Hope, Heart, Humiliation, and Harry
“This year we will be having a Halloween
feast and ball. This will take place from 5:00pm on Halloween to 6:00am the following morning. At about 5:00am we will have votes for best
costume, best dancer, bravest, worst costume, best heart, Halloween hoper, and
last but not least Halloween humiliation. You cannot vote for yourself. Also, it will
be a costume party. You don’t need to wear a costume but I believe it will be
more fun if you do,” Dumbledore said calmly, looking at a thousand awed faces.
Ginny watched as he sat down and Professor McGonagall got up.
“This event is being held in memory of Cedric Diggory who died last year during the
fourth and final task of the Triwizard Tournament. So at midnight we will stop everything for exactly one minute. We
will sit in silence and think about all of Cedric’s accomplishments, hopes,
family, and friends.” Professor McGonagall paused briefly to look at the
Hufflepuffs who all wore mournful expressions. “Then,” she continued, “we will play
his favorite song sung by the Weird Sisters. Now since this is such short
notice, and you couldn’t possibly have brought a costume with you to Hogwarts,
we will take a special trip to Hogsmeade. Just this once, all grades may attend
the trip. You can only get candy and costumes. Nothing else,” Professor
McGonagall added eying Fred and George.
“What?” they asked innocently. The whole Gryffindor table
burst into laughter.
McGonagall glared and then continued, “As I said, you may
only get costumes and candy. If you get anything else you will be punished. So
absolutely no funny business. Thank you.”
“What evil plot should we carry out my dear Forge?”
“I daresay Gred, we should really spook them!”
“I must agree dear Forge!”
“Really you two! Instead of starting out by planning the deed
you should figure out a costume. You wouldn’t want to be caught,” Ginny
“Well what do you suggest dear Ginny,” the twins
“Try a Hogwarts toilet seat. Then you can send your costumes
to me!” Ginny retorted.
“What?” the twins replied in confusion.
“Remember at the start on Ron’s first year you said you
would send me a Hogwarts toilet seat. So where is my seat?”
“Will do!” they replied through mischievous grins.
“Do you have anything for four galleons?” Ginny asked
a tall, female, ghost who was sitting behind the counter of Costumes for
“Yeah, we have one,” replied the witch without looking
away from her magazine.
“Can I see it?” Ginny replied.
“Fine,” replied the witch as she walked into a
backroom. She returned two minutes later with a long white dress. Ginny stared
at it confused. “It’s a trans robe. It allows the wearer to transfigure into
“Oh!” Ginny replied. She thought for a minute. She
really wanted to kiss
Harry but he liked Cho. So if she dressed up like Cho she could kiss Harry, no
harm done. “I’ll take it!” she replied mischievously.
“Here you go,” the lady replied. Ginny turned around
and walked out the door with her package just as Colin walked up to the
counter. “What do you want?”
“Can I have the same thing she had?” Colin asked. He
wanted to be just like his hero for the party. He wanted to be Harry Potter! The lady
walked back out with a similar package. “Thank you!” Colin said as he threw
four galleons on the counter and walked out. As he was leaving he saw Harry
and Ron purchase costumes that looked like 70’s flares, afros, and orange
Ginny looked at herself in the mirror. “Wow!” She
gasped. She ran a finger through her black hair and adjusted her Ravenclaw
robes. Ginny giggled then twirled around to get a better look at herself.
Looking at her watch she quickly took the gown off and ran down the stairs.
As she reached the common room she saw only a few
first years. “Darn,” she mumbled. She had been hoping to catch a glimpse of
Harry’s costume. “Oh well,” Ginny mumbled and ran out of the common room.
As soon as she was out she ran straight for Moaning Myrtle’s
The door stood tall and looked forbidding with its Out of Order sign but
Ginny paid no attention. Instead she ran in and slipped on the costume. Giving
herself a mischievous grin in a cracked mirror Ginny dashed to the great Hall.
Ginny dashed through the doors just as the Weird
Sisters began playing their new song, Sugar Quill Spook. Looking round Ginny
spotted Harry standing alone in the middle of the floor. “Obviously lost Ron,” she
and began to walk across the dance floor. She was walking so fast that she
accidentally ran into two 70’s guys in afros, flares, and orange shirts.
“Sorry, “ she replied and continued her
course toward Harry. “Hi Harry!” she squealed stopping beside him.
“Hello Cho,” he said facing her. This was her chance! She
quickly closed her eyes and kissed him on the lips. She could hear gasps and
pulled away smiling.
She Ginny Weasley had kissed Harry Potter. As She was
walking off both 70’s people and a princess walked up. “Who are you?” the princess
“Ginny, I mean Cho!” Ginny replied turning red.
“Ginny!” said one of the 70’s guys in
horror. He removed his afro to reveal raven colored hair.
“Harry!” she gasped. Then turning to
the other Harry she asked, “Who are you?”
“Colin Creevy,” he stuttered. Ginny froze and then
suddenly began to cry. Turning on her foot she dashed from the room.
Knock, Knock, Knock.
looked up from her soaked pillow and costume. “Who is it?” she croaked.
“Me,” came the familiar voice of Harry. “Can I give
you your awards?”
“Sure,” Ginny replied opening the door. “Well, what did
“Let me see you won, bravest, Halloween hoper, and of
course Halloween humiliation.”
“Oh,” Ginny replied turning red.
“That’s not all you won something else.”
“Oh what?” she asked confused.
“My heart,” Harry whispered and suddenly he kissed
Ginny. Ginny gasped and then slowly but surely fell into the kiss.