"Alright Hayleigh this is an easy win." Oliver said as we went to our side of the feild.

"Oliver! You do you're job, I'll do mine."

"You said my name."

"Maybe Hermione was right, I need to see a psych asap."

"What's a psych?"

"Muggle thing, pretty much a doctor for crazy people."

"Oh."

So it was a pretty tight game, Hermione was acting as referee/score keeper. In the end, we lost by one. I think they cheated.

"Well it looks like you two will be going to the dance together after all." George said.

"Yeah Hayleigh, we'll help you pick out a dress in Hogsmeade tomorrow." Fred finshed.

"Yeah right you two'll have me looking like a hooker, I think Hermione and I can find something suitable." I stated, then turned to her "Unless you have other plans?"

"No sounds great, I have to get one too."

Her and the twins left and Oliver was cursing to himself a few feet away.

"How can you be so positive, we just lost. Either that or you really wanted to go with me."

"Don't flatter yourself Captain, I just found us a loophole."

"Mind tellin' me what it is?"

"Easy, they said we had to go to the dance together, not stay together. The way I see it as long as we walk through the door together, and share one dance, we've fulfilled our end of the deal."

"I like the way you think."

The next day Hermione woke me up early. Oliver insisted on tagging along, seeing as he was my 'date' he thought he had a say in my dress choice.

"How about this one?" I said holding out a big poofy black dress laughing.

"No, this isn't a joke Hayleigh." Hermione said. "What exactly are you looking for?"

We had been searching for a couple of hours.

"I'm looking for something in red, something that's shocking to turn someone's head."

"Well how about this one?" Oliver asked holding up a red dress.

"Maybe." it looked good enough.

I put on the dress, it was perfect. Strapless and sequined it fell diagonally across my knees. I hated to admit it, but Oliver had good taste.

"Are you gonna show us?" he asked from outside the dressing room.

"Sorry, what do you think?" I asked walking out, his jaw just dropped.

"It's perfect!" Hermione squealed.

"Oliver?...hello...Earth to egotistical jerk."

"Hey!"

"Well I had to snap you out of that trance somehow, what do you think?"

"It's...well you're...I love it."

"Me too, great choice Captain."

I payed for the dress and we headed back to the school, meeting up with the twins along the way.

"So we see you found a dress." Fred started.

"Yeah."

"Can we see it?" they asked together.

"No, you'll just have to wait like everyone else."

Hermione and I got back to our dorm and pulled our dresses out.

"I love this dress, but it's just missing something." I said.

"Lavender trim!" we both yelled at the same time errupting with laughter.

(A/N: This chapter's song inspired title is by Lorrie Morgan!)