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Quick Note: I will be changing Brooklyn's surname from Strong to Stronghold.
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"What about her?"
"Nope"
"Her?"
"Na-uh"
"OK her she's fit."
"Dean she's picking her nose!"
Rolling his eyes back down to the Quidditch magazine he was currently flipping through, the Halloween dance was no more than a week away and Ron had upped his game of finding a date for Harry. For the past 3 weeks Ron had continuously picked out girls for Harry but he turned them down left right and centre sometimes his comments not to pleasing; the game had attracted the attention of their other dorm mates so every night before dinner and after dinner they found themselves posted around the entrance hall pointing out potential girlfriends. Today was Saturday and they all found themselves seated underneath a tree by the black late watching girls enjoying the rare day of sunshine trying to find dates for Harry.
"Come on Harry pick someone." Ron begged "What about her...Hufflepuff not bad to look at."
Lowering his magazine Harry looked at the girl in question, she was seated in a gang of her friends a few feet from them giggling over a magazine; she was pretty that much he would admit she had a nice smile, nice blonde hair and a reasonable body but something was missing.
"I...don't...know," He frowned "I guess she's ok but...I don't know."
"Harry," Seamus moved to sit next to him leaning against the thick stump of the tree "Who do you want to go with?"
"I don't want to go full stop."
"Well your going Hermione dragged you to Hogsmead bought a costume so your going," Ron snapped squinting in the sun, looking at the girls "Urgh gross. Harry please just pick someone."
"I can't just pick someone," He shrugged reading a interesting article about the national Quidditch team England's newest additions "I have to spend the evening with them."
"Not necessary." Neville shrugged.
"Yes necessarily he will not be interrupting mine and Mione's evening, so Potter find a damn date." Ron advised wisely.
"You find me a date since you sooo good at it." Harry drawled "The last girlfriend I had couldn't get over her last boyfriend so no, you take a stab at it."
"Harry we're not saying you have to marry the poor girl," Dean said knowingly, "Just take her to the ball spin her around the floor a couple times drink some punch or whatever then bring her back to the room of requirements for the after party myself and a few others are organising."
"What after party? Why wasn't I told of no after party?"
"Because your girlfriend is head girl and we don't want her catching wind of it." Seamus shrugged. "Oh look at those three...Harry if you can get any one of them to be your date I'll...do your Charms homework for the rest of the month."
"Really" Lowering his magazine intrigued, Harry looked to where Seamus was gazing and felt his stomach tighten.
Brooke Strong was messing around with her two friends the niece of his pain in the ass Rose Skeeter and their friend Cassie Wilson who happened to be the daughter of Reese Wilson the assistant manager to Puddlemere United. Brooke's hair was curly again and blowing behind her in the wind as she jumped on her friend's back with a war cry making them both tumble to the grass.
Ever since that evening in the library Harry found himself thinking about Brooke more and more, she hadn't spoken a word to him since but if they passed in the hall on their way to class she was send him a small wink or in class he found himself seated behind her watching the back of her head with interest.
"Naw Harry can't get them." Dean stated standing to his feet, brushing off his jeans in anticipation "There to sophisticated and smart. I however just might be able too"
"Aren't you taking Lavender to the ball?" Neville quizzed his friend.
"Yes to the official ball but not to our ball maybe I'll ask Brooke she looks like my type of female."
"How do you know she doesn't have a date?" Harry asked standing also, his magazine long forgotten.
"Because Malfoy's practically threatened every possible male from stepping close to her." He informed.
Harry grinned "Really even though he's taking Pansy?"
"Yep their 3 week thing seems to have blinded him, he honestly believes that Brooke will be his anybody who takes her will piss him off great-HEY!"
Harry took off walking confidently towards Brooke and her friends knowing his were sure to follow which they were. Stuffing his hands in the pocket of his black hoodie Harry pulled a bit of that Gryffindor braveness everyone seems to be talking about and stood in front of the 3 seated girls.
"Hey Brooke." He smiled.
She looked up at him with a curious smile "Err hey Potter is...something the matter?" They stood as Harry's friends approached "Hey Neville."
"Hey Brooklyn." He mumbled.
"Is there a reason your all standing here?" Rose asked bluntly, her arms folded and a no nonsense look on her pretty face.
"Yes there is actually...right Harry?"
Harry had been staring at Brooke her eyes to be more clear and she him both had small smiles on their faces as if they knew something the other's didn't.
"Harry," Ron elbowed him in the ribs making him flinch "Sorry but was there a reason you came over."
"Err yea," He muttered nervously, his hand reached up to his hair running it through "Umm Brooke do you...maybe...I don't know want to possibly...somehow err...be my date for the umm-"
"Oh spit it out Potter," Rose cut in irritable "We're not getting any younger."
"Shut up Rose." Cassie snapped, rolling her eyes at her friend she looked at Harry giving a smile of encouragement "Go on."
"Right" He took a deep breath sighing "Do you want to go to the ball with me?"
Cassie gasped dramatically clutching Brooke's upper arm in anticipation knowing her friend was going to say yes.
"Me?"
"Yea do you?"
"I thought you was going with Ginny Weasley?"
"HUH." That came from all of Harry's party including Harry.
"Who said that?" Ron asked stepping forward
"Your sister I over-heard her telling Luna your going as the Phantom of the Opera and she as Christina" Brooke frowned "Right?"
"No," Harry shook his head "I'm asking you so will you."
"If your not going with Ginny then sure." She grinned "I'd love too."
"Err great I'll umm see you later then...to hash out the details" He offered staring to walk away slowly.
"What details are there you'll obviously meet her in the entrance hall at 7." Rose stated bored.
"Rose honey" Brooke turned to her "Shut your face and Harry I'll see you around" With a wink she walked off dragging Rose behind her.
"Don't mind Rose." Cassie preached "She's a little jealous bug sometimes we haven't been asked yet."
"Really." Seamus pushed Harry out the way "You don't have a date?"
"No why do you want to take me?" She offered
"Err yea."
"Great see you." With a flash of her bright smile Cassie walked off in the direction of her arguing friends.
"Let's go sort out Ginny." Ron offered slamming his hand on Harry's shoulder.
"Err yea." With one last look at Brooke Harry left with his friends unaware of Brooke watching his retreating figure with a small smile on her face.
That evening when Hermione entered the Gryffindor common room not only was she met by the warmth of the roaring fire but also the screaming match between her boyfriend and his younger sister, while many other Gryffindors Harry included just watched on in either amazement or boredom.
"What's going on now?" She asked dropping into the space beside Harry.
He looked at her with a cynical smile "Long version or the brush of it?"
"The brush Harry please."
"Well I asked Brooke to be my date for the Halloween ball and she said yes"
"That's great Harry." Hermione beamed "She's a really nice girl."
"Really nice legs too." He added earning a glare from her "Oh come on you really expected me not to notice I am a boy after all. It would be very hard not to notice her legs, her chest, her bum even especially in those black jeans she wears." He sighed dreamily "I hope she wears them tomorrow."
"Harry your a pig." She frowned disgustedly "But that's nothing new especially when you reside in you-know-where with you-know-who I heard he was a bit of a pig in his day along with your father."
"Aww Hermione I know you still love me." He teased.
"Anyway on with these two."
"Brooke thought I was going to the ball with Ginny because she over-heard Ginny say so that since I was the phantom of the Opera she would be Christina but Ginny is saying that Brooke heard wrong."
"Ah and who do you believe?"
"I don't really care to be honest I'm going with Brooke and everybody knows it by now thanks to Dean and his large mouth."
"So your game of pick and mix is over."
"Basically can you get them to stop its really annoying now."
"No I'll leave this one up to them." She settled against his shoulder watching Ginny slap Ron hard around the face before storming off her eyes blazing with anger and...disappointment that she had missed out on Harry once again.
"Geeze Ron." Dean started "I never thought she's slap you."
Ron grumbled underneath his breath rubbing his red cheek, dropping onto the arm chair by the fire.
"Ron did you honestly believe Ginny would admit whatever she did too you?" Hermione asked seriously.
"She nearly blew it for Harry and Brooke."
"Ron if you believe that you really are stupid." She said bluntly "If Brooke wanted Harry she'd go for it and vice versa. I'm sure Harry is aware of Ginny's growing feelings for him," Harry looked at her shrugged making her sigh "Look give Ginny time and she'll realise she doesn't have a chance."
"A chance in hell is more like it." Ron muttered darkly, staring into the fire.
"Yea whatever I'm going to bed" Picking up her bag Hermione disappeared up the girls dormitory.
"OK now that WW15 in the Weasley wars is over its time to get down to business." Dean pulled out a rolled up parchment from his hoodie pocket and laid it on the table "So far this is the guest list of everyone who has confirmed they will be making their way to the after-party...Harry are you bringing Brooklyn? what am I saying of course you are."
He marked down Brooke and Harry's name because he could even reply and looked towards Neville.
"Wednesday we have to meet with our supplier remember." Neville nodded "Ron your coming along."
"Why"
"Because your brothers are the suppliers, since the Hogsmead trip was packed with Auror's everywhere we couldn't pick up the drinks."
"Drinks being..." Harry inquired
"Fire Whiskey and butterbeer" He shrugged "Now I have someone brewing a cauldron of Veritaserum for the games."
"Games" Ron snorted "What is this a children's party"
"No its a very adult party with drinking, dancing-"
"And games." Ron butted in rolling his eyes to the ceiling.
"Yes games that will include the muggle classics I have never and Truth or dare hopefully someone will flash a boob or whatever," Harry snorted "What?"
"Boobs Dean, what are you 14 its breasts."
"Or tits." Ron added.
"Knockers."
"Puppies."
"Pleasure pillows."
"Ta-ta's." Neville muttered thus beginning the game that every Gryffindor boy from Seventh year right down to innocent first years.
"The twins." Harry grinned
"The girls."
"Fun bags."
"Sweater pets."
"Chesticles."
"Hooters."
"Maguppies."
"Bosoms."
"The turners."
"Racks."
"Soft ones."
The game carried on well into the night sending them into fits of laughter until Professor McGonagall came in wearing her tartan dressing gown and a scowl shifting them all off to bed.
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