His Firebolt Sags as my Nimbus Rises Part 8 The Autumn Annual

"Wow, I can't believe it's finally here!" breathed Twyla twirling around in the mirror. Your mom had bought you a swishy knee length purple dress. It was matched with a pair of black and white sneaks (me: my personal touch ;P) with a black and white checked bow tied into your long black curly hair.
Hermione whistled when she saw you "Harry's going to faint." she remarked laughing.
You gave her a weird look and chuckled. You both linked arms and walked down the staircase to where Harry and Ron were leaning against a wall. Harry was wearing black dress pants with black sneaks and a black short sleeved button up dress shirt paired with a black tie (me: god that's hot, sorry I love boys in black ;P).
Ron was wearing a slightly similar outfit except with a white shirt, white trainers, a red tie, and it was easy to tell it was hand me down. He looked hot anyways. You quickly brushed the thought out of your mind, Ron was your friend.
"Hi!" Hermione chirped. She was wearing a dress similar to yours except it was lime green (me: WICKED!!!!). Her hair was down with a lime green barrette pinning her bangs back. Her green eyes sparkled when she saw Ron. You stifled a laugh as you practically skipped out of the portrait hole.
You walked down the staircase and entered the Entrance Hall where twinkling fairy lights of green, red, orange, and yellow hung. Fred and George ran past you laughing their heads off. It seemed they had "accidentally" dropped a pumpkin on Professor Trelawney's head (me: WOOT!!!). You laughed and entered the Great Hall where tons of mini tables were set up with Autumn colored center pieces filled with leaves and beautiful flowers of colors you never knew existed.
"These faerie flowers are beautiful!" remarked Hermione as she sat down at the table.
"Welcome ladies and gentleman to the 1,000th Autumn Annual! I can see you are all ready to enjoy are magnificent feast so I only have 2 words: Tuck in!" (me: AMEN!) boomed Dumbledore's voice from the front hall.
For the next half hour you laughed, talked, and ate with Harry, Ron, Hermione, Denise, Terry, Ernie, and Hannah. Then the music started, it was fast paced waltz and you watched as 7th, 6th, and even a few 5th year couples started to dance. After 3 minutes the song ended and too your enjoyment 4 Minutes to Save the World (me: sorry, I'm listening to it right now) came on. You hopped up and pulled the reluctant Harry with you. You all danced to songs by Carrie Underwood, Paramore, AAR, MCR, Gym Class Heroes, Madonna, Justin Timberlake, Evanescense, Chris Brown, Jordin Sparks, and a bunch of other artists for 2 hours when the mischievious Weasley twins came up to you.
"Hey runts, we're hosting a game in room 406. Meet us there in 5 minutes." said Fred smirking at Ron's terrified face. You held in a laugh as Ron gaped at their retreating backs.
It took a minute to convince Ron that his brothers weren't plotting to start a mofia (me: teehee, Italians rox!!!) with the first years as their hit men (me: LOL). You walked to room 406 and found Fred, George, Cho, Cedric, Oliver, Angelina, Alicia, Parvati, Padma, Lavender, Denise, Luna, Lee, Dean, Seamus, Terry, Zachirius, Ernie, Neville, and to your disgust Malfoy sitting in a circle with a bottle in the middle.
"Here's the game kiddies," said George standing up. "Spin the bottle and go into that closet with the person it lands on." (me: What if a guy gets a guy? ZOMG HOT THOUGHT: A BI, EMO GEORGE!!! *drools at mouth* sorry, I'm loony) he finished pointing at the closet across the room.
"I'm first!" said Fred grabbing the bottle away from George and spinning it. It landed on Cedric.
"Haha, this is will be rich." laughed George.
"Spin again." said Harry laughing.
Fred span again and it landed on Denise. Denise jumped up and practically ran into the closet with Fred.
A few minutes later she and Fred came out of the closet positively beaming. Denise smiled sweetly at Fred and sat back down beside Lavender and Parvati sneaking a glance at him any chance she got.
Next up was you. You gulped down your fear and span the bottle. Too your surprise, misery, and confusion it landed on none other than Harry (me: i know, very predictable). You stood up and walked to the closet feeling Hermione's smug look and Ron's..... was that anger you felt etched in his heart? It couldn't be, you and Ron were friends nothing less, nothing..... more?
You entered and immediately you felt relaxed when you realized Harry had started to talk. For the next few minutes you talked about quidditch, school, and any other random crap.
You came out feeling happy. Nobody seemed surprised that nothing had happened though for some reason Hermione looked at you weird when you weren't upset.
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30 MINUTES LATER

It was your turn again. You felt very relaxed now and you span the bottle with confidence. And it landed on........ MALFOY!!!!!!! DUN DUN DUN!!!!!!!! (me: *sigh* so very predictable, but my readers chose this, not me... but i probably would've picked the same)
You felt your own, Ron's, Hermione's, and Harry's (also everybody elses) anger and/or disbelief as you stood up and walked to the door.
Once inside you slid down to the floor as Malfoy began to speak "I'm really sorry Twyla." he said looking down at you from across the closet.
"Keep the apology Malfoy." you growled looking up at his lonely grey eyes.
He moved closer and without thinking you stood up and slapped him so hard across the face that you almost dislocated his jaw.
"What the hell was that for?!" he yelled.
"For being a horrible friend, see you in hell Malfoy." you said saluting him and walking out the door.
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10 MINUTES LATER
It was the last turn of the night. You were getting bored of this game and couldn't wait to get back to the dance. You span the bottle and it landed on..... (me: drum roll please!) RON!!!!!!!!!! (me: YEAH BABY!!!!)
You stood up, your heart fluttering, and walked into the closet.
Once inside he kissed you on the cheek "I really like you Twyla, be my girlfriend?" he asked blushing.
"Of course." you whispered kissing him back.
He beamed and the rest is up to you. Just remember they're only 11 years old ;P
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The next part is coming soon. Thanks to everybody who took my poll and got "addicted" to my stories and quizzes ;P. Special thanks to Ewelina. If you have any ideas for my fanfiction please message me! Cheers! ~