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|*| I love creating drama... you've been warned... |*|

No matter how hard Aquila tried to forget about what Abby said about Nash supporting Voldemort, she couldn't stop herself from balling her hands into fists and flaring her nostrils. This was supposed to he her peaceful night at the ball with Cedric and Ethan and everyone else. She was supposed to feel carefree and dance around all night and let her green hair flow.

But no. Abby had to ruin that for her.

She decided to take special precautions; Aquila put some of the Weasleys untested jokes in her bra. Yes, it was a risky move putting untested products in her boob straps, but nothing bad happened to her. They didn't explode until after she took them out.

Aquila tried hard to keep a happy smile on her face for Cedric's sake, but the smile looked more like and angry sneer. When she met up with her date, he noticed her expression immediately. "Quil," he asked, "what's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing," she said. She adjusted her bra in her dress.

Cedric looked at her in disbelief, "Aquila! What did you put in there!"

"Well, I don't really know..." she said, looking anywhere but at him.

"How do you not know?" Cedric asked. "You put it there!"

"Well, the Weasleys haven't named them yet-"

"Please tell me this is a joke," he said. "Please tell me you didn't stuff your bra with... with things Fred and George created."

"What was that about us?" one of the twins asked, walking behind them. Aquila recognized him as George.

"I snuck in some of your new jokes," Aquila said.

"How?" George asked.

"They're in her bra," Cedric answered.

"What!?" George asked. "Those could explode! Get them out of there!"

"Relax," Aquila said, "boobs are just decoration anyway."

"What are you guys talking about?" Ethan asked, interrupting them.

"Aquila's gonna blow up her-"

"No! No, I am not, George! Nothing is going to blow up! I have this all under control!"

"No you don't," Cedric told his date, who was screaming at the Weasley.

"I don't suppose you could find a solution to this," Aquila told Cedric.

"I beg to differ," he said, smiling.

"Yeah," Ethan said, "he can find anything."

"Ethan, goddamnit, if I hear one more Hufflepuff joke, I will test out the explosives in my bra!" Aquila shouted.

Ethan, who never got the memo that the explosives were in her bra, was so confused, he just walked away to find Gwenivere.

"I'll just be going as well," George said. "You lovebirds sort this out yourselves."

"Now that he's gone," Aquila said, "I assume you'd like to know why I've got these jokes."

"Yes, very much so," Cedric said.

"Okay, so remember when I said Abby could be the bad Greenwall? Well, I was right! She's a... Death Eater," Aquila said, whispering the last part.

"Yes, and Ethan is a Ravenclaw," Cedric said, rolling his eyes. "That is a huge accusation."

"It's the truth!" Aquila said. "I know-" she let her eyes wander behind Cedric's head, then abruptly stopped talking. "Son of a hag," she muttered.

"What-?"

"I'll be right back, Ceddy Bear," Aquila said, darting away from her date.

"CARLOS BLAKE, YOU EYEBROW SWEAT!"

Carlos jumped, startled. He was standing next to his date when Aquila walked up to him. "Aquila?!"

"I see you've found yourself a date," Aquila said, frowning. "Or, should I say, TWO TIMING, NO GOOD, RAT'S BUTTCRACK WITCH!"

"You mean me?" his date asked, smirking.

"Yes, I mean you!" Aquila yelled, flailing her arms around.

"You've got something against her?" Carlos asked, smirking.

"Do we live on the same planet?" Aquila asked.

"I'm sorry, Star Girl," his date said. "I don't think anyone lives on your planet."

Aquila pulled something triangular from her stash of pranks and threw it at his date. She screamed as her body was wrapped in a cloud of red smoke. When the smoke cleared, her once light blue dress was a loud shade of red. "Star Girl!" she yelled, "You will pay for this!"

"I'm sorry, Cassiopeia," Aquila said, smirking. "But that shade of red doesn't go with your soul. Might I suggest black?"

"Go away, Whitman!" Carlos suddenly snapped. "Before I make you!"

He pulled his wand out of his dress robes, but Aquila was ready. Before he could blink, his wand flew out of his hand and hit Cassie in the face.

"I've got more up my bra, Cassie," Aquila said. "This is just the beginning."

"Aquila! Aquila, where are you! Quil!"

"Oh, shit," Aquila muttered. Then, she returned to Cassie, "Whatever you're trying to gain here, you aren't going to get it. I'll be back!"

Then, she ran away as quickly as possible to avoid the inevitable scolding from Cedric.

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"CEDRIC HAGRID DIGGORY!" Aquila shouted, "PUT ME DOWN!"

"Okay, your guesses are just getting stupid now," Cedric said as he carried his date over to where the other champions were standing.

"How did you find me?" Aquila asked. "And before you make some shitty Hufflepuff joke about being a good finder, I want the truth. Did Jen rat me out?"

"I did nothing of the sort!" Jennifer huffed, crossing her arms.

"It's true what they say about Hufflepuffs, Quil," Neville said. "They are good finders."

"Just, put me down, Cedric!" Aquila yelled.

"Alright, Quil," Cedric said, placing Aquila back on her feet. "What did you do to Carlos?"

"He got what he deserved," she said. "Well... part of what he deserved..."

"Part?!"

"He brought Cassiopeia!" Aquila shouted.

"Places everyone!" Professor McGonagall shouted, shoving the Champions and their dates in a line. "Get ready to dance!"

|*| well, the balls off to a great start... nope... |*|

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