A/N: Well, I don't really have much to say for now… I mean, it's not like I have to say a whole bunch of crap about how sorry I am for not updating… BECAUSE I'M UPDATING!!! YAY! AWESOMENESS! Anywho… Oh! Have you guys heard? They're going to build a Harry Potter theme park in Universal Studios! How awesome is that? They're going to have Hogwarts, the forbidden forest, and Hogsmede. They said they also might have something from the next book. The park opens in 2009. That's going to be so sweet!

Well, ON WITH THE STORY! XD

Oh wait, I haven't said a disclaimer in a while…

Disclaimer: I own nothing except for Natalie. I do not own Raquel. Or Fred. Or George. But I will continue to write those letters. JK Rowling can't ignore my e-mails forever! Bwa ha ha!

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Oh, wait, I haven't thanked my reviewers yet…

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PadfootStripQuidditch: Thank you! I'm glad you appreciate how much time, effort, and careful thought I put into making those rhymes. Naw, just kidding. I spent like 2 minutes on the rhyming part. It wasn't that hard actually. And yeah, I like that line too.

Okay, now that's done… ON WITH THE- Oh, wait. I should really thank some other people too. Thank you so so so so so so sooooo much to all the people that were too lazy/shy/other to review, but put me on their favorites or alert list. I LOVE YOU GUYS! I WISH FOR NOTHING BUT HAPPINESS, RANBOWS, UNICORNS, SPARKLY STUFF, AND GLITTER IN YOUR FUTURES! There's so many of you that I don't have room to list you all… But I'll do a special thing on you guys next chapter.

Okay… Now then… ON WITH THE STORY!!! XD (fo shizzle)

"Something has got to be done."

"I agree."

"Let's kill them."

Everyone stared at Professor Snape.

"Er… I mean… Let's… punish them in a fair, but not cruel and unusual way…"

Albus Dumbledore shook his head. "They don't really need punishment… For they have done nothing technically wrong…"

Everyone turned their attention to him.

"Turning classmates odd colors and turning their lives into musicals is not listed at all in the Hogwarts rules."

"But what do we do then, Headmaster?" asked Minerva McGonagall desperately. "The whole purpose of this meeting was to discuss ways in which we could stop this madness! Have you forgotten everything that's happened in the past few weeks?"

"No, Minerva, I'm quite aware of-"

"Headmaster, I despise them, er, their actions of the past few weeks," Snape said, butting in. "It's been dreadful…"

Flashback

It was horrible. The class was out of control. Students were swarming around the Weasly twins and those two bratty girls…They were poking the Weaslys, desperately trying to get them to change colors. Snape watched almost amusedly as they turned from purple to red to blue to pink…It was absurd. And the students that were crowded around the brats… They were bombarding them with thousands of questions, and even requesting that they answer them to their favorite tune.

"So did you sleep with him?" one girl asked slyly, looking at Natalie.

Natalie kept her mouth shut. She hated singing and rhyming all the time. It only made people laugh at her more.

The girl's eyes widened and she smirked. "So… I take it you did then?"

Natalie shook her head furiously. Her face was turning red.

The girl's smirk widened. She stood up and shouted, "HEY EVERYONE!" Most of the students turned toward her. "Natalie sl-"

"I DID NOT SLEEP WITH HIM!
I'D RATHER SLEEP WITH A CHIMP!" Natalie sang out. She immediately covered her mouth. She buried her face in her hands and groaned. Raquel patted her sympathetically as the classroom erupted into laughter.

Snape couldn't take it any longer. At first, he had found it quite amusing, as he simply loves it when a student is utterly humiliated, unless it's a member of his own house, of course. But for now, he had had more than enough.

"SHUT UP! GOD, JUST SHUT UP, YOU LITTLE MORONS!"

Everyone stopped what they were doing immediately and returned to their seats, yet most of them were still giggling. Snape sighed and rubbed his temples.

"Open your books to where we left off yesterday."

The class did so, most of them still laughing.

"SHUT UP!"

No one could stop laughing for almost 11 minutes. A lot of students received detention that day.

End of Flashback

"It's been the same way with my class!" cried McGonagall. "And when I asked Raquel and Natalie questions, they sang out their answers to the tune of "It's a Small World Afterall!" I HATE THAT SONG. It was so obnoxious! And I couldn't get the class under control until 5 minutes before it was time to go! I mean, I'm not blaming Natalie or Raquel. I don't think they can control the tune, but it was awful!"

"First of all, Minerva," Dumbledore began, "Everybody hates that song. Now then, as I've been trying to tell you all, we don't have to punish them. We simply need to distract them. Then they shall forget this silly little prank war, amusing as it may be, I admit that it's distracting other students from their educations."

"An' 'ow do we distract 'em?" asked Hagrid.

"A pleasant social gathering of students in a formal, yet stress-free environment where they can communicate freely with each other about non-school-related subjects, enjoy some light snacks, and move freely and wildly around a cleared off space to the beat of popular music of course," answered Dumbledore, his eyes twinkling.

"Huh?"

"A dance," he said simply, chuckling slightly.

"Will that really work?" asked Snape skeptically.

"Why, yes. I believe it will," chirped Dumbledore. "A teenage girl's mind can be complicated and confusing, but one thing that I know for sure is that when they hear about a dance, it's all they can think about until the date of that dance. Their outfits, their friends' outfits, their dates' outfits… And the dates themselves of course. The dancing, the casual conversation, and everything else incorporated with a dance. They find it exciting. The girls will be too focused on the dance and will forget about the prank war they seem to be having with the Weasly twins, and in-"

"But what about the boys? They surely won't forget about the 'prank war' because of a dance," said McGonagall.

"I was getting to that," Dumbledore said patiently. "In time, the boys will come to realize that the war is over and that if the girls are not willing to fight, it makes victory taste bland and unfulfilling. They will see that there is no point in fighting when the girls stop. It may take a few weeks, but this will be over before Christmas… Most likely anyway."

"Most likely?"

"Well, this does depend on my suspicion that Natalie and Raquel are typical teenage girls. If they're not, they may not stop at all. They may in fact use the dance as an opportunity for an even larger prank."

"Then we can't go through with this! We can't take the risk! Besides... dances are expensive..."

"Well what do you propose we do then, Minerva?"

McGonagall bit her lip.

The Next Night

Natalie and Raquel were sitting across from Fred and George in the Great Hall glaring at them. Fred and George were returning their glares, but they weren't really that angry at the moment, so they were both a calm purple.

Just look at them… thought Natalie. Eating calmly like that…I HATE THEM!

I bet they shave their legs… They're such sissies! thought Raquel harshly.

Suddenly, their thoughts were interrupted as Dumbledore stood up and began to announce something to the hall. "In exactly two weeks, there will be an Autumn Ball. Only those in their fourth year and up may attend."

There were several groans.

"Each student may bring a date, but everyone must be in their dorms by the stroke of twelve. Think of it like Cinderella," he said amusedly. "There will be food and drinks, and you should wear formal attire. Next weekend will be a Hogsmede weekend, so you should be able to find all that you need then. That is all, you may resume eating."

The entire hall burst out in excited conversation. Girls were all ready giggling about it and looking at boys with excited looks.

Natalie waved her hands wildly for a second and was about to open her mouth, but she quickly shut it. She looked at Raquel, her eyes flashing with excitement. Fred and George watched curiously as she pulled something out of her bag. It was a notepad. She took out a purple marker and scribbled something down on it and handed it to Raquel. Raquel grinned and scribbled something down on it too. They both smiled.

"What are you two doing?" asked Fred bluntly.

They both frowned and glared at him. Raquel flipped the page and scribbled something down. She shoved it in Fred's face. It read:

its none of ur buzness, but if u must kno we r talking about the dance

"WOAH!" exclaimed Fred. "You're a terrible speller! But you have nice handwriting." Raquel rolled her eyes. She took back the notepad and scribbled something else down.

its shorthand, u moron!

Fred shook his head. "It's lazy if you ask me."

"So why are you guys writing things down then? Why not just talk to each other? Unless it's something really private…"

Natalie's eyes flashed dangerously. She took the notepad and wrote something down.

We can't! We would love to talk to each other normally, but if we try, we just sing out a bunch of awkward rhymes! It's completely embarrassing! That was pretty much the dumbest prank that you two have ever pulled! You guys are so stupid!

"Tch. How rude," said Fred, wagging his finger at her.

"At least she spelled everything right… and her grammar usage is good. Her handwriting is not as nice though," George stated like an English teacher.

"Why aren't you writing in 'shorthand' too?" asked Fred.

Raquel took back the notepad.

cuz shes proper in evrything she rites even if its got nothing 2 do w/ skool

"Why?"

Natalie snatched back the notepad.

Because I feel like it! Now if you'll excuse us, we're going to have our own little conversation and ignore the two of you! The only reason we sat here was because these seats were the only ones not taken!

She turned toward Raquel. They continued "talking" until dinner was over.

A/N: Sorry this chapter was kind of short, guys. Well, at least I think it was shorter than the other chapters… It might just be my imagination… Yeah, and sorry about the whole dance thing. It's cliche, I know... Oh well, DEAL WITH IT!

Anywho, here's the moment you've all been waiting for! (cue trumpets)

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On the first day of summer, my dad mowed the lawn. it had been weeks since he last mowed though, so the grass was pretty tall. There were so many grass clippings that it clogged the mower. Anyway, it ended up where there were rows of grass clippings on the freshly mowed lawn. It look really weird. So anyway, get this... my dad makes me sweep the lawn! Yeah, that's right, sweep the lawn! He literally gave me a broom and told me to sweep the lawn and try to break up the grass clippings and spread them out so that it didn't look as bad. So yeah, that is one of the many cases in which my dad has made me do something completely ridiculous and stupid. Not to mention embarrassing... I mean, I must have looked like a retard to all those people that drove by! Oh well, on the bright side, they were complete strangers who I will most likely never see again. But still, it was very degrading.

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