Fast forward a month later, and Hogwarts has decided to have a ball. All of the students were allowed to attend, but only years Four through Seven decided to actually attend as they were able to attain dates. Draco had without a doubt asked Ophelia to go with him, and she happily said yes. Harry also asked Ginny to the ball and she too agreed. Hermione and Ronald decided to go as friends, however, Ronald mainly asked Hermione before Lavender could ask him. Ronald also wanted to tell Hermione his feelings for her. He's been waiting to do this for a while and has been feeling nervous. Ronald doesn't think Hermione likes him back, but the look in her eyes when she said yes to going to the ball, makes him think otherwise.

Ophelia smiled as she thought back to when Draco had asked her to the ball. She was sitting in the Slytherin common room when the door burst open and Draco ran up to her. Draco was panting, as he had run from the DADA classroom, all the way to the common room.

"Merlin's Beard Draco! What's gotten into you?" Draco was knelt in front of her, trying to catch his breath. Everyone who had turned to look at the couple turned back around and continued what they were doing.

"Ophelia, will- will you go to- the ball with- me?" Ophelia smiled wide and refused the urge to squeal. Everyone had turned back around this time to see what was going on.

"Yes!" Draco stood and picked up Ophelia in a hug. Her heart was fluttering and she was ecstatic to be going to the ball with the man she loves. Ophelia kissed his cheek and quickly left the common room to the Gryffindor portrait.

"Please fetch Hermoine for me?" Ophelia smiled at the fat lady as she walked off to tell Hermione about the Slytherin. Hermione left the portrait hole and hugged Ophelia.

"Did Draco ask you to the ball?" Ophelia squealed and jumped up and down.

"Yes! Did Ronald ask you?" Hermione smiled and nodded shyly. Hermione then remembered back to just a few moments ago. Lavender and walked in through the portrait hole and Ronald turned to look at Hermione quite quickly.

"Hermione, I have a question." Ronald made sure to say this loud, just so that everyone could hear him. Hermoine nodded and waited for his question.

"Hermoine, will you go to the ball with me?" Hermione looked up and smiled with a rising blush. She noticed Lavender out of the corner of her eye and knew Ronald wanted her to know he was not interested.

"Of course Ron. I'd love to go with you." Everyone clapped and awed as they hugged. Lavender made her usual scream of aggravation and left the common room.

"Oh, quit your whining girl. He's never been interested in you." One of the portraits said to Lavender and she cried as everyone all laughed. Not too long after the incident, Harry and Ginny came in and no one had to ask to know he had already asked Ginny to the ball.

Lavender ran into the bathroom and looked at Pansy who was working on the potion.

"Ronald asked Hermione, didn't he?" Pansy looked up to Lavender sadly. Lavender started crying as she nodded.

"Draco asked Ophelia, I presume?" Pansy nodded and stirred the potion. Lavender reached into her pocket and grabbed the pink heart-shaped vial from the Weasley's Wizard Wheezes shop. Pansy looked at her and chuckled.

"A love potion from the Weasley's shop? Are you out of your mind Lavender? I doubt it's going to work." Pansy scoffed as she sighed.

"I was told all I had to do was put a bit of my hair in here and slip it into the preferred person's drink. I'm going to try it at the ball." Lavender nodded and Pansy rolled her eyes.

"Whatever you say." Pansy scoffed as she sighed. Pansy was lucky enough that the ball would be the same day as the potion would be finished. Pansy looked up and gasped.

"I got it!" Lavender looked at her with hopeful eyes.

"Well, spit it out, Pansy!" Lavender sat crisscrossed on the floor in front of her.

"You don't need that rubbish potion! Just get some of Hermione's hair and when we pour the drink, you put her hairs in your cup, I'll put Ophelia's in mine, then we both convince our men that Hermione doesn't want to be with Ronald and that Ophelia doesn't want to be with Draco. It' brilliant!" Pansy laughed and Lavender thought for a moment. Lavender smiled and nodded.

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"I agree. Your plan is much better. I still might use the potion though, just so he will love me." Pansy waved her hand around.

"Yeah, yeah, just make sure that by the end of the week you have some of Hermione's hair." Lavender nodded happily. That wouldn't be hard at all, especially since they were in the same house. Pansy knew she didn't need to fret about getting Ophelia's hair. She knew that the couple slept with one another, and her hair should be somewhere on his bed. After checking on the potion, she hid the cauldron and walked out. Myrtle came out of a stall where she was hiding and sighed.

"I need to tell Harry about this." She wailed as she dove through her toilet.

The trio was walking past the bathroom when Myrtle came out from a wall.

"Oh, hello Myrtle!" Harry inquired as they started to walk back.

"You need to keep an eye out, Harry." The group stopped as Harry turned around.

"What do you mean Myrtle?" Moaning Myrtle sighed.

"I saw two young ladies brewing a Polyjuice potion in the bathroom." She sighed as she leaned up against a window across from them. The trio looked worried for a moment, as Myrtle hadn't said who.

"Myrtle, may I ask who was brewing this potion?"

"Both girls were in different houses. A Slytherin and a Gryffindor." She started to moan and the group was confused.

"Out of all houses, those are the two that join toge-" Hermione started but frantically turned to Myrtle.

"Myrtle, please. Tell us who the girls were." Myrtle laughed then gave a serious face.

"They both had the names of flowers."

"Lavender and Pansy." Ronald looked the most scared out of them all.

"Why are they doing this? What are they planning?"

"Something about getting Ronald and Draco back. Also, I think a love potion is going to be used for Ron. Just thought you should know." Myrtle screamed and went back into her bathroom. The group looked at one another and started to run.

"We have to warn Draco and Ophelia, now!" Harry pushed people out of their way, knowing the two would either be at the lake or at the Quidditch pitch.

"Hermione, where did Ophelia say she was meeting Draco after she left earlier." Hermoine racked her brain and yelled out her answer.

"Lake!" They started running and by the time they got to the lake, Draco and Ophelia were sitting close to one another. They were holding hands and Draco kept kissing her head. Hermione stopped to awe before Ronald dragged her down the hill.

"Draco! Ophelia!" The couple looked up at who was interrupting their moment.

"What is it, Potter? Can't you see we're busy?" The trio panted for breath while Hermione breathed out her response.

"Pansy and Lavender- teaming up- making a Polyjuice potion-" Hermoine couldn't speak anymore as she sat down to catch her breath. Draco was infuriated and Ophelia was just confused.

"Why would Pansy and Lavender be making a Polyjuice potion?" Draco groaned and stood up.

"So that Pansy can turn into you and tell me you don't like me so that I will go to her. The same goes for Ronald and Hermione." Draco packed up their belongings and started to march toward the castle.

"Thank you, I owe you all one." Draco grabbed Ophelia's hand after they were away from the trio and sighed.

"If Pansy does make that Polyjuice potion, I want us to have some sort of code, or item that we always keep on us to show who is who," Draco stated and Ophelia racked her brain for what they could use.

"Mea Lux," Ophelia said and Draco shook his head on confusion.

"What?"

"Mea Lux. It is Latin for my light. If we say this to one another, and then state it's meaning in English, we will know its the other person." Draco sent a smile her way which quickly turned to a smirk.

"So I'm your light now, huh?" Ophelia blushed and punched his arm softly.

"Quit it." Ophelia giggled and was about to turn away when Draco stopped her once again.

"I also want you to have a gift from me, just as a way to double-check that it's you." Ophelia smiled and Draco took out a necklace.

"Oh, Draco, it's beautiful." Draco turned Ophelia around and put the necklace on her. When she turned back around, Draco said one word.

"Draconis." The necklace started to glow, illuminating a bright green light. Ophelia giggled and hugged Draco.

"I love it Draco." They stared into one another's eyes and held one another close.

"I'm glad you do, love." Ophelia's heart nearly burst when he called her that. Ophelia truly did love Draco, and nothing nor no one would be able to change that.

"Hermione, what do we do?" Ronald asked as he paced near the lake. They were already thinking of a plan.

"We could just tell McGonagall about what's going on?" Harry commented and the two nodded.

"I mean, yeah we could but whether she will believe us or not that's the question. We will need a backup plan. Something that will allow us to be recognized by the other two in case something goes wrong." Hermione said as she plopped down on the ground. Ronald spoke up hesitantly.

"I think I have an idea." Harry and Hermione sighed.

"What is it, Ronald?" Hermione groaned. Ronald gave her a quick scowl before he continued.

"Well, we could grab a bunch of cat hair and put them on our pillows. Lavender is too dumb to look carefully at the hair, and automatically assume it's yours 'Mione. Just like in our first year when you thought it was Millicent's hair but it was her cats." Hermione blushed from embarrassment from the memory but quickly laughed.

"Oh my god, Ronald you're brilliant!" Hermione hugged him and they accidentally fell toward the ground. They all laughed and Harry decided he would be the one to tell Draco and Ophelia.

"Brilliant, I'll tell Ophelia and Draco in the Great Hall during dinner. I'll see you guys later in the common room." Harry went to the common room and after a few hours, he did indeed tell Draco and Ophelia his plan in hushed whispers. The couple laughed and nodded their heads, as they should do the same. Draco has a second desk in his room for Ophelia, and that is where they will plant the hair. Draco also decided to do this for his desk as well.

The group of friends knew that this would be the best ball they've had since the Yule Ball.