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Draco felt tears forming in his eyes as he took in the horror of the scene before him. First Snape had been hitting on his Harry, and Harry had liked it! Then his father had sashayed into the room like an overgrown peacock, and to top it all off, Mr. Malfoy was now practically drooling over his Potions Master! Draco thought it couldn't get worse, and he was right. In fact, it was only going to get better.

After the elder Malfoy had finally finished swooning over Severus, Lucius turned to Draco and presented his son with a package.

"What's this, father?" Draco managed to mumble, still trying to get over his shock.

"This, my son," Lucius said with a great smile on his face, "is my latest project." Draco stared blankly at his father, not quite understanding why he was receiving it.

"Ok..."

"Well, open it up." Lucius encouraged, noticing Draco's hesitation. Finally, he tore open the package and stared at it's contents in shock. There in the ripped paper lay his Apple, restored to it's former glory. Apple no longer looked sickly and death-like, instead it's coat shone like a freshly polished spoon. It's colour was the most beautiful shade of green Draco had ever seen; even prettier than his green silk pajamas, and that was saying a lot.

"Merlin's toenails, Apple, you're alive!" Draco squealed as he hugged the fruit to his chest, "I thought you were gone for good! Thank you, father! How is this possible?"

"My pleasure, son. I umm...well...you see...I ahhh...used a perfectly, non-dark magic spell! That's what I wanted to say, yes, yes. No dark magic at all! Dark magic free umm...resurrected by love Apple! Yes, that's it. I...uhh loved it to life. No dark magic at all..." Lucius rambled on as Harry gave him a suspicious look.

"You mean you didn't use the Apple resurrecting spell? Because I've heard that resurrecting... fruit with that dark spell is illegal and considered a threat to the ministry." Harry inquired innocently.

"Oh, psh. Never. I wouldn't do such a thing! You're so funny Harry, my boy! Hahaha. You just crack me up!" Mr. Malfoy answered quickly with probably the cheesiest smile and fakest laugh known to wizard kind. Harry still looked suspicious, but he said nothing. Draco on the other hand was talking a mile a minute, trying to get Apple up to speed and thank his father repeatedly at the same time.

"Harry," Draco finally put in, "I want to thank you for your support. I couldn't have lived through Apple's death without you, but I think it's time to put our relationship aside. It was never going to work anyway."

"Thank Merlin, I mean, I'm... sooo sorry to hear that Draco, I wish you and Apple the best of luck!" Harry responded as he leant back into Severus. Snape wrapped his arms around Harry, holding him possessively like a child would hold a teddy bear.

"Thank you for being so understanding and kind Harry! I knew there was a reason I had loved you, I just couldn't remember it." With that Draco skipped out of the room and Lucius followed, but not without a final passionate glance in the Potions Master's direction.

"So...you like wanna get together or something?" Harry asked the older man.

"I think that would be...wise." Severus stated just before he caught Harry's mouth in a heated kiss.

Just outside the door, eavesdropping, Lucius cackled wickedly. Things were going just as planned.

The next day, at dinner, Dumbledore made an announcement, "My dear friends, I am extremely happy to announce that this year, we will be holding our annual Halloween Ball just as planned. Although, I might add, anyone who doesn't partake in this event or have a date at the ball will receive a kiss. A DEMENTOR'S KISS! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Chaos erupted and children screamed for their lives like pathetic little bunny rabbits as they all pondered the same question; how could their esteemed Headmaster do such a thing?!

"Just kidding, just kidding, calm down kiddies. No such punishment for being antisocial will take place." Albus said as Minerva sent him a glare that could kill a basilisk. The students eventually relaxed, but they were all extremely cross with their headmaster for saying such cruel things.

Back at his dorm, Harry was lying in his bed, trying to take a nap. One needed sleep after being frightened so badly. Harry could still remember the horrible run ins he had had with those horrible dementors. Just the thought of them made him shudder. He still was very mad at Dumbledore and couldn't sleep because he was contemplating his revenge on the old Headmaster. Unfortunately, Ron and Hermione broke his thoughts of permanent whiskers and alligator tails as they crashed through the door, snogging the living daylights out of each other.

"Eww! Get a room!" Harry screeched, horrified by the sight of a girl and a boy kissing.

Ron broke away long enough to respond, "We are in a room! You can leave, like NOW, though." And that's exactly what Harry did. As he stormed into the Gryffindor common room; Harry literally ran into Ginny.

"Oh, sorry Gin. I didn't see you." He said apologetically as he helped his friend up.

"Oh, no worry, Harry. It's alright." Stated Ginerva as she brushed off nonexistent dirt from her clothes. Harry smiled politely and started to walk off.

"Oi, Harry! Can I ask you something?" Ginny called after the Chosen One.

Harry turned around, "Yeah, sure. What is it?"

"I was... wondering if you would...if you would...ummm...go to the b-ball with me." Ginny stuttered out. A pained expression crossed Harry's face.

"I'm sorry Gin, but I ahh...I can't go with you."

"W-Why? Why not?"

"Because...well, to put it simply... I... I... ummm... I don't like girls."

"I can grow up, Harry! I'll become a real woman, not a little girl!" Said Ginny as her eyes started to water. She had wanted Harry for so long now and she would be damned if she didn't do anything in her power to get him.

"No, that's not what I mean. I mean I don't like females in that way... at all. I'm gay, Ginny." It was too much for the poor Weasley. Ginny burst into tears and ran from the common room as she sobbed. She would never get the man of her dreams now! Harry liked men! That thought alone made her sob even harder as she finally sunk to the ground in the hallway. There she cried for a good two minutes before she heard someone coming. Ginny looked up hopefully, maybe it was Harry! Maybe he had been joking and wanted to go with her to the Halloween Ball after all! She was sadly mistaken as she saw the asian features of a Cho Chang.

"Ginny, what's wrong?" Cho asked as she rushed to the younger girl's side, "Are you hurt?"

"Y-y-yes! My h-h-heart is broken-ken and it shall nev-nev-never be-be repaired!" bawled Ginny inconsolably.

"Oh, you poor thing. Who turned you down to the ball?" Cho asked.

"H-Harry."

"That randy bastard." At those words Ginny looked up at Cho with wonder hidden behind her tear-ridden eyes, as she finally finished sobbing.

"Would it make you feel better if I asked you to the ball?" Cho asked innocently.

"You would do that for me?"

"Of course, in fact I was just coming up here to ask you if you would."

"Really?"

"Mmhmm. So what do you say? Will you go to the Halloween Ball with me?"

"Ok."

"Great!" Cho said as she began to walk away.

"Wait!" Ginny called.

Cho turned around, "Mmhmm, what is it hon?"

"Shouldn't we, I don't know, test the waters?"

"You mean kiss?"

"Yeah, that."

"Glad you asked." That was the last things said for a really long time as the two girls shared a lust-filled kiss topped with moans, whimpers and sighs of content.