"Get up get up GET UP!" Ginny screamed, hitting me with her pillow repeatedly. I fell over the side of the bed, rolling underneath of it to hide from her. "GRACELYN PAIGE BLACK!" She shouted. I'd say the whole school could hear her that time.

"GRACIE! WOULD YOU JUST COME OUT ALREADY?" Nat screamed, dropping to her stomach and reaching for me, groping around under the bed.

"ALL OF YOU STOP SCREAMING!" Mione yelled, her screams the loudest of all.

"You guys just get ready! I'll be there in a few minutes!" I sighed, curling into a ball to escape Natalyn. They all huffed, leaving the room.

"Ten minutes! I swear!" Nat threatened, closing the door behind her. I sighed, rubbing my hands over my face.

"Gracie, you're my sister an I love you. But you're leaving. Now!" Ron hissed, poking me with some long stick thingy. I shoved it back at him, sending him a glare from under the bed.

"EIGHT MINUTES!" Ginny screamed, sounding like she came from the common room.

"Don't make me go with those animals!" I begged, looking around the room frantically. Harry looked at me, leaning over the side of the bed, an amused look on his face. "Save me!" I squeaked, pushing myself against the wall at the head of the bed.

"You're on your own!" Dean hissed. He and Ron came around the side of the bed and pulled me out from underneath of it.

"Hey! Let go of me! I'm quite capable of moving on my own!" I glared, kicking at the both of them.

"Good. Then move it!" Ron smirked, pulling me to my feet and pushing me towards the door.

"Four minutes!" Seamus said, Dean and Ronald pushed me harder, but I planted my feet.

"Harry! Make her leave!" Dean whined, looking at Harry. I rolled my eyes, slapping the back of his head. Harry just sat there, looking completely amused at this whole situation.

"Two minutes!" Neville yelped, running towards me. All four boys pushed, but I still stood there, not moving an inch.

"Cowards!" I hissed, placing a hand on the door. I hesitated to open it. "Harry?"

"Yes love?" He asked, finally getting up and walking over to the rest of us. The other four collapsed on the ground, mumbling about being dead. Cowards and dramatic. Lovely. There was pounding on the stairs.

"I'm scared!" I mumbled, glaring at the door. He laughed, then the door was flung open. I squeaked and all five boys took off running backwards. Oh if looks could kill! They grabbed me, snarling and dragged me out of the room roughly. "Ouch!" I yelped, ripping my wrist from Nat's grasp.

"What a brave soul!" Dean mumbled. I was literately dragged up the stairs to our dorm, the whole common room was empty as girls were rushing around to get ready. They shoved me into the bathroom, so I took another shower and washed my hair thoroughly. Stepping out, I was attacked again. Mum and the girls slammed me into a chair, going to work on my hair and make up. Mum was hovering, helping with both, Nat was over make up, and Ginny and Mione hair. Mione would run in with the straightener, then Ginny would curl it, hang down my back loosely. It took Nat longer than usual to do my make up and by the time she was done, my face felt heavy. She had used four bases, a ton of eye make up, lip liner, lipstick and lipgloss, blush and something else that I don't know. But all in all, the finished product was amazing.

"I love it!" I squealed, hugging all of them. My eye shadow was silver and sparkly, and they had used body glitter all over. My hair, my face, everywhere. My lips were a dark pink, about the same color as the dress. And my cheeks held a faint blush. I was surprised with all the base she used it didn't look caked on at all, but actually very natural.

It had taken them two hours to do me, we have six hours left to do the other three and get dressed. We can do this. I shoved Natalyn into the chair, beginning her make up. Ginny and Mione crimped her hair, we gave her a more dangerous look to go with her dress. I did her make up in greys and dark colors, but tried not to make it look to edgy. Mum said to go with a deep red for the lipstick, so that's what I did, Nat didn't want blush, so I went with out. I gave her a smoky eye, using the silver she had used on my eyes to high light it.

Ginny went next. We left her red hair straight, only curling the tips. We used the same eyeliner for everyone. The waterline was all that we used. For Ginny, we used a white eye shadow, definitely giving her the softer look with light pinks for the blush and lips. Finally, with only an hour to go, we did Mione. Ginny up her hair in a bun, and Mum curled what was hanging down. Mione had some clips she wanted put in it, and when they were in, I could see why. They looked really nice with her dress.

Her make up we kept looking natural. Mione is already very pretty, as is Ginny and Nat, but Mione doesn't like lots of make up, we mainly used things that would high light her features. When we were all done, we had thirty minutes to get dresses, put our jewelry and shoes on, and get to the hall. "You all look gorgeous!" Mum cried, helping Ginny fasten her dress. I zipped Mione up and then put my own dress on. I slipped on the heels to go with it, then my jewelry. A necklace to match the pink as silver bracelets. "Stand over there together and let me take a picture!" Mum smiled, holding up a camera. We all stood there, Ginny and I, being the shortest, stood in the middle. We wrapped our arms around each others waist, then I wrapped my other arm around Nat's waist, she and Mione put their arms over Ginny and I's shoulder. Mum snapped the picture, tears streaking down her face.

"They hired Colin to take pictures tonight!" Ginny giggled, reaching for the camera. "We'll make sure he takes plenty!"

"Thanks girls! I'm going to take this one and make copies for your parents! I'll send it back later! Have fun!" She wiped the tears, holding the picture close to her. We all exchanged a look, then hugged her.

"Thank you!" We chorused, letting go. She laughed, then turned to the knock at the door. A little first year was there.

"Harry, Fred, and Neville want to know if the girls are coming or if they should wait by the stairs to the hall?"

"Tell them Maxie says the stairs!" Mum smirked, waving goodbye to the girl. She nodded, giggling, then took off down the stairs. "Okay girls. Wait ten minutes, slowly make your way to the hall!" She pointed at us, looking stern. We all nodded, not saying anything. "I love you! Bye!" She walked out with out another word. She stepped into the fireplace, tapping the picture with her wand.

"So what do we do for ten minutes?" Ginny asked, flipping her hair over her shoulder.

"Geez Gin! You look like your fifteen or sixteen!" Nat whistled, Mione shook her head happily. "And Mione! You could pass for eighteen or twenty!"

Mione blushed. "Well you could pass for the muggle drinking age! Twenty one!" She smirked, lifting her dress. They all tuned to me and I looked down at myself nervously. There was no way I looked older. I'm too short, honesty, Ginny is at least an inch taller than me! "Gracie looks Way older!"

"Definitely!" Ginny smiled, clapping her hands together. "You look gorgeous Gracie!"

"Seriously, you look hot! Don't go giving anything up tonight!" Nat winked, turning me toward the mirror. I blushed, but looked at my appearance anyway. I did look older. The heels made me appear taller, and I haven't been near a veela in a week, so my hair was brown again. My make up looked more mature than I thought it did. Overall I could probably pass for sixteen or seventeen, not as old as Mione thinks, but anything sounds better to me.

When I got my dress, I didn't think of it being revealing, but I've these past few months I have. A lot. But now that I see it on again, the only thing being revealed are my sides and part of my back. That's it. I look fine. Beautiful even. I like my appearance. I smiled happily to myself as I spun around in circles.

"It's time!" Ginny squealed, taking the camera. We all walked out single file, lots of girls were actually. All of them wore the same expression, excitement. We found Colin at the bottom of the stairs, walking towards the door.

"Colin!" I called, waving him over. He smiled at me, walking in my direction.

"You girls look beautiful! What's up Gracie?"

"Thanks! I was just wondering, can you take a few extra pictures for us tonight? With our camera? I understand if it's a bit much, we were just wondering." I smiled, taking the camera from Ginny. He held his hands out happily.

"I'd love to! Good practice eh? I want to become a photographer. Well come on then!" We followed him out the door and towards the hall. "Give me a minute to get down there!" We nodded, watching him run down. "Hiya Harry!"

"Hello Colin!" Nat nodded, walking down. There was a series of clicks and I heard Fred wolf whistle. Giggling, Ginny walked down next. More clicks.

"Y, you l, lo, look beautiful!" Neville stuttered, making Ginny giggle. I smiled, watching over the banister. I saw Ron's expression, he looked absolutely dumbfounded. His date, was staring at Mione, who had made her way down. I could hear Colin clicking away, but I wasn't paying attention. Viktor Krum walked up to Mione, a smile on his face. She took his hand, blushing. Shaking my head, I walked downstairs, smiling so that Colin could get at least one decent picture.

Harry's jaw dropped, causing a wave of pride to wash over me. "Hello," I whispered, taking his hand.

"You look amazing!" He said, his voice hoarse. I blushed, but thanked him anyway. "Come on!" He smiled, wrapping his arm around my waist, keeping our fingers laced together.

"Potter! Black! Champions dance first! Come on then!" Grandma McGonagall smiled, leading us towards the other champions. Fleur was with Roger, Cedric with Cho, and Viktor with Mione. People were pointing at Mione and whispering, she stood there whispering to Viktor, smiling, completely oblivious to the stares. I smiled to myself, pleased that one of my best-friends were enjoying them self.

"We have to dance first. In front of everyone?" Harry asked, kind of nervous. I nodded, and he muttered something incoherent under his breath.

"You'll do great!" I smiled, kissing his cheek. The music started and the other champions led their partners out. Harry and I walked out differently than the others, his arm was still secure around my waist, and our fingers were still together. Colin clicked the cameras furiously, keeping one in one hand and one in the other. I smiled, sending him a thank you. He just gave me a thumbs up in response.

"Ready?" Harry smiled, placing his hands on my hips. I nodded, smiling at him. He pulled me closer and I wrapped my arms around his neck. We danced slower than the other couples at first, but gained speed the longer we danced, getting better every minute. When the first dance was over, teachers and student joined in, Dumbledore danced with McGonagall, Hagrid with Madam Maxine, Flitwick and Sprout. Everyone seemed to be having a good time.

We danced for what felt like days before Harry stopped. "Want to get something to drink?"

"That'd be great!" I smiled, letting him lead me over to the couch. Ron was sitting there, drinking his butterbeer bitterly, glaring at Mione who was laughing happily with Viktor.

"Are you going to ask me to dance at all?" His date snapped, crossing her arms to glare at him.

"No!" He said, answering her bluntly. A Ravenclaw came over and invited her to dance.

"I'm going! Have fun Gracie! Bye Harry!" She huffed, walking away with him. Harry nodded at her, going to get our drinks. It took him a while to come back, and I tried not to panic.

"Gracie!" Ginny yelled, she and Nat running at me, angry expressions. "Hurry! Some girl is all over Harry!"

"He keeps trying to leave and she won't let him! She even kissed him!" Nat hissed, grabbing me and pulling me towards the tables. A crowd had already formed, talking and whispering. The whispers increased when they saw me coming.

"Would you get away from me? I have a girlfriend, who I love, waiting for me!" Harry hissed, turning in my direction. He saw me and relief came over his features. I smiled, but continued my march forward. Why does it not surprise me that it's the same fifth year girl from the salon and dance lessons? Her hair was brown like mine, her eyes the same color as Nat's, and her dress was pink and silver, but completely different from mine.

"But why would you want her when you could have me?" She smirked, grabbed Harry and pulled his lips to hers. I quickened my pace and grabbed her hair, pulling her backwards. She yelped, holding her head. There. We have matching headaches too!

"Back off!" I snarled, glaring at her. I crossed my arms, stepping in front of Harry. Jealous freak or not, no one is aloud to kiss him but me!

"Or what?" She smirked, her eyes glued on Harry. He wrapped his arms around me from behind, kissing my cheek.

"Thank Merlin! I can't hit a girl! But you can!" He chuckled, glaring at the girl in front of me.

"Harry!" She whined, standing up and stepping towards him. I held a fist up.

"Back. Off!" She stepped forward, shoving me. I threw a punch, her nose let out a satisfying crack and she fell backwards. I grabbed Harry's hand, skipping away. A slow song was just starting, and couples were regrouping on the floor to dance. "I'm sorry. I know I probably looked like some crazy jealous girlfriend," I whispered, standing in the middle of the dance floor. His hands cupped either side of my face, making me look up at him.

"Don't be sorry! I love you!" He smiled, crashing his lips onto mine. I rested my hands on his chest, smiling into the kiss. There was a series of clicks and awes around us, but I ignored it, squeezing my eyes shut. The song was a muggle song Mione had me listen to over the summer. When You're Gone by Avril Lavigne. I cried happy tears as Harry and I stood there, swaying back and forth, never breaking the kiss.

We kissed the whole song, and when we broke apart, he rested his forehead against mine. We had an audience, almost everyone in the hall were watching us, whispering and smiling. Grandma McGonagall was crying with a small smile, Professor Dumbledore's eyes were red, and he had a big smile on his face, but none if this registered. I stared straight into Harry's eyes, smiling and crying.

"So I guess that's our song?" He whispered, smiling at me. I giggled, but nodded, hugging him closer. "I love you!"

"I love you too!" I smiled, kissing his cheek.

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"That's the perfect picture!" Ginny giggled, Mione had finally stopped crying after her disagreement with Ron, and Nat was MIA. When Harry and I finally broke away, everyone had clapped except Mione and Ron. They were fighting in the corner. I went after Mione and Harry followed Ron. They still hadn't come in and we were waiting.

Colin had given us all the pictures he took of us and Ginny, Mione and I were going through them, making them move and finding our favorites. The one Ginny was referring to was the one of Harry and I kissing, everyone watching and smiling. It was a perfect picture, and after we made it move, you could hear the song in the background. "Mine too!" I whispered, pulling it closer to me.

We were sitting in the window sill together, all of us sat in our dresses, out curly hair tumbling over our shoulders, no shoes, and the snow was falling outside the window. I looked at the camera laying on my bed. Nat walked in, a huge smile on her face, she tossed her shoes aside. "Set the camera up and join us?"

She smiled and did as I said. Once it was counting down, I laid my head on Ginny's shoulder, she rested hers on mine. Mione leaned on me, Nat leaned on Ginny, and we all smiled at the camera. We heard the click and out fluttered the last picture. I picked it up, making copies. I'd copied every picture, I even asked for one of Fleur and Roger.

I had a special place in the scrapbook Mum had given me for pictures of my friends. I put one of Ginny and Neville dancing in there, then one of Fred and Nat kissing. I had one of Mione's arms around Viktor's neck, she was laughing and smiling and he was smiling down at her. I put it in there too. I added the pictures of them coming down the stairs. Then I took the picture of me coming down the stairs, putting it in the section for just me. Selfish, but organized.

The group pictures were put into the front of the album and pictures of Harry and I were the heart of the album. I placed my favorite picture on its own page, right in the middle of the book. Then closed it, holding it close to myself. All of the copies were piled neatly, I put them in an envelope and sent it to Mum.

"Goodnight guys!" I smiled, taking off my dress an putting on Harry's t-shirt.

"Night!" They chorused, continuing to look at the pictures.

"Goodnight Lilly. Night James! I hope you were watching tonight, I just wanted to tell you something. I love your son with all my heart. That's it. Have fun up there! Watch out for him, please! If anything happens to him, I don't know what I'll do. I'm not sure if I could do anything. I'd be empty. I love you guys!" I whispered, falling asleep.

*************Maxie's POV*************

We all sat around the table, waiting for Gracie's owl. Mrs. Weasley was bustling around nervously, Tonks and I sat side by side, holding hands under the table. Sirius and Remus talked quietly with the Weasley men. I had told them all how beautiful the girls looked before, and the picture I kept was sitting on the table.

Her owl pecked at the window and Molly jumped up, taking the envelope. She handed it to me, nobody said anything. I opened it slowly, trying to keep my hands from shaking. The way we were acting you'd think someone had died, but we were all just sad. Sad that our children were growing up. Ginny's pictures were on top. Her coming down the stairs. Molly cried, holding it up for all the Weasley's to see. I passed the ones of her dancing with Neville to them as well, smiling.

Hermione's were next. She came down the stairs, smiling happily. There were ones with her and Viktor holding hands. The champions dance. "Hermione went with Viktor Krum!" I smiled, placing her pictures in the middle of the table. There was a photo labeled, for Bill, next. It was of a veela girl from Beauxbaton. I passed it to him, smiling.

"Gracie playing matchmaker!" He chuckled, but he still kept the picture, putting it in his pocket. Nat's pictures were next, she and Fred. Her coming down the stairs. She and Fred kissing. I looked at them, Tonks looking over my shoulder. I passed them to Sirius who looked at them with Remus. They passed them to the Weasley's. Finally, I saw a picture of Gracie.