The Fire Within

The Ball

A/N: Here's another chapter, thank you for the positive feedback! It means the world to me :) Do you guys want a sequel?

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"Ow! Watch where you're throwing Potter!" I yelled upon receiving a snowball to the side of my head.

"Sorry Malfoy," Scarhead teased. I scowled and threw a snowball right back at him. He managed to quickly duck out of the way, causing it to sail and hit Weasley in the back of the head.

"Oi! Who threw that?!" He exclaimed, whipping around to see who had hit him. I snickered, slimy git deserved it.

"It was Potter!" I called over to him. At that, the redhead grabbed a handful of snow and threw it at Potter, hitting him square in the shoulder. Potter, always one for being overly dramatic, staggered to the ground, and pretended to die from the hit. Merlin, these were two idiots. But I was doing this for Granger. I owed her that much for being such a git earlier.

"Hermione, save me! I've been hit!" Harry called out, flailing around in the powdery snow.

"I'm coming Harry! And guys, if you hit me, I swear on Merlin that you will receive a nice hex upon your lovely faces right before the start of the ball!" Hermione said giggling. She jogged over to Harry and bent down to "examine" his "wound". "I don't think you'll make it Harry," she said, concealing her laughter with a gloved hand.

"Then tell Ginny, I love her!" He gasped before finally "dying" in the pile of snow. I tried to hide a snicker, but it was poorly concealed. Not that Potter was particularily funny, but their shenanigans weren't horribly unamusing.

"Wait what?!" Ron exclaimed, finally putting together what the Chosen One had declared. "I thought you liked Cho mate?"

"Well, Ginny's always been there for me and I was actually a bit upset when Neville asked her to the ball before I got the chance. I'm sorry Ron," Potter said abashedly.

"Git," Weasley muttered. "You know that she's been obsessed with you since first year right? You should have asked her!"

"I know I should have, thank you Ronald," Potter said, faking annoyance. I rolled my eyes and gathered together another snowball. Merlin, when would Granger say she had to leave so I could be free from these two imbeciles.

Deciding to stir the pot, I tossed a snowball at Weasley, smacking him hard in the middle of his back.

He wiped around and threw one at me, which I dodged but narrowly missed Hermione. She whipped around and glared at Weasley. I laughed as she conjured up a giant mound of snow and dumped it on him.

"Fools," She muttered. She grabbed Harry's had and hoisted him up.

"Thanks 'Mione," Harry said. He promptly jumped into action and threw a snowball at me. It nailed me in the stomach and I collapsed to the ground.

"Mione, only true loves kiss can save me," I gasped. She ran over and bent down in the snow next to me. She leaned down and grazed my lips with hers. I leaned forwards and deepened the kiss. We broke apart when we heard some cat calls. Our breath coming out heavily in big, thick, white clouds.

"Sorry to break up your precious moment, but can we play?" Fred asked grinning at us. George winked at me and and I rolled my eyes. I had never had any qualms with the twins, but since they were Weasley's I was automatically not their friend, nor had had any conversations with them up until now.

"Oi, what's blondie doing here?" George quipped, raising an eyebrow at me.

"He's here with me, so be nice you two," Granger gave my hand a squeeze and I smiled down at her. The moment was short lived as a snowball crashed into my head.