DISCLAIMER: I don't own Harry Potter, only my ideas. Nor do I own the lyrics, it is Michael Buble and the song is Call Me Irresponsible off of the album by the same name.

So, I'm gonna do the ball in sixth year because it would make it more fun. So, Aspen and Fred are together, Dagan and Acacia are together (I know, who knew), Tristan and Abigail are together, James and Raine are kinda together, kinda not, and I don't think there's anymore relationships that need to be known. But if there is, PM me!

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I was sitting on my bed, my hair getting pulled out as Abigail Silverstone was piling my hair on top of my head. I could feel tears pooling into my eyes, but Aspen wasn't letting me cry because it would make the make-up that she had spent an hour on completely run. I was trying not to let the butterflies in my stomach make me too nervous otherwise I wouldn't be able to do anything but try not to puke all night. I was going with Dagan, the boy that I had fallen in love with. I know I'm sixteen and I'm in love, crazy right?

"Acacia! Would you please stop moving your head! You're making this harder than it needs to be!" Abigail said, ripping another piece of hair up. I winced and groaned. "Oh, shut it, it can't hurt that bad."

"Abby, you're not the one that is getting their hair ripped out of their head!" I complained, touching my head tenderly.

"All right, guys. How do I look?" Aspen asked, coming up to meet us. I looked her up and down and could not believe how gorgeous she looked.

Her gown was full and a light black with silver jewels bedazzling the front of it. The bottom of her gown was cinched up in a few places with a few silver crystals making it really shine. Her make-up looked absolutely amazing with her gown and her hair was straight and up in a bun. She looked absolutely gorgeous. I would be surprised if Fred could keep his hands off of her.

"Oh my God, 'Pen! You look amazing!" I screeched, jumping up and hugging her! She sighed and let me go, smoothing down the front of her gown. I laughed and turned to look at Abby who had absolute wonderment all over her face.

"Wow! Where did you find that?" Abby asked breathlessly. Aspen shrugged and went in front of the mirror.

"Do you really think it looks good?" she asked, turning around to me and Abby. We nodded vigorously, chorusing how good she looked in it. She sighed and turned around, hugging me. "Do you think Fred will like it?"

"Like it?! He'll love it!" I screamed, jumping up and down and hugging her. She laughed and then turned to me.

"We have an hour! You'd better get your hair done so I can fix your make-up and then you can get your gown on!" Aspen said excitedly. "You too, Abby! You both want to look good for Dagan and Tristan!"

We both sighed and turned back around. Abby went back to ripping my hair out and I went back to wincing and groaning whenever my hair was pulled out. Finally she was done and my tender scalp was free from all pressure. I went over to the mirror and looked at my image in the mirror. My hair was absolutely perfect and I was excited to get my gown on. Aspen rushed over, swept some blush over my cheekbones, dabbed some eye makeup over my eyes, drew some eyeliner underneath my eyes and pulled the mascara through my eyelashes. I looked myself over and decided that it was as good as it was ever going to get.

"Acacia, you look absolutely, positively hot!" Aspen said excitedly, giving a hug and rumpling her gown in the process.

"You think so?" I giggled, brushing a piece of hair behind my ear and biting my lip.

"I think that the world had better watch out because here comes Acacia Lestrange!" Abby laughed, pulling me onto the bed. I giggled and pushed her off.

"All right. Princess Acacia has to go get her gown on!" Aspen said, calling Abby off. I sighed and went over to the closet by my bed and pulled the long gown out. I went into the closet, pulled the doors shut and ripped off my clothing. I was nervous about putting the full-length gown on. I didn't even know how it would look on me. Narcissa had sent it last night and I hadn't gotten a chance to try it on.

I sighed and slipped the burgundy cloth over my legs and up over my torso. It finally settled right underneath above my heart area. I tried to zip the back up by myself but it didn't work out. I sighed nervously and opened the closet door, the gown spilling into the room and touching the floor. I picked up the front with both of hands and walked over to where Aspen and Abby were standing.

"Oh my God, Acacia! You look absolutely stunning!" Aspen said excitedly. I felt my face contort in nervousness and sat my hand down on my stomach. My heart was beating excitedly and I couldn't help but smile.

"What do you think, Abby? Does it look all right?" I asked sheepishly, looking into the mirror. I looked over at Abby when she didn't answer and all I saw was her jaw on the floor. "I'll take as a yes. Oh! I almost forgot. I need the back to be zipped up. Some help?"

"Oh, yeah. Here." Abby zipped the back of my dress up and then stepped back. I turned around to look at Aspen and she had my locket held out in front of her.

"I think it's time to put your locket back on," she said, holding the gold locket out for me. I smiled and nodded, holding the gold locket with our family's crest in it. I looked at the Latin words at the bottom. Mihi parta tueri. I guard that which is mine. What did I guard? My heart, my friends, my family? Nothing really concerned me out of those three things.

"Thanks, Aspen. It means a lot," I said sweetly, hugging my best friend. She smiled, but I could see tears in her eyes. "Hey, what's wrong?"

"Nothing. It's just; we're all grown up now. We're going to a ball and getting ready to have fun with our boyfriends. When did all this happen?" she asked, wrapping her arms around me.

"I don't know. Come on. Dagan said he wanted pictures. I have to get my shoes on, still," I said, wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her to my bed.

"Oh, hey. I had a question about the locket," Aspen said suddenly. I nodded, looking at her. "What does mihi parta tueri mean?"

"What?"

"It's on your locket."

"Oh, that. It means I defend what is mine. Or I guard what is mine, either way works." Aspen nodded and then fell silent.

The closet opened again and Abby came out, and she was wearing her gown. It was bright purple and had a lacy texture along with silver and black embellishments. She looked absolutely gorgeous. Her blond hair was loosely curled and she had a huge smile. We were finally all ready to go down and meet all of our gorgeous boys and take pictures.

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I was making my way down the stairs, I was the last one to go and I was probably the most nervous. I had a hand sitting on my stomach and another hand on the railing. My heels were clicking in time with my heart and my hair was lying across my shoulder. I finally reached the bottom and saw Dagan sitting down on the sofa and playing with his fingers. He looked up as I stood at the bottom and walked over to me, his long strides making it half the distance it should have been.

"You look amazing, Lestrange," he whispered in my ear, tickling it. I laughed and hugged him, hearing a picture being taken somewhere in front of me. I turned to look at them and it was my brother. Of course.

"What are you doing?!" I screeched, covering my face with my hands.

"Look up at Dagan, Acacia!" Tristan called, directing me for the pictures. I laughed and complied.

I looked into Dagan's gorgeous grey eyes and smiled. He was drawing me in. "And it's the alluring Acacia Lestrange," he said with a laugh. I laughed back and looked at the camera. I was excited; this was our first real dance together.

"Hey! No calling my sister alluring!" Tristan said angrily, putting the camera down.

"I can call her whatever I want! Such as this. My angelic Acacia Lestrange has finally fallen for me," Dagan said, causing all of us to laugh. We knew that he was just calling my brother out to see if he could get my brother really angry.

"Okay. And my handsome Dagan Laud has decided to escort me to the prestigious ball," I said with a smile playing on my lips.

"All right. Fine. Can we please get out of here and down to the ball?! We're going to be late!" James said moodily, his arm around Raine's shoulders. They both looked kind of stiff and I wondered if they were going through a rough patch. I looked at Dagan and nodded. I felt his strong arm slip around my waist and started walking, my legs walking in time with him.

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Once we were down in the Great Hall, Longbottom instructed all team captains and their dates to come to the middle of the floor. We were up for dancing first. The song started to play and it was all I could do to not sing along.

"Call me irresponsible. Call me unreliable. Throw in undependable, too." We were gliding across the floor, our feet moving together like some predictable battle of wills. A smile spread across my face and I could feel Dagan's firm arms around my waist just guiding me where to where I needed to be. "Do my foolish alibis bore you? Well, I'm not too clever, I. I just adore you."

Dagan's substantial muscles lifted me up off of the ground and spun me around. I laughed and nervous butterflies fluttered in my stomach. I was comfortable again when my feet touched the ground and we were back to gliding across the floor. "So, call me unpredictable. Tell me, I'm impractical. Rainbows, I'm inclined to pursue."

I could feel everyone's eyes following us, but I was gazing into only Dagan's. He was smiling at me and I felt my insides melt. I was absolutely and irrevocably in love with him and it had taken me this long to realize that. "Call me irresponsible. Yes, I'm unreliable. But it's undeniably true that I'm irresponsibly mad for you."

I laughed. Nothing could bring me down off of my high horse right now. I was excited. Everyone was watching us and I couldn't help but bathe in the light of that. I was absolutely happy to be here in Dagan's company with nothing else touching else. "Do my foolish alibis bore you? Girl, I'm not clever, I. I just adore you. Call me unpredictable. Tell me, I'm so impractical. Rainbows, I'm inclined to pursue. Go ahead, call me irresponsible. Yes, I'm unreliable. But it's undeniably true, I'm irresponsibly mad for you. You know it's true. Oh, baby its true."

The song ended and we were finally done dancing. I laughed as we all bowed or curtsied and then walked over to where our friends were sitting. We all sat down at the long tables that were lining the Great Hall and started talking. Dagan's hand was wrapped around mine and I was smiling from ear to ear.

"Dagan, how long did it take you to teach Lestrange to dance like that? I can hardly imagine that she picked that up on her own," Vondurri asked sweetly, leaning across the table. She winked at me and I felt blood rush up to my face and color it bright red.

"Raine…."James sighed angrily, holding his head in his hands.

"What? It was a simple question!" Raine said, looking at him. "You know, there was a time where you agreed with everything that I said about her. What changed your mind, James?"

"The fact that you're a bitch and can't control yourself!" James said angrily, getting up. "I'll be back."

I looked at Dagan and he nodded, letting me follow James. I ran after him, my gown in my hands and my heels clicking on the stones. He stopped at an alcove and hung his head, his hands running through his hair.

"Hey. Are you okay?" I asked, settling myself next to him.

"I'm fine. I just need a break from her," he said exhaustedly. I sighed and put my hand on his back and started to rub it. "I'm surprised you could tear yourself away from your boyfriend long enough to come after me."

"If you want me to go back, I will!" I said angrily, standing up. I started to walk away, but he grabbed my wrist, pulling me back. He was standing up and looking absolutely handsome in his suit.

"Please don't go. I need you here," James said quietly. I started to struggle against his grip, but he wasn't letting go.

"Don't say that."

"But it's true."

"James. There was a time when if you would have wanted me to stay and kiss you and console and keep quiet about it, then I would have. But you threw that time away when you started to date Vondurri." His eyes were downcast and I could hear music starting up again. "I have to go back. You should come back too."

"Acacia…." But I had already turned away. He ran up to me, his shoes stomping on the hard ground. I turned around and felt his warm lips caress mine. He was kissing me tenderly, softly. I gave in and kissed back, wanting to give in. He started to kiss harder, pushing his lips onto mine. It was only when his tongue slipped between my teeth and jarred me alert to what I was doing, that I opened my eyes and stepped away. I slapped him and felt my eyes widen.

"What are you doing?! I have a boyfriend, James! I love him and…and you're not going to change that!" I ran away from him, my heels clicking and stopped only when I was sure he wasn't following me. I felt my lips and felt a tingling spread through me. So maybe I did like that he kissed me, but I wasn't about to let onto that.

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A/N: So, what happens next? Will Dagan find out about the forbidden kiss and will Dagan and Acacia be over? Come back to find out! R&R!