Disclaimer: I do not own anything, only the OCs and the plot. I am INCREDIBLY sorry for the UNBELIEVABLY long wait for updates! Like I said in my other fan fiction, School was hectic and I had a major case of Writer's Block. Thankfully I'm over the Writer's Block.

Chapter 9

The four friends grin as they step into the Great Hall. The tables have been pushed to sides of the wall, and have been set for many people. The Great Hall has been decorated with live bats, toads, and cauldrons filled with punch. Spider webs had been spun between the floating candles, which Ron eyes nervously from behind his Darth Vader helmet.

They walk over to Luna and few other of their friends, waiting for the party to begin.

Prof. McGonagall clears her throat, and the Great Hall falls silent.

"I'm sure you all want to begin to...party. But first there are a few rules." She eyes her audience, waiting for a moan. When no one responds, she nods her head and continues. "Firstly, there will be no...inappropriate behavior. If there is, you will be banned from this event. Secondly, I should hope you don't get so excited that you forget our rules. Thirdly, have fun."

Prof. McGonagall walks over to a table where she can watch the students and settles down. The candles dim and the band set up on the platform begin to play.

"Oh! I love this song!" Ginny squeals.

"I bet she's gonna drag you off." Ron whispers in a deep, raspy voice; thanks to the voice box in his costume.

"Come on Harry!"

Ginny drags Harry out into the center of the hall, Harry looks back over his shoulder at Ron silently begging him for help. Ron sniggers.

"Come on Ron, I want to dance too!" Hermione grabs his wrist and determinedly drags him into the the crowd of dancing couples.

"Ah, come on Hermione!" Ron whines.

Hermione stops in the middle of the crowd and turns to face Ron.

"Ow!" Ron scowls over his shoulder at a madly dancing couple. "Oi, you just elbowed my back!"

The pair grin sheepishly at him and side step to give him more room.

"Honestly, what is with those...Hermione?" Ron stops mid sentence. Hermione's blushing feverishly and won't look him in the eye. "What's the matter....oh! I'm sorry!" Ron quickly moves his hand to a more appropriate location, his cheeks flaming a deeper red than his hair beneath his helmet.

"Harry it's easy! Just follow my lead." Ginny exclaims.

Harry grumbles something incoherent, but attempts to copy Ginny's fast steps. Ignoring the numerous sniggers directed his way, Harry begins to have fun. Daring something new, Harry grasps Ginny's hand and twirls her. Ginny throws back her head and laughs, her dress flowing around her knees. Harry grins, finally getting into the music.

The song comes to an end. Both Harry and Ginny have beads of perspiration dotting their foreheads. The opening bars of Iris by the Goo Goo Dolls begins to play. Harry holds out his hand, which Ginny gently accepts. Harry twirls her into his arms.

Ginny places one hand on his shoulder and another on his hip, Harry mirrors her actions. Ginny closes her eyes and rests her head on his shoulder as they sway to the music. Harry sighs softly, feeling an emotion he had long ago sealed up. He glances over Ginny's head to check on Ron and Hermione.

Smiling at his two best friends, he turns to look at Ginny but freezes. Had he really just seen what he thought he saw? Having a double take, Harry stares at Ron and Hermione. Ginny, noticing Harry's sudden tenseness, pulls away to question him.

"Harry, what is it?" She whispers, before glancing over.

Harry and Ginny both stand in the middle of the dance floor, staring disbelievingly at the sight before them. A blond knight is steering a nervous Hermione away from an obvious fuming Ron. His green tunic supports the symbol of the snake, and his silver tights shimmer in the light of the disco ball.

"Is that..." Ginny whispers finally.

"Malfoy?" Harry finishes. "I'm going to have to say yes."

Ron storms off the dance floor, his cape swishing from side to side. His movements would have been funny if not under the current circumstances. A frightened looking Hermione looks over Malfoy's shoulder, watching Ron with a worried look.

"I better talk to him." Harry says, stepping away from Ginny. "You know his temper."

"Do I ever." Mutters Ginny, watching Harry leave. She turns to see Malfoy pulling a disgruntled Hermione closer to him. Disgusted, Ginny walks over to one of the tables and heads straight for the punch bowl.

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