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The days flew by and sooner than the students expected it was Hogsmeade weekend. In the Gryffandor common room students could be seen sitting by the fire waiting for their friends to head out to the carriages that would take them to Hogsmeade since it was starting to snow. Hermione and Ginny were already waiting when the boys decided to walk down.
"And they always complain that we take to long," grumbled Ginny just as the boys were making their way over to them.
"That's because you both take decades to get ready, which you don't need to because you always look beautiful," said Harry looking directly at Ginny.
Ron made a vomiting noise behind the two of them. Although he had accepted that his best friend was dating his sister it didn't mean that he wanted to watch. Hermione on the other hand smiled as her two close friends shared a sweet kiss. Now if only she and her other close friend could be doing some kissing, preferably with each other.
Ginny shook her head at Harry and the group headed down hoping there were still carriages available. Once they'd gotten a carriage they discussed what they were going to do once they got to Hogsmeade. The girls wanted to go to get their dresses and forbade the boys from coming along with them.
"Oh and why can't we come along?" asked Ron who found it a bit suspicious that the girls didn't want them around when they bought their dresses.
"Because Ronald, we want to get our dresses without the hypocritical comments coming from you when we try them on." Ginny snapped at her nosy brother.
"I won't be a hypocrite… I just want to make sure that my sister dresses in something appropriate." He defended.
"Appropriate? What you think I'll show up to the ball is not but my knickers?"
Ron shuttered at the thought and shook his head to try and get the image out of his head. The carriage arrived just outside of the village and the friends shuffled out. Hermione and Ginny moved towards Gladrags Wizardwear hoping to find something they liked in the shop. The boys made to follow but Ginny turned on them and told them to stay. Ron glared at her and Harry was just shocked that she was serious about them not being there. With a curt nod from her the girls were on their way leaving the boys to do as they pleased.
"Why are girls so bloody weird?" asked Ron as he and Harry walked over to the Three Broomsticks for a butterbeer.
"When you figure that out let me know."
Walking into the pub the soft chatter and noise inside invited them. It was crowded but at least it was warmer than outside where the wind had started to pick up. There were few tables to choose from but they found an empty one in the corner. Ron got the drinks while Harry went to save the table. With drinks in hand the two mates talked about everything from quidditch to Harry and Ginny's relationship, which led them to talk about the upcoming ball.
"I just don't get it why do we have to change ourselves so much I mean it's just a dance."
"Come on, Harry it will be fun. I thought you would've enjoyed looking like someone else beside Harry bleeding Potter for one night."
"I suppose you have a point. But you know there is a down side to not knowing who's who."
"Oh yeah?" Ron took a sip of his drink. "What's that?"
"You won't get the chance to ask Hermione to be your date." Harry smirked as Ron nearly choked on his drink.
"And what made you think that I would ask Hermione to be my date?"
"Don't be a dimwit Ron. I'm not blind I can see the way you stare at her during class. And she was the one who convince you that you should finish your last year of school."
"Yeah well she convinced you too." He defended.
"No she didn't. I was planning on coming back anyway. As cool as it would have been to just go into Auror training right away I'd rather have one year off."
Ron looked at him as though he'd gone mad.
"A year off? Is that what you call going to class and doing mountains of work?"
"Well it beats having to hunt for horcruxes, living in a tent and having to fight dark wizards." Harry answered.
Ron shrugged in agreement. He didn't say anything for a while and just stared at his drink. After playing with the foam for a bit he looked up at Harry and told him that it wasn't likely that Hermione would have agreed to be his date even if he found the courage to ask her.
"Come off it Ron. You two bicker like an old married couple. The only thing you need to do now is just be a couple. You've already got the old and bickering part down to an art."
Harry ducked to avoid Ron's attempt at punching him. They smiled and joked for a bit more before they decided it was time to head out to get their robes.
"Alright let's go get those stupid dress robes, see if we can find something decent to wear."
"Can't be worse than what I had to wear in fourth year."
"Urgh… true. Nothing could be worse than that," joked Harry.