda says, because he knows all the latest fashion trends and he's like a great person to talk to about anything because he never judges anyone. I guess having a famous fashion designer for a mother did that for him. Jake, Ananda, Maria, and I became much closer. We still talked to Emmeline and Jennifer, but they'd made new friends too. It was a change that had to be made.

At the end of the year, we were invited to the annual Hide n Go Seek party. It was for third years and up, but since Charles and I became sort of friends after we broke up, Ananda, Maria, Jake and I got invited. It was so much fun. Michaelson was there with a couple of his friends too, but besides the greeting sneer we didn't talk much.

In third year most of us kept on taking History of Magic. Hermione was just the coolest teacher and we had a lot of fun in that class. I took on arithmetic and ancient runes. Ananda and Maria took the same, while Jennifer and Emmeline took ancient runes and divination. Michaelson took Care of Magical Creatures and divination.

So now my peace was over after fourth year. Somehow I knew the two years of peace wouldn't last.

"Are you having a quince?" Ananda asked. Maleah was just lagging around in her room talking to Ananda on the Wiz-Phone.

"I actually don't know. Besides, I know barely anything about my Hispanic culture," Maleah reminded Ananda.

"Then learn about it," Ananda insisted. "I mean, you have cornucopia of cultures that you can identify yourself with-."

"My mum was African and Colombian. Her grandfather or something was Russian. Daddy is like English and his mum was Irish. How is that a cornucopia of cultures?"

Ananda scoffed. "You get to celebrate St. Patrick's Day, and like Cinco de Mayo or something."

"I'm Colombian not a friggin Mexican!" Maleah cried outraged. "Anyway, I'll think about it. But there's like no time to plan a quincenaria. My birthday is July."

Ananda was not fazed. "Hello? It's called using your father's assistants. Make them do something useful."

Maleah was still laughing at Ananda's audacity when she knocked on her father's office door a few hours later. Ginny was sitting on his desk giggling about something and her father was obviously trying to do something but couldn't help the smirk on his face. Maleah didn't want her imagination to go any further than that.

She stepped tentatively into the room and shut it softly behind her. Her father looked up and smiled-Ginny just shot her a cold smile. "May I help you?" Harry asked waving at the chair in front of his desk.

Maleah sat and wringed her fingers together. "Um, I was thinking," she began. "You know that Mum was part Colombian," in the back of Maleah's mind, she registered Ginny's stiffness at the mention of her mother.

Harry nodded expectantly.

"Well, I'm turning fifteen next month and I was kind of hoping for a quince. That's when a girl turns fifteen and she's like introduced to society, it's this big party and everything, and I know it's last minute, I didn't even think of it until Ananda mentioned it to me-." Maleah stopped her ramblings.

"You're right," Harry agreed. "This is awfully short notice but-."

"Harry! You cannot possibly be considering this!" Ginny exclaimed.

Maleah's stomach sunk. If Ginny said no then her party would not happen.

"Why not?" Harry asked with an irritated glance shot at Ginny.

"There is a month, if that, until her birthday! It is impossible to arrange a party in that time. Plus, she knows nothing about this so called Hispanic culture. What would people think if we threw her some quesadilla party?"

"She is right here," Maleah snapped. "It's a quincenaria! And my mother was part Colombian and I have every right on earth to wish celebrate that culture with this party!" Maleah turned to her father pleadingly. "I have never asked you for anything, Daddy! Please let me have this party!"

Harry sighed and rubbed his eyes after taking off his glasses. "Maleah-."

Maleah didn't stay to listen. She knew what the answer was. "Thanks a lot, Father. I appreciate your time," she said coldly before leaving.

It wasn't fair. Not at all. Whatever Ginny said always went and it was high time that Maleah did something for herself. So she took her Wiz-Phone and four-wayed Ananda, Maria, and Jake.

"Shopping," Maleah ordered. "Now. Meet me outside Versace."

"Roger," Jake said.

"Okay," Maria said.

"See you in ten," Ananda replied.

Maleah changed out of her Mara the Charmstress pajamas and into muggle clothes consisting of a pair of G-Unit jeans and a RocaWear cami. She picked up her beaded Bijou Terner purse, piled in all the muggle money and the credit card for emergencies plus her Wiz-Phone and left the room.

"Where are you going?" Sirius asked as Maleah jogged down the stairs.

Maleah froze and realized something. She didn't put on any shoes. "Throw me down my gold Chinese slippers and I'll let you come," Maleah promised her brother.

Five minutes later the two were riding in the back of the family car while their father's driver drove them to downtown London. "So because Father won't give you your party, you're going to spend all his money?" Sirius asked.

Maleah regarded her eight year old brother. Then she thought about his question. "Pretty much, yeah."

"Dad's going to kill you," was all Sirius said.

He didn't try to talk her out of it and for that Maleah was grateful. Jake was already there when Maleah and Sirius pulled up. She introduced the two quickly before Maria pulled up. By the time she finished introducing Sirius to Jake, Maria, as well, Ananda had shown up. Sirius dutifully kissed Ananda's cheek and they all ventured into Versace.

"So what exactly are we looking for?" Maria asked.

Jake and Ananda shot her scandalized looks. "You go shopping to find something totally hot and by surprise. Only losers and poor people only go shopping when they need something," Jake informed her.

Maria's eyes widened and she rolled them exaggeratingly. "Whatever," she sang.

Maleah knew the moment she walked in that she didn't want anything in the store. She didn't say anything though because she saw Ananda head straight for a gold dress near the wall.

"What do you think?" Ananda asked Jake. They always asked Jake's opinion.

"It clashes with the silver of your eyes," he told her absently as he perused a wall full of shoes. "Hmm…my mum's birthday is coming soon."

"So's my mums," Sirius exclaimed.

Maleah rolled her eyes. "Uh, Hot Lips? I think Ginny's birthday is in October or something."

"August 11th," he said quietly.

Maleah flushed. "Sorry."

Sirius shook his head as if to say "don't worry about it" and went to look at shoes with Jake.

"Oh, I feel like a heel," Maleah muttered.

Ananda rolled her eyes. "Oh, get over yourself! The longest conversation you've had with the woman included her telling you that you're an ugly, anorexic cow!"

"She's still my stepmother," Maleah argued. "I should at least know her birthday for goodness sakes. She knows mine."

"Only because your birthday is the day before your father's," Maria reminded her while she tried on sunglasses.

"Face it, babe," Ananda said as she joined Maria. "Ginny Weasley doesn't give a flying bludger about you. I don't think you should give her the satisfaction of actually feeling guilty over her."

"Potter," Maleah corrected. "Ginny Weasley Potter. As in she's family. As in even though she may want me to fall fifty feet from a bloody broomstick I have to at least show her some respect."

"Oh, you're so naïve," Maria murmured.

"No, she's not," Ananda said as if Maleah were not there. "She's stupid. A big idiot."

"Sticks and stones," Maleah sang. "Are you ready yet?" she cried finally frustrated with the store.

"I'm done," Jake announced with two bags. Sirius was with him.

"What did you buy?" Maleah asked.

"Three pairs of shoes. Four sunglasses," Jake answered easily.

"And who paid for it?"

Jake blinked. "My mum's bank account?"

"Oh, Jake," Maria laughed as they walked out of the store hand in hand.

"So no quince?" Ananda asked. It was later that evening and Ananda and Maria had decided to sleep over at Maleah's.

"No quince," Maleah nodded.

"That really blows," Maria said sympathetically.

"Ginny is such a cow," Ananda muttered wincing as Maleah brushed through a knot in her waist long black hair.

Maria braided her dark brown hair while she sat on Maleah's vanity. "She really is," Maria agreed. "I mean, it's not as if she had anything better to do. She could've helped you plan the party."

"She got herself in a tizzy because she thought someone would be outraged to be reminded of Harry Potter's daughter's African and Mexican heritage," Maleah muttered. "She called the party a quesadilla you guys."

Maria broke into laughter. "Are you serious?"

"Is she mad?" Ananda muttered. "A quesadilla?"

"Speaking of, I'm actually in the mood for Taco Bell," Maria mentioned.

"Fatty," Maleah teased.

"Oh, like you can talk," Maria shot back, smiling. "If your hips get any larger you'll need to widen the doorways!"

"Yeah, your booty is rocking everywhere," Ananda agreed.

"Stop quoting American music before you choke on a lyric," Maleah muttered.

The group laughed and gossiped to the end of the night and it wasn't until Miss Tonya woke them the next morning did they realize that they'd fallen asleep at all. And it hit Maleah, as she watched her friends leave through floo, that she wouldn't change a thing about her crazy girlfriends.

I had a lot of fun writing this chapter. I had originally planned just to skip to 5th year, but I thought this would be too cute, plus it's one of the last times I get to make Ginny mean before she's finally redeemed. I know-about time! Emmer, emmer, that's about it really. OH-I updated sooner than I expected. Who am I kidding, I love updating this story, I'm just terrified of being behind when I finally post the sequel to LMACO.