Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. Nor any of the other characters except Hannah. She's mine. I also so not own You're Still You. That belongs to the amazing Mr. Josh Groban. Though it is an amazing song and I recommend listening to it on YouTube or something.

A/K: Okay. The last chapter sucked, I know. And I hope this one will be better. A little Fred action will be going on so that should make it better. But warning: This chapter and the next one might be pretty short. As I've said, I hate this year so…yeah. Hope you like this chapter!

The last day of term and Snape is giving us a quiz! So instead of just relaxing tonight, I'm studying for our test. Damn Snape.

"A beazor is the stone you get from the goat right?" I asked Hermione as I reviewed the list of antidotes.

"Yeah." She said. "Ron, can you at least pretend to study?"

"Why? It's not like it matters. I won't remember anything even if I do study so why pretend?" She sighed then turned to Harry.

"Shouldn't you at least be trying to figure out the egg?"

"I've got two months Hermione!" Harry exclaimed. "Give it a rest."
"Yeah well, what if it takes more than a week to figure it out?" She snapped. But before Harry could respond, Ron's Exploding Snap card castle, well exploded in his face singeing his eyebrows. I burst out laughing as he scowled.

"Nice look Ron, it'll go well with your robes." Fred said from behind me. He and George sat down on the couch with Harry, Ron and Hermione as Ron felt his forehead for the missing eyebrows.

"Ron. Can we borrow your owl?" George asked.

"He's off delivering a letter. Why?"

"Because George wants to ask him to the dance." Fred said, his voice dripping in sarcasm.

"We wanted to send a letter you stupid prat." George snapped.

"Who do you keep writing?"

"Nose out or I'll burn that too." Fred said waving his wand. "SO you lot got dates yet?" He asked. The small flame of hope that had been lit a few weeks ago flared.

"Nope." I said the same time that Ron said no.

"Well you'd better hurry up mate, or all the good ones will be gone." Fred said.

"Well who are you going with?" Ron asked. The flame flared again.

"Angelina." Fred replied promptly. The flame died.

"You've asked her then?" I asked. He looked at me and grinned not yet. "Oi! Angelina!" He called over to her. She turned and looked at him.

"What?"

"Want to come to the ball with me?"

"All right then." She said and turned back to her conversation with Alicia.

"Easy as pie gents." Fred said ginning. He caught my eye and I quickly looked away. I was so stupid! I let my hopes get up. Damn emotions.

"Who you going with George?" I asked.

"Katie." He replied with a small smile.

"Good for you!" I said. I knew he had had a crush on her for the longest time.

"Well we better go get a school owl then George. See you later." The stood and left.

"Their right Harry. We should get a move on. We don't want to get stuck with a pair of trolls." Hermione turned scarlet.

"A pair of what?" She asked stonily.

"You know. Like Eloise Midgen." He explained.

"Her acnes loads better now and she's really nice Ron!"

"Her nose is off center."

"Oh I see. You'll only go with a perfect girl no matter how awful she might be!" Hermione bristled.

"Yeah."

"I'm going to bed!" She snapped and ran upstairs.

"She's got a point." I said finishing my last antidote and following her.

The following Friday, and last day of term, I was sitting at dinner with Hermione, who was still miffed at Ron for the whole date thing. I sat talking to her about her plans for the ball.

"And I'm not sure what to wear. I want to look really nice for Viktor you know and…"

"Whoa! Wait! You're going with Krum?"

"Yeah. Didn't I tell you?"

"No. I thought you were going with Ron." She turned red and shook her head.

"I don't qualify for what he's looking for." She said.

"Hermione you're gorgeous. He's just too thick to see it." That cheered her up a bit.

"Well I'm glad Ginny's going." She said as if it ended that part of the conversation. I nodded. I still didn't have a date and it was less than a week away. I was at freak out point now. Just then three figures came and sat across from us. It was Fred, George and Lee. I sighed and took a sip of my pumpkin juice.

"Hey Hannah. Hey Hermione." Fred said.

"Hey." Hermione replied.

"Hi." I responded.

"Have dates yet you two?" George asked. "I would think it shouldn't be too hard for two such pretty girls as you to get dates." Hermione grinned.

"I have a date." She said grinning.

"Who?"

"It's a surprise." She said with a sly grin.

"Oh! Little Miss. Perfect is being mischievous." Fred said with a grin that sent the flame roaring. "How about you Hannah? Have a date yet?"

"No." I said briskly.

"What?"

"You heard me. I don't have a date." I repeated frustrated.

"Wow." He said simply.

"How about you Lee?" Hermione asked trying to get the conversation away from my helpless love life.

"Well, I…I was about to ask…umm I was gonna ask you Hannah." He said. I froze. I lifted my head and met his eyes. But not Lee's. I met Fred's eyes.

"I'd love to." I said still looking at Fred. He blinked and I looked towards Lee. "I'd love to Lee." I said with a smile. He smiled back.

"Good." He said.

"We better get going Hermione." I said standing up. "I'll see you guys later." I waved and walked out, Hermione following me.

"Hannah! You have a date!" She said grinning. I plastered a smile to my face and nodded. I loved Lee, I really did but, I just would have so much rather gone with Fred. We walked in silence all the way back to the common room. As we entered we saw Harry and Ron.

"Hey. Why weren't you at dinner?" I asked.

"Because----oh shut up you two---because they've just been turned down by girls!" Ginny snapped. Harry and Ron stopped laughing.

"Oh really?" Hermione said. "I bet Eloise Midgen is starting to look really pretty now huh Ron. I'll bet you can find someone who will have you."

"Hermione, you're a girl." Ron said.

"Well spotted." She replied icily.

"Well, you could go with one of us!"

"No, I can't."

"Oh come on."

"I'm already going with someone else Ron."

"No you're not! You just said that to get Neville away."

"Oh did I?" She snapped. "Well, just because it's taken you three years to realize I'm a girl doesn't mean no one else has noticed Ron!"

"Okay okay. We know you're a girl. That do? Will you come now?"

"I already said I'm going with someone else!" She said storming up the stairs to the girls dorms.

"She's lying." Ron said quickly.

"No, she's not." I said.

"Then who's she going with?"

"I'm not gonna tell you. That's her business."

"Ginny! You could go with Harry and Hannah you could go with me!"

"No, I've already got a date." Ginny said.

"Who?"

"Well, I…Neville asked me after Hermione said no and I...I wouldn't be able to go otherwise so I said yes. I'm sorry." She said. "I'm going to go get some dinner." And she left.

"Well Hannah, do you want to go to the ball with me." Ron asked.

"I can't. I already have a date." I replied.

"You too?"

"Yes Ron. I have a date. Is it that hard to believe?" I snapped.

"Well no I just didn't know." HE said covering up his mistake.

"Who is it?" Harry asked.

"Lee." I said simply then headed upstairs.

"Lee? Is she insane?" I heard Ron ask.

"No I'm not. He's a nice guy and he asked okay!" I spun a round and went upstairs, falling into bed with silent tears streaming down my face. Was it so hard to get a guy to notice you? To get the guy? I sighed and tried to cover up my shaking shoulders that were outlined by moonlight. I closed my eyes and fell asleep. A sleep full of dreams of Christmas, a large black dog, and Fred.

The season of joy. Isn't that what the Christmas season is supposed to be? Well this Christmas was far from it. The days leading up to Christmas consisted of Hermione trying to figure out what she was going to wear and Ginny asking us about dating tips.

"Ginny, we are the worst people to ask." I snapped, finally reaching my breaking point on Christmas Eve. "Have you not noticed that neither one of us has had a boyfriend before?" She looked at me like I had just slapped her. "Ginny, I'm sorry. I'm just really worn out right now."

"No I'm sorry. I shouldn't be pestering you two so much. You have boy troubles too. I get it." She said standing up from the common room chair. "I'm gonna try to find Luna. I'll see you guys later." She climbed out of the portrait hole and I set down my colored pencils.

"Good lord I'm tired." I said rubbing my eyes. "I might get to bed early tonight."

"Too late for early Hannah. It's already like ten." Hermione said from behind her copy of Peter Pan. I sighed.

"Well I'll see you in the morning." I said collecting my supplies and standing up.

"I really like your portrait of Fred." She said. I stopped and turned to look at her.

"What portrait?"

"The one in your folder you have under your bed." She replied simply.

"And you know it's under my bed how?"

"You pulled some stuff out the other day and left it out so I looked through it. You're really talented." She said setting her book down. "I especially like the painting with Padfoot, Moony and Prongs." I smiled. I liked it too,

"I was thinking I could give it Sirius next time I see him. He might like it don't you think?"

"He'd love it."
"Well I'll see you in the morning. Night."

"Night." I walked upstairs and crawled into bed. I lie awake for a while thinking about when the next time I saw Sirius would be. Harry had talked to him before the first task but I hadn't gotten the chance. But I hoped I would be able to soon. I rolled over and soon fell fast a sleep. I woke the next morning to squealing and thank you's. I sat up and saw Lavender and Pavarti sitting on the formers bed opening their presents. I saw the small pile of presents at the end of my bed and smiled. It was Christmas! I grabbed the first one and tore into it. It was a copy of Peter Pan from Hermione. Just then Hermione herself came and bounced down on my bed grinning, and holding a bunch of unopened presents.

"Thanks Hermione!" I said leaning across the bed giving her a hug.

"You're welcome! Thanks for Peter and the Starchatcers! I can't wait to read it!" She said hugging me back. After that we finished opening all of our presents. I got a sketch pad from Ron, a couple canvases from Harry, oil pastels from the twins and Mrs. Weasley's traditional sweater. This year it was black with a silver star on it. I held it close to my face inhaling its sweet, familiar smell. I loved the smell of the Burrow and Mrs. Weasley that didn't fade for at least three weeks. I folded it back up and grabbed my last present. I opened it and saw a small, old fashioned silver key and a note. I picked up the note and read it silently.

Dear Hannah,

Happy Christmas! I know I didn't get to talk to you when I talked to Harry last but I will make it up to you. I'm afraid you've been a bit neglected in all of this and I am truly sorry. One of these days when people aren't out to kill Harry we'll all be a family. I promise. I'll talk to you soon.

Much love,

Sirius

P.S.: The key is charmed to unlock any door.

I smiled and held the small key in my hand. This could definatley come in handy, I thought as I slipped it on to the chain of my necklace. It fell cold and smooth against my chest. The proof I had grown since first year was the fact that the necklace had fallen to my stomach then. Now it only fell around the middle of my ribs. With gifts done, Hermione and I took showers and headed down to the common room. We saw Harry and Ron already sitting on our normal couch and they joined us as we went to breakfast. The day went by in a blur. Before we knew it, it was five o'clock and Hermione and I were leaving a wonderfully fun snowball fight to get ready. Joy.

"What, you need three hours?" Ron called to us.

"Apparently." I called back.

"Who are you going with?!?!" He tried again but Hermione just waved and smiled. I glanced back one more time and saw Fred, George, Ron and Harry looking as if someone had told them that Quidditch had been made illegal. I grinned and Hermione and I headed back to get ready.

"Okay." Hermione said as we reached our dorm. "Showers first?"

"Yeah. You go ahead; I'll lay out our robes and stuff." She nodded and set for the shower. I opened her trunk and found the periwinkle robes and laid them flat across her bed, the small matching heels at the foot of it. I then pulled out my red and white robes. I smiled and held them up to me and faced the mirror. The red some how accented the green in my naturally hazel eyes. I did the same with them as I had with Hermione's. About half an hour later Hermione emerged in sweats and a t-shirt, hair wrapped in a towel.

"Okay, your turn. I'll wait to get dressed after we do all the make-up. Then I'll do my hair after I get dressed." She said mater of factly.

"Okay Hermione." I said with a grin. I then hopped in the shower, letting the warm water flow over my cold muscles relaxing my shoulders especially. Half an hour later I emerged looking just like Hermione had. She was now sitting on her bed staring at her robes absentmindedly.

"Come on Hermione. Time to get made-up." I said. And that's what we did. For the next hour we did make up, getting every little piece just right. This was the part that made me want to scream. Then finally we were done, well with that part. Hermione went to get changed as I put all the make-up stuff away and when she came back she looked stunning. Her light periwinkle blue robes fit her perfectly and made her look like a whole different person.

"Hermione! You look amazing!" I gasped as I saw her. The size difference in her teeth was more noticeable than normal and it made me smile. "You look….wow Hermione!" I said.

"You think so?" She asked looking in the mirror. Then a small smile lit her face. "I guess I do look…different at least." Then she turned to me. "Okay, go get dressed missy!" I grinned and obeyed. I reentered the bathroom and Hermione squealed.

"Hannah! You….Hannah!" I smiled and turned to the mirror. I was taken aback by the girl staring back at me. She didn't seem at all like who I thought I was. She seemed older, more mature than I was. Her eyes were full of fire and mystery, like she knew something you didn't. Was this what everyone else saw when they looked at me?

"Yeah, it is." Hermione said. I hadn't realized I had voiced my thoughts. "Come on, now's the hard part." She said with a smile.

"Okay. You first." She sat down and I worked her hair into a sleek knot at the back of her head. It took me forever to get her hair to stay back and not frizz up. I used a lot of Sleekeazy's Hair Potion on that hair style let me tell you. Then it was done.

"How does it look?" I asked as she examined it in the mirror.

"I love it Hannah!" Then we switched spots. Twenty minutes later my long, dark hair was wavy, that was my doing mot Hermione's, and there was a small rose clip holding some of the waves back, the other falling elegantly around my shoulders. I met Hermione's eye in the mirror and we smiled. That look was all that was needed to tell each other that it was done. Three hours of preparation and it was time. Hermione slipped her shoes on and left with a promise she's find me at the all. She had to meet Krum in the Great Hall and that was why she was going down early. I sat on my bed staring at my hands, my stomach churning. I had about ten minutes until Lee was going to meet me in the common room and I didn't know what to do. SO I decided to write a letter to Sirius. I sat at my desk and began to write.

Dear Sirius,

Happy Christmas yourself! Thank you for the key! I'm sure it'll come in handy. I promise your present is coming. It's just a little fragile and I don't want it to die so I'll give it to you when I see you and you can take it. I hope that the time to talk will come soon. I'll keep you updated on all the things Harry misses.

Lots of love,

Hannah

I had just sealed the envelope as Talia swooped into my window. I grinned at her timing and sent her off quickly. I sighed and did a quick double check on my out fit before slipping on my shoes and heading down stairs. As I reached the common room I saw that most everyone was already there with their partners. I didn't see Harry but Ron was standing with Lee, Fred and George so I thought maybe that Harry had already gone down. I walked up to the small group and smiled.

"Hey guys." I said. Angelina and Katie turned to me, both beaming.

"HI Hannah." Katie said. "You look great."

"Yeah you look gorgeous!" Angelina agreed.

"Thanks." I said with a small smile. I looked at the four boys and grinned. Lee looked really good actually. Fred and George did too. I had never really pictured them as people who would clean up well but they did. And Ron, well Ron's dress robes just made everything awful.

"You ready to go down?" Lee asked.

"Yeah. Did harry already go down?" I asked.

"He headed down about five minutes before you got down." George said. I nodded and then Lee and I left. I looked back at the rest of the group and saw George and Katie and Fred and Angelina following us. George gave me a quick wink and Fred just looked at me. I smiled and turned back forward trying not to trip going down the stairs. As we got to the Great Hall I saw the champions and their partners lined up waiting to go in. Harry gave me a small thumbs up and Hermione just beamed. I smiled at both of them and continued walking into the Hall, sitting at a table with lee, Fred and George joined us with Katie and Angelina behind. About twenty minutes later, Dumbledore looked down at his plates and said 'Pork chops' and they appeared. I got the idea and looked down at my own plate.

"Steak, medium rare." I said distinctly and a juicy looking steak appeared with a small salad on the side. I grinned and began eating. We all talked about the upcoming task and Quidditch for the majority of the meal. After everyone was done Dumbledore stood up and everyone followed suit. The tables flew back against the walls and a small stage appeared with a cello, drums, several guitars, a lute and bagpipes. The Weird Sisters walked onto it followed by a round of applause. They started playing a slow, almost mournful tune and the champions went to dance. Harry was awful. I'll just leave it at that. But the other three seemed to be doing fine. After a bit, other couples began to make their way to the floor. Lee turned to me with a grin and offered his hand. I took it and we joined the others.

"Just a warning, I'm not the best dancer." I said as we began.

"That's alright. I'm sure I can make up for that." Lee replied with a smirk.

"Have you always been this hot headed?"

"Yes. You just haven't spent enough time with me." I tilted my head back and laughed gently. We danced for two songs then I begged to stop because my feet were going to die. Lee agreed and we maneuvered off the dance floor. He went to get punch and I saw Harry and Ron. I went over to them and smiled. They, and their dates, however did not smile back. I was about to ask why when suddenly two boys came up and asked the Patil twins to dance. They got up and left without a word.

"Bad night?" I asked. The two boys simply nodded. "Oh. Well that sucks."

"Yeah." Ron said simply. Then his eyes narrowed and I turned and saw why. Hermione was coming up, arm in arm with Krum. Krum broke off to get punch and Hermione came over. I saw Lee pass Krum and say hello.

"Isn't this amazing?" Hermione asked.

"It is!" I agreed. "I'm loving it! I mean, my feet are killing me but otherwise it's great!" harry and Ron just shrugged.

"You look lovely Hermione." Lee said as he joined us. She beamed and said a quick thank you. Then he turned to me. "I'm going to go over and talk to Fred and George, is that okay?"

"Yeah, that's fine. I'll see you in a bit then." He smiled and walked off. I turned back to the conversation that had begun between my friends.

"He's from Drumstrang!" Ron spat. "He's competing against Harry! Against Hogwarts!" He glared at Hermione with a venom. "You're fraternizing with the enemy!"

"The enemy? Are you serious?" Hermione said appalled. "As if I would want anyone but Harry to win!"

"You've got a funny way of showing it then!"

"Ron. I don't have a problem with Hermione coming with Krum if that's what you're worrying about." Harry said. But Ron ignored him.

"Why don't you go find Vicky, he'll be wondering where you are." Ron hissed.

"Don't call him Vicky!" Hermione snarled. And with that she stood up and walked away.

"Well handled Ron." I snapped. Padama sighed and turned to Ron.

"Are you going to ask me to dance at all?" She asked him

"No." She sighed again ad stood up, joining her sister.

"You are such a baby Ron." I said. "Can't you just let Hermione have a good time? Or are you really that selfish to not let her have fun if she's not here with you?" I asked. He just scowled. "Fine. Whatever." I turned and walked to the edge of the dance floor simmering. Boys were such idiots. I stood there watching the crowd and I saw Lee dancing with Katie. I then looked for George wondering who he was with and saw him with Angelina. I couldn't fins Fred which I found very strange.

"Where's Lee?" A voice from behind me asked. "Ditch you after two songs? Well, I suppose he did wait for about four more while you talked to your won friends." I turned and saw Fred grinning at me.

"Apparently I'm not the only one getting ditched." I said nodding towards George and Angelina who were a centimeter away from each other.

"Not the point." Fred said quickly.

"I guess Lee thought Katie was better looking and since George stole Angelina he took is chance." Fred grinned.

"I suppose." We stood watching everyone dance for almost three songs in total silence. I watched Hermione and Krum dance and was amazed at how graceful Hermione was. I was wondering if she was always this graceful and the twenty pounds of books just made her look awkward or if this was a new found thing when Fred turned to me again.

"Would you like to dance?" He asked. I looked at him in surprise.

"What?"

"Would you like to dance? It seems as if we both have been ditched so do you want to dance?" I stood there for a minute before my brain started working.

"Sure." I said taking his extended hand and we moved to the center of the floor. As he pulled me closer a new song started to play. It was slower than the last one but it was beautiful none the less.

Through the darkness,

I can see your light…

And you will always shine and I can feel your heart in mine

"This is a muggle song isn't it?" Fred asked.

"Yeah. It is." I replied trying to focus on breathing with only a few inches between us.

Your face I've memorized…

I idolize just you…

I look up to…everything you are

In my eyes you do no wrong

I've loved you for so long and after all is said and done….

You're still you…

After all, you're still you…

I looked up into Fred's eyes and smiled just a bit. HE smiled back but there was something in his eyes that made me think that there was more behind his smile.

You walk past me…I can feel your pain

Time changes everything; one truth always stays the same….

You're still you

After all…You're still you

Fred pulled me just a little closer and looked down at me with the same smile I'd seen for the past four years. But tonight something felt different.

I look up to….everything you are

In my eyes you do no wrong

And I believe in you although you never asked me too

I tightened my grip on Fred's hand by a fraction of a squeeze and felt my heart twist at the words in this song. How true were they to my situation with him? They were dead on! His hand slid from my shoulder blade to my lower back, pressing gently on it, making my step closer to him. I could practically feel the energy in the air around us.

I will remember you and what I've put you through

And in this cruel and lonely world I have found one love….

You're still you…

I looked again into his eyes as the music faded and the next slow song began to play. I was vaguely aware that we had stopped moving but the movement around has hadn't we were closer than ever now and I could hardly breath. He smiled just a bit as his hand holding mine slid to my wrist then my shoulder. He began to pull me closer then stopped. He let go of my shoulder and I wanted to stop him. I didn't want him to leave. But he was. He took my hand again and kissed it. In an instant I was back at the Burrow the day I had broken my ankle in front of Ginny's room. The clock chimed five to twelve and the moment was gone. He straightened up and with a smile walked away. I stood rooted to the spot and watched him. Something had just changed between us. I could feel it. I slowly made my way off the dance floor and out of the hall. I walked out the front doors and looked up at the stars in the sky, the song still playing in my head. One phrase stood out stronger than the rest.

And I believe in you although you never asked me too

And he did believe in me. He was the one who tried to make me feel included when Harry was getting all the attention. I hadn't asked him too yet he still did. He took the time and energy to. I smiled and let the cold air washing over me. The past four years had been difficult but after all that time he was still him. Fred was still Fred.

A/N: Do you like it? I'm so happy now! It's started! AHHH! How exciting!