I'm back!!! And I can't even begin to apologize for how much of a delay there has been! I had to write my senior paper. A whopping 15 pages! But now I'm done and I won't be stressing so much, so I can finally start updating again!

So anyways, in this chapter, quite a bit happens, and I hope you all enjoy it!!!

I don't own Harry Potter. Darn.

"Harry," Arra shouted over the deafening wind blowing in her face as they sped on the firebolt. "Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise," Harry said with a slight smirk as he made the broom go faster.

Arra gave him a look, "Okay," She said slowly as a smile crept on to her face. She just realized that Harry and her were alone, going somewhere together, and that her stomach had suddenly just jumped up into her throat. She tried to swallow to make the lump move, but she couldn't. So she bit her lip in an attempt to not squeal out in excitement.

"We're here." Harry said, lowering the broom to the ground. Arra hadn't even noticed what was going on until he said something. When she did, her smile got even wider.

They were at the edge of the lake, under their favorite tree. But under the tree, there was a blanket and a picnic basket. Arra turned to Harry with a sly smile, "Nice touch, Potter."

He shrugged, "I'm not really one for romanticism," he smiled, "Come on." And he took her hand and pulled her over to the tree to sit down.

Arra took the basket, "So let's see how you did with food selection." She said as she opened the basket to empty the contents. "Hmmmm sandwiches, you know me so well," She said with a smile. "Butterbeer, very nice," She nodded, "And…chocolate." Pure bliss crossed her face, "Marry me, now."

Harry laughed, "Whoa, it's just our first date, Arra. We can't talk about marriage until at least the third." He smiled.

"Oh, will children be the topic of our fourth date, then?" She asked, playing along.

He nodded, "Yes, we'll be naming them after my parents."

She frowned, "You've already decided that, have you? I don't get a say in it at all?"

"You can pick their middle names," He nodded.

"What if I want to name our child…Hydrangea?"

Harry scrunched up his nose, "Ewww. That's why your not allowed to name our kids."

Arra crossed her arms, "I think I should name them. I'll be the one carrying them around for 9 months and then forcing them out of my body through a tiny hole."

"Gross, Arra. I did not need that image in my head!" He said, disgusted.

"And now you're disgusted with the thought of our children's birth!" She accused. "That's it, we're getting a divorce."

"Ouch, I'm being dumped 15 minutes into our first date?" Harry said with mock hurt.

Arra nodded, "I'm afraid so." She gave him a serious look, which he responded to with a smile, forcing her to do the same. She felt a blush rise to her face and she turned her head, running her fingers through her hair to try and hide it.

"Ouch!" Arra yelped when her fingers got stuck in her tangled up, windblown hair. "You're romantic broomride messed up my hair!" She accused Harry and he smiled. "It looks like a rat's nest now. You're lucky I didn't fix it for the ball yet."

"I like your hair like that. But then again, I like your hair all the time."

"It looks crazy right now though!"

"I know. It reflects your personality." He smirked. She slapped his arm. "See? You're insane! And violent too!" He rubbed his recently beaten arm.

She crossed her arms, "You knew I was like this when you asked me out, Potter. No complaining now."

"You still up for that divorce?" He asked hopefully, to which she slapped him again. They sat there for about 30 more minutes before Arra finally checked her watch and realized that the ball would be starting soon. They rode back to the castle and Harry dropped Arra off at her window and he hovered outside.

"Hmm," Arra said, dropping into the room and seeing it empty, "Everyone must have already gone down to the Great Hall." She turned back to Harry and leaned against the window sill. "Thanks for the ride." She said with a smirk.

"Anytime," He beamed.

"I'll meet you down in the Hall." And she shut the window suddenly. She didn't want her and Harry's first kiss to happen here, and she knew she would have kissed him if she kept standing there. She wanted it to happen at the ball. Girly, yes. But hey? We're all entitled to a princess moment every once and a while.

Arra walked over to the mirror and applied a bit of makeup before starting on her windblown hair. After some trouble, she got a brush through all of it, and was able to use a few spells to make it look the way she wanted it to, with it curling at the very ends and running down her back smoothly.

Finally, she put her dress on and looked in the mirror. She had to look down and make sure it was still her. Damn, I clean up good, she thought as she spun around in the mirror, watching the dress fan out and the bottom. Finally looking back at herself once more, she realized that something was missing.

She raised an eyebrow when the idea hit her of what could go with this dress. Tentatively, she walked over to her bedside table and opened the jewelry box. Peering inside, she pulled out the emerald necklace that Draco gave her. She put it around her neck and looked in the mirror.

Crap.

It looked amazing. And now she would have to wear it, as it made her outfit go together perfectly. "Harry will never know it's from Draco," She thought out loud to herself. "And if Draco sees me, he'll know I appreciated his present. No harm done, right?"

* * *

"Mr. Potter, the ball must begin now! If Miss Black is not here, then you'll have to dance with someone else for the opening event!" Professor McGonagall hissed, glancing at her watch, which now read 7:59.

"She'll be here." Harry assured her, even though he was beginning to worry himself a little bit as well.

"I've got an idea," Cho piped up from where she was standing with Cedric. "Why don't I dance with Harry and then Shelby can dance with Cedric. Shelby is a good dancer and she and Cedric are friends, so I'm sure they won't mind. Then everyone has a partner," She had looped her arm around Harry's by this time.

"Ummm I don't think that's a very good idea--," Harry started, but was cut off by McGonagall.

"Fine. Just hurry," She said briskly, pushing everyone into line.

* * *

"Colin! Go away!" Arra said, pushing the youngster away as she hurried around the corner, trying to get to the ball on time.

"But I was hoping to get a picture of you and Harry before the ball!" He squeaked.

"Like I said, Harry is already there. And I'm late, but I'm supposed to be there now because Harry and I have to open the ceremony or something. But you are making me even more late so GO AWAY!" She was getting really angry at him now.

"Do you think you can maybe sneak me into the ball so I can take some pictures?" He asked hopefully, completely ignoring her previous instructions.

Furious, Arra rounded on him, looking livid and resembling her Aunt Bellatrix quite a bit, making Colin cower. "Colin! If you don't get out of my way right now, I'm going to hex you into oblivion and then abandon you in the forbidden forest so the trolls can take you away and teach you some freaking manners about personal boundaries!!!!" She yelled at him, and he scurried away.

Righting herself and sighing, she heard a distant chime of the clock, signaling that it was now 8 o'clock, meaning she had missed the first dance with Harry.

"Jeez, Arra. I haven't seen that side of you in quite a while," Came a voice from the corner.

She scoffed, "You referring to my outburst just now? Oh come on, Draco, you've seen me much worse than that."

"Yeah, I have. No wonder that hat put you in Slytherin." Draco said.

She grimaced, "And then I was put in Gryffindor, Draco, don't you remember?"

He came out of the shadow, "Yes, I do. Which I've never understood. We all know that you used to be the best out of all of us, when it came to the dark stuff and being scary and such. Don't you remember the days when everyone was afraid of you?"

She shrugged, "I've left that behind. And sometimes it just…comes out. When I'm angry. But I'm not like that anymore. Ever since my dad came back, I haven't touched that dark stuff. And as long as he's around, I doubt I ever will again."

Her and Draco began walking to the Great Hall. "Sure, Arra." He said with a smile.

She looked up at him, "Excuse me? What are you trying to say?"

He shrugged, "I don't know. I guess I just always have thought that you'd some day go back to the old ways."

Her eyes widened, "You think I have the potential to go back to the Dark Side?" He nodded a little bit. "Why? Why would I go back? What's so good about all that stuff, Draco? What does the Dark Side have that I could possibly want?" She asked, seriously.

And, in response, he looked at her quite seriously, "We have cupcakes," And then his face split into a grin as he laughed.

Arra tried to remain serious, but couldn't, and joined him in the laughing. "You're stupid, you know that?" She asked him with a smile.

"Anything you say, dear." He grinned as they came around the corner, to the entryway of the Great Hall. "By the way, nice necklace."

She blushed, "Thanks, I got it from this really weird guy who keeps stalking me," She said sarcastically.

"That's because he must like you a lot," Draco said in his husky voice, to which Arra almost melted.

Turning away quickly towards the hall, she craned her neck over the people, "Have you seen Harry?" She asked him.

"No, but I'll see you later Arra." And he walked away towards Pansy, who seemed to be seething hatred towards Arra right now for talking to her Draco-boo.

Seeing a familiar red head sticking out above the crowd, Arra made her way over to where Ron was standing. Pushing her way though, she finally reached him, "Hey Ron, do you know where Harry is--"

She cut off when she followed Ron's gaze to the dance floor and her heart sank. Harry was dancing with Cho. "Um, did I miss something?" Arra asked.

Ron shook his head, "McGonagall said Harry needed to do the first dance with or without you and then Cho said okay and stuff blah blah blah…Did you know that Hermione was going to the ball with Viktor Krum?" He asked suddenly.

Arra frowned, "What do you mean Cho said okay? Did Harry ask her to dance with him?" Arra felt her anger rising. She was considering unleashing her 'dark side' on Harry and Cho pretty soon.

Ron sighed, "No, he didn't ask her to dance with him. Look, I don't really know what happened, but I know Harry wouldn't screw things up with you again on purpose so just cut him some slack. Now you answer my question."

Arra's eyes kept following Harry and Cho around the dance floor with hatred, "What question?"

"Did you know Hermione was coming here with Krum?"

Without taking her eyes off them she answered, "Yes."

Ron finally tore his eyes away from a laughing Hermione and admiring Krum, "Arra! Why didn't you tell me?!"

She shrugged, "Sorry, Ron. But you really should have asked her sooner if you're so upset about her being with Krum and all."

"I just think he's not good for her." He explained.

"Oh, and you are?" Arra gave him a smirk.

Ron blinked and stammered out, "No! I don't think about Hermione that way."

Arra gave him a blank stare, "Oh come on, Ron! I'm not stupid."

"Yes, you are." He accused. "You're grades are almost as bad as mine!"

Arra opened her mouth to protest, but then realized that it was true. "That's a result of laziness. Not intelligence. And even though I can't read Ancient Runes, I can definitely tell that you have got something for Hermione."

It was then that the song ended and Harry found Arra and came up to her and Arra shooed Ron away to find Parvati, who he had somehow ended up ditching.

"Arra!" Harry said seeing her angry face.

"Yes?" She said stoically.

"I didn't want to dance with Cho. But McGonagall said that I had to and you weren't here yet and then Cho said she would dance with me and before I knew what was happening, I was dancing with her and I'm sorry." He babbled out before Arra could stop him.

Swallowing the furious remarks that were trying to escape from her mouth, she said, "It's okay, Harry. I know you didn't mean to do anything. If you liked her, then you would have asked her to the ball instead of me. So don't worry, I'm not mad." She smiled at him to let him know she was telling the truth.

His face suddenly got a little bit pink, like he was embarrassed and he said slowly, "Yeah, I asked you because I like you. And I don't want to mess this up." He looked straight into her eyes, like he was really trying to make her realize he meant what he was saying.

She frowned a little at his weird reaction but laughed it off, "Yes, I realize that. Come on," she took his hand, "Let's dance."

After a few dances, Arra was having the time of her life with Harry. She glanced around and saw that Hermione looked like she was having a pretty good time with Krum. Ron however, was sitting over at a table with a very disgruntled Parvati. Draco looked…tolerant. Pansy was all over him, and he just looked sort of bored. Arra shrugged, she didn't care what he was doing. She wasn't jealous of that snot nosed Pansy. When the song ended, Arra realized that she was almost panting from dancing so much. "I'm going to get something to drink, okay?" She told Harry and he nodded with a smile. He was also having a good time.

Walking over to the refreshment table, a grin spread across her face as she almost couldn't believe how amazing this night was going. So absorbed in her thoughts, she didn't even notice when she walked straight into someone.

"Oh, sorry. Didn't see you there," She said to the figure as it turned around to face her.

"Oh that's okay, Arra," Cho Chang said in her sweet little voice and Arra felt her blood boil. "I'm glad you're finally here. We missed you in the first dance. Harry ended up having to dance with me, you know."

Arra forced a smile on her face, "Yeah. I know. So what, wasn't Cedric jealous?" Arra didn't try to keep the malice out of her voice.

"Oh, no. He's very understanding. And he agreed that it might be nice for me to dance with Harry since I wasn't able to come to the ball with him."

Arra smile fell off her face and her stomach dropped down to her toes, "What?"

"What?" Cho looked honestly confused. She's so stupid. How the hell did she ever get into Ravenclaw?

Arra spoke slowly to make sure she understood, "What do you mean you weren't able to go to the ball with Harry?"

She frowned, "By the time Harry asked me, I'd already said yes to Cedric."

Arra's throat now felt like it was closing up and she could feel tears start to form in the back of her eyes. "Harry asked you to the ball?" She asked to confirm her fear.

"I just said that, didn't I?" Cho said and Arra had to turn away from her before she punched her in the face. Trying not to start bawling in front of the entire school, she tried to push her sadness down. In it's place came anger. Breathing heavily, she looked up and found Harry talking to a group that included Hermione, Ron and Viktor and other people. Her eyes narrowed as she walked towards him, her frustration rising with every step.

Seeing her approach, Harry turned to greet her, obviously not noticing the furious look she had, "Arra, I was just telling everyone--"

"You asked Cho." She said it like a statement, not a question.

Harry did a double take, "What?"

She raised her voice, "You asked Cho to the ball, Harry. She just told me. But she turned you down, so you had to settle with me as your date."

Harry was starting to panic, she could tell. "Arra, no. That's not what happened, I-I didn't mean to ask Cho! It just happened--"

Arra was on the verge of screaming, her face reddening with anger, "It just happened?! How do you just 'accidentally' ask someone to the ball, Harry?! Did you just 'accidentally' ask me too? Did you even want to go with me at all?!"

"Yes! I mean, no! I mean, I meant to ask you Arra! Why else do you think I would have come here with you?"

Her voice became small again, "Because I was just your second choice. I can't believe how stupid I am…" She turned around to leave.

"Arra, wait," Harry grabbed her arm to turn her around again, but when she turned, she brought her hand up and slapped Harry across the face. The smacking sound was so loud that many other party guests had turned to see what was happening. Satisfied with the red mark she had left on Harry's face, Arra ran out of the hall.

She didn't care anymore. She let the tears fall from her eyes and just kept running, not even realizing where she was going. She finally stopped and fell down into the grass where she sat. She had somehow gotten all the way outside to where the lake was. Clutching her chest, she could hardly breathe from the combination of sobbing and extreme running.

She felt like Harry had ripped her heart straight out of chest, stomped on it, froze it, and then took it to the top of the Astronomy Tower, dropped it, and then laughed when it shattered into a million little pieces. Lowering her head into her hands, she cried again.

She didn't know how long she sat there, until she finally felt a hand touch her back, "Arra?" Draco said as he sat down next to her in the grass.

She wiped her eyes and looked up at him, "What do you want?" She didn't say it rudely.

He tightened his arm around her, "I came to see if I need to kill Potter." He said it seriously and Arra couldn't help but let out a little laugh.

She sighed, "I'm so stupid…"

Draco looked at her with determination, "Arra, you are not stupid. You're amazing in everyway possible. Potter is the idiot. For not realizing how lucky he is."

She tried to smile, "Thanks. I'm just sick of it. All of this…stuff, between me and Harry. We're on and off again every two minutes. Then we like other people and then we go on a date and then…this." She gestured to herself and her present state.

"He doesn't deserve you. Really, he doesn't. You deserve someone who understands how much of a lucky bloke he is for having you. Someone who won't screw it up in everyway possible."

Arra scoffed, "And where the hell am I going to find a guy like that?"

Draco came closer to her face and whispered, "Right here." Before Arra could say anything, his lips came crashing down on hers, making her forget about Harry entirely.

AHHHHH!!!! I know right?!!?!?! And just so you all know, in this story ARRA AND DRACO ARE NOT RELATED!!! I've said it before in my author's notes, but some people just don't read them. Read them, people! Please, because I sometimes put important stuff in there.

Baha, I couldn't resist the cupcake remark either. I don't care if it was lame, lol.

So what do you all think about Draco's suspicion about Arra? That she might someday go back to being a true Slytherin? Hmmmmmm….interesting.

Hope you all enjoyed it! After reviewing, I have chocolates and mango juice (which, by the way, is delicious).