Hello! sorry for taking so long to update. i just haven't had the motivation. but somehow, i managed to find enough to scrape this together. sorry if there are any mistakes, if there are would you please be kind enough to mention it to me. i really appreciate it as well as constructive criticism. thank you for all your lovely reviews, it warms my heart.

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"So, did you like it?"

"Yes! Did you see Magn-"

"ELSA!"

Said girl was interrupted by a very angry looking Merida, whose face was almost as red as her hair. She had definitely not enjoyed sitting next to Jack for the whole movie, who was now being tugged towards where Harry and Elsa stood. Jack wasn't too happy with the arrangement either, but he seemed to be handling it better then Merida.

"I need t'go to the toilet." She stated, crossing her arms, which promptly made Jack tug his hand back. That started a full on tug-of-war.

Elsa and Harry shared a look.

"And?" Elsa asked, looking at Merida quizzically, though she knew exactly what Merida meant.

"'And?'" She asked incredulously. She motioned at Jack. "I can't go with him there."

Jack, seeming to realize where this conversation was heading, looked desperately at Harry. "No, no no no no no! You can't make me do this! Harry?!" He looked terrified.

"Well, I'm pretty sure Anna left the keys at their house. So you can either go together, or not at all." Harry said, glancing over to where Anna was looking at posters with Zel.

"Dude, brother. Don't make me do this. I promise, I'll do anything you ask! I'll stop hitting on girls you like! Just unlock me and get me away from this. . . this ferret." Jack pleaded, looking utterly hopeless. Though Harry was tempted to say yes, he thought he may be able to drag this out for a little longer. Just for fun.

"I don't know, brother. I-" Harry started.

"Wait! Did you just call me a ferret?" Merida demanded, looking like a volcano seconds from exploding. Jack did the worst thing possible, and retaliated.

Harry and Elsa looked at each other, silently deciding to just leave the two quarreling people and head towards the arcade section, where Anna and Zel were battling it out at air hockey.

"So," Harry started, stuffing his hands in his pockets to hide his nervous fidgeting. He had no idea how to talk to her. It was not that he was antisocial; it was just that he wasn't very good at socializing. Which was an understatement.

"Do you want to play next game?" Elsa asked, watching as Zel skilfully blocked Anna's hit. She learnt all those tricks from her boyfriend. A man Elsa suspected to have quite a shady past, but other than that, Elsa thought he was pretty cool and they got along well. He seemed as if he would die to save Zel, so Elsa never found the place to disagree on their relationship.

"Sure." Harry answered, trying not to sound like a complete idiot. He was better than most at the game, Jack made sure of that, and didn't think Elsa was too good. Not to be mean, but Anna wasn't too savvy and if that was anything to go by, neither would Elsa be. He hoped.

He watched in amazement as Zel scored yet another goal. She had to be better than Jack, and that was saying something. Elsa called out to the two girls, saying how they wanted to have a go and Harry tried not to stumble over on his way to the table. Zel seriously saying 'good luck' didn't help.

As he faced down Elsa, Harry tried not to stare. But she deserved to be stared at. Red lips, nice nose, faint blush and big blue eyes that- wait, blush? Someone giggled behind him and Harry realized he had been staring at her like a love-struck fool. He felt his cheeks heating up and tried to hide his face behind his shaggy hair.

He realized his efforts to hide his blush were in vain when Elsa laughed. He peeked out from behind his hair and again tried not to stare. Elsa was beautiful, without a doubt. Her laughing quadrupled that. Even the slight snorting she was trying to hide behind her hand was ridiculously attractive. Harry's embarrassment left as he thought that it was him who made her laugh like that. Not Jack or any other man, but him. It made him swell with pride and beam at her. When she smiled back Harry felt like he had been split down the middle and stuffed with sunshine.

Suddenly, there was a buzz and Harry realized she had scored while he was distracted. That little minx.

"Come on dragon boy, I thought you would be better than this." Usually, Harry would object to being called anything other than a man, but with that look Elsa was giving him, and her voice, he couldn't find it in him to give an intelligent reply. So he tried to focus on the game. He really did try. Elsa was too distracting, especially when she leaned over to hit the puck and gave Harry a view of her- NO!

Thor smite me this instant with a well-deserved lightning strike.

Ship me on the overnight express to the fiery pits of hell.

Elsa was just a friend, Harry reminded himself. Not for the first or for the last time that night.

After two minutes, Harry was in danger. Elsa had tripled his score with ease. Sometime during the game, Jack and Merida had wandered over. His buddy had tried to cheer him on, but a well-placed elbow from Merida had him quickly barracking for Elsa. Traitor.

On the way home, he tried to ignore Jack bagging him for losing to a girl. It wasn't very hard with Elsa riding shotgun next to him. What was hard was keeping his eyes on the road. Let's just say there were a few close calls.

Once they arrived at the Arendelle residence safely, if not shaken by Harry's distracted driving, (usually, he was a very good driver) Anna pulled the handcuff key from her pocket, Jack sending Harry a dark look. Harry was tempted to leave them locked up and see how it would play out, but they were already over each other before the first minute and it would hardly be fair to prolong their suffering. Which was the objective, Elsa told him, smiling when he mentioned it to her.

He would be lying if he said he wasn't disappointed when they arrived at her door, bidding each other goodbye. Well, except for Merida and Jack, who were thoroughly ignoring each other.

Elsa's shy smile just before she closed the door behind her made Harry fuzzy on the inside, as well as making him unexpectedly want to giggle like a schoolgirl. But he would never do such a thing, certainly not when Jack was around, who would never let him live it down.

Just as he was about to turn on the engine of his car, he realized he forgot something. Quickly running up to the house, which was surprisingly fast for a man with only a leg and a half, he knocked loudly on the door, ignoring Jack's look of confusion.

He failed in trying to hide the blush that formed when Anna answered and gave him a look that suggested she knew exactly what he was after. "Elsa!" She called.

Said angel came up behind her sister, gorgeous eyes widening when she saw him. Harry suddenly realized he had no idea how to ask her.

"Um," he started, rubbing the back of his neck. "I was wondering . . . you know, if you would, uhh . . . like to meet up some time? You don't have to and I would totally understand if you didn't want to because really who would expect a girl like you to go out with someone like me on a date that would be awkward as hell and-" Harry shut his mouth with a snap, blushing furiously at his rant. Elsa was standing there, her mouth opening and closing like a fish's. A very pretty fish.

"Yes!" she suddenly burst out.

"Yeah, I thought so. You don't have to be sorry- wait what?" Harry asked. Dare he hope?

Elsa suddenly seemed extremely shy, her cheeks bright red and her eyes downcast. "Yes."

Harry blinked.

Seconds passed.

Silence.

"Yes?" he asked, disbelieving, sure he would wake up any second from one of the best dreams of his life.

"YES!" Elsa yelled, suddenly aggravated. Her eyes widened at her own surprising outburst, and then her cheeks got even redder, if that was possible. Harry thought she looked adorable when she blushed.

"Yes." Elsa said slowly, looking him in the eye. "I would like to get on a date with you."

Harry just nodded dumbly.

"I guess I'll see you tomorrow, seven o'clock sharp?" Elsa asked, suddenly all business. It was kinda hot.

More nodding from Harry.

Elsa nodded her head. Just once. Then turned and closed the door. Harry waited until he got to the car to fist-pump the air. Then froze.

What was he going to do?

He'd need to hunt down some advice.

Okay, i need help. any suggestions as to who Harry should go to for advice and what will happen on the date please let me know! honestly, i have no idea what they're gonna do.