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Ron: (making an entrance) Oh, hi, Fleur...I'll be back in a second. I have to finish something. ( determinedly walks over to the Ginny/Cho instead of the real Cho) Er, hi, Cho...listen, about what you said, well, earlier...the thing is, I really do like you, a lot, but-(Ron is going through seroius inner turmoil. He knows that if he reveals to Cho that Harry likes her, Harry will never forgive him...but likewise, if he returns Cho's feelings, Harry will never forgive him. Ron looks around to see if Harry is anywhere near, then speaks in a rush.) The thing is, Harry likes you, and I'm his best friend, and it wouldn't be right for me to do...this, knowing that he likes you-it's backstabbing. I can't.

Angelina: Harry! Stop talking to yourself and look for the darn snitch! And Pansy! SHUT UP! Hey Katie, catch! (lobs the Quaffle)

Crabbe: (Yelling while getting heaved on the stretcher with a bandage on his head) Yeahh... G-go Slytherin! B-beat the t-tar outa em'...I n-need some A-asprin!

Fleur: (to the Cho look-alike) What this team really needs is a bunch of cheerleaders ...lets go! (jumps down onto the field and starts doing cheers) Go Gryffindor! Beat the Serpents!

Percy: (jumping up and down like a maniac) Come on Harry! Come on Fred! Come on George! Come on Wood! Whoop 'em Whoop 'em YEAH!!(suddenly stops, and stares at the two Chos) EEEK!

Oliver Wood: (Almost falls off his broom in excitement) WE'VE WON! WE'VE WON! WE BEAT THOSE SLIMEY SLYTHERINS, THEM! WELL DONE HARRY! WELL DONE WEASLEYS! WELL DONE CHASERS! WELL DONE ME! WE RULE! Oh, and Mafflefoffle... (turns to Malfoy) YOU SUCK. HAHAHAHA! (zooms off to the ground to celebrate with the rest of the team and the Gryffindor supporters.)

Fred and George: (doing a victory dance) Not number 4, number 3, number 2...We're number 1! Get down, get down, get down me brother! There it is!

Fred:(to the Slytherins) Hey! What's that smell?

George: It's the smell of VICTORY! Smashing game, all.

Harry: I got it! I got the snitch! Take that, Malfoy, you stupid angry mango! (breaks into song) We are the champions... We rock! We beat the Slytherins! ( Flys over to Fred and George) You guys, it does kinda smells funny over here. Smells kinda like twins that can't dance!

Draco: Oh shut up, Gryffindors. You didn't win! You...you cheated! Yeah, that's it, you cheated! I'm going to go complain right now. My father will have something to say about this!

Ginny: Ron..what in the...(realizes she looks like Cho) er...He likes me?! Oh joy! Don't worry Ron, I positively adore Harry! (notices that Percy sees her and dives behind Harry) Ack...oh! Heh...Hi Harry!

Cho: (On her feet, cheering) Way to go Gryffindor! YEAH! ("accidentially" points her wand at Draco, and a flashing yellow light shoots out. Suddenly he begins to look like a giant dandelion) Alright! (looks nervously at Ron)

Pansy: (standing there in total shock, drops all of the flashing neon signs that say "Go Slytherin!" and begins to blink rapidly) I'm not gonna cry... I'm not gonna cry... Gotta keep the pride.... Be strong Pansy, be strong... (breaks out into loud sobs) Oh the humanity! The agony! The PAIN!

Fleur: Hey, Harry! We're all going to the Three Broomsticks for a victory celebration. Wanna come?

George: How come Harry gets all the girls? Fluer, Angelina, Ginny, TWO Cho Changs...That's odd.

Fred: Don't you fret, oh brother o' mine... We'll show them all. Bad dancers my foot.

Ginny: (The polyjuice potion begins to wear off and she runs off to take more) Bye Ron! Love ya Harry! (She disappears)

Harry: (Grinning stupidly) Sure, Fleur, can Ron come too? OY! Fred, George are ya comin' to the Three Broomsticks? (Looks behind) Uh, Ginny what are you doing back there? By the way, Fred and George, if you can dance I'm a Hippogriff's uncle.

Fred: (walking to Hogsmeade)Well, we were wondering why you spent so much time with Hagrid's Hippogriffs. Hey, is one of them your long lost nephew?
IN HOGSMEADE...
Oliver Wood: (had a bit too much butterbeer, shall we say...) SOO Fred, worr'll your muvver say if she sees you in sucha state, lad? (Fred merely guffaws and takes another swig of butterbeer, spilling half of it on himself and Wood) EEEE! I've wet meself!

George: (swaying slightly) To the SLYTHERINS...May they always looose! (holds up his tankered and as if to toast, but no other tankers are their and he spills on Fred) So SORRY, Freddy. You young men really need to stay sober. (Belches)

Fred: I'm not as think as you drunk I am! I'm sotally tober! Heeeeeeeey, George, did you ever wonder why Mumsy gave us such odd names? William, Charles, Percy, Fredrick, George, Ronald, and VERGINIA Weasley! To nicknames!

Harry: Well, my real name is actually ...Reginald! (laughter) And I think it's a darn good name! Herm-own-ninny, pass me anuvver of those beerbutters! Ta , your beautiful! (starts to sing ) You are so beautifulll to me, can't you seeeee...

Fleur: Hey Guys! Guess what! I get to go on vacation to France for a couple of weeks! I guess we had better get all of the friend stuff we can right now, because I'll miss you all so bad! Hand me a drink!

Cho: (Also a bit "high" on Butterbeer and randomly smiling at Ron, of course not knowing what he said earlier) Hey Harry! Amazing catch! And Ron...Love the hair! YAHOO!

Ginny: (She walks into the Three Broomsticks with her cloak pulled tightly around her so no one can see her, she does seem a bit too tall.) (In a raspy voice) Congratulations Gryffindor...(she sits in a corner by herself)

George: Well, bless my soul and BOB's yer auntie! Virginia, dear sister, come sit with us and join the party! (starts discoing and pours his drink down his pants)

Fred: Why look at you, Ginny. They do grow up fast, don't they Forge? Last time I saw her, she was 3 inches shorter and her voice hadn't changed! You do wish they all stayed babies, don't you?

Pansy: (Runs in with a camera, begins taking pictures of the Gryffindors) Ha! These will make (click) lovely Chirstmas cards (click) for your mothers! (click) Or better yet, Snape! (click) Or maybe even Dumbledore! (click) Oh the possibilities are endless!

Goyle: Hey, are you all celebrating without us? Why, you have nuttin' to celebrate about! You cheated you little angry mangos! Now, take this! We have come to crash your party!

Crabbe: Yeah! So take this! (He points his finger at the drunken Fred and he flies out of the door. He then takes a roll of TP and flings it at the drunk people knocking most of them down.)

Goyle: Take that you lo-o-osers! Se ya at school! (He and Crabbe exit.)

Ron: (singing at the top of his lungs with a silly stupid grin) Weeeee are the champions, weeeee are the champions, nooooo time for loooosers...(trips over Harry and crashes into Fred, in turn knocking over the table and butterbeer goes everywhere) Oopsie-daisy...hey Harr, can I borrow a few Shhickles? I think I might have to pay for these broken mugsshh...Oh, what the hey?! Dance with me, brother! (picks up George, who is dripping
with butterbeer, and swings him around in a circle)

Fleur: (a bit drunk on the butterbeer, leans over and falls asleep in Harry's lap)

Angelina:(she is the only sober person. She walks over to Pansy and snatches the camera) You know what I think of your Christmas card idea...this! (opens the back of the camera over exposing the film) I think I'll have a butterbeer now. (walks over to the table where Wood is and picks up a butterbeer and sits in Wood's lap) Hello Wood...Would you like to make sure this film is NEVER seen?

Oliver Wood: (snatches the camera out of Angelina's hands and holds open the bit where you put the film in) Aaah, vot ve *hic* haff here *hic*, eez a faulty *hic* fillum. I'll jush fix *hic* it up for yeh... (pours the remainder of his Butterbeer into the camera, and the film starts to hiccup. Pansy screams.) Well I'll *hic* be! Lesh have a
shingalongongongong! OH the ol' grey broomshtick jush ain't *hic* what she ushed to be *hic* ain't what she ushed to be... (The others and the film join in. All except Pansy, of course)

Cedric: I'm glad y'all beat Sly..ther..in. but..but...whatever. (looks at Pansy) What are you clicking at? Hazzy, you and Ginny go together. I go wiv Cho! Fref, I mean Fred, pass me a ... mulled mead, I am 17 you know! Rosmerta, are you married because I am! To George!

Harry: (pushes Fleur off his lap and rises to his full height) Crabbe, do you have a problem? Wait a second, that is a self answering question...hic...Wherehego? Turns to the dancing Ron) Stop that now before you hurt yourself. George, will you watch him for me?

Krum: Hass anyvun seen my Hermoninny?"(heavy brow furrows as he spots the others, who are quite drunk)"Oh, I did not meen to enterupt the er party. Are you all feeling all right? At Durmstrang ve are not alowed Butter Beer.And for good reason. If one uf uss vas to get tipsy at school, eet vould be disasterous. (shakes his head) Vell if any uf you see Hermoninny, vould you tell her zat I am looking for her?

Fred: Heeeeeeeeey...Its dark out here...WE GOTTA GET HOOOOOOOOOOOME!
THE NEXT DAY AT SCHOOL
Fleur: (still hungover)Hey guys! (hiccup) How's it going? (hiccup) Harry! I need a drink! (she falls down)

Padma:(passing) Oh, HONESTLY! Fleur, do me a favour and drink some water.

Cedric: Wasn't it cool last night...um what actually happened?

George: Oh, nothing much, sweetheart. I'm just wondering where we'll be going on our honeymoon...(make big, puppy dog eyes)

Ginny: (she hasn't been seen all day by anyone, she crawls out of her hiding place slowly, still tall and with a raspy voice, her cloak pulled tightly about her) Why me why me why me...

Fred: Hey, Harry... There's going to be a birthday party for Dumbledore next week. You'll see how well the Weasley Twins can dance...And don't you try to jinx our grooves...

Draco: (saunters over to the Gryffindor table talking to his hand... He speaks in a whisper) Okay, Skeeter, we're here. (Loudly) Hey, Potter! Great job at the match! Now... what'd you say your name was? Reginald, right? (grins wickedly)

Ron: (yawning hugely and stretching) Wha-wha-what's going on, guys? Awesome party last night, huh? Hey, George, sorry about that dancing thing, by the way...just getting in practice for that dance coming up...not that I'll be taking you. Have you heard about it?

Hermione: I heard Parvati talking to Lavender about it. It must be true if those two are already planning ways to bag dates. Lavender's trying for Harry this time around. Harry had better watch out for himself. (pours herself a glass of orange juice) I hope it's as good as the Christmas ball, anyway. I had so much fun that night, didn't you, Ron? (Ron glowers and slams his goblet to the table a little too hard) Where's Harry, anyway? Don't tell me he got himself drunk last night, too! What are you guys coming to?

Goyle: (Almost stepping on Fluer) Why, hello Fluer! (Shoves her gently out of the way with his foot) You're not important enough to talk to! Where's Potter?

Crabbe: Right there. (Points to Harry with a stunned expression on his face) Potter, let's chat!

Goyle: Now, you know Potter that we are Draco's best friend and well, we know you hate him as well as you hate us...but, here's a little business propostion. Crabbe, do your thing boy!

Crabbe: Ok, you better not tell your Weasel friend this, or you're gonna get it. Draco has a very big crush on one of your good chums...um....it's Hermione. Draco has asked us to ask you, since you're such good chums and all, if you could talk her into going to the party with him. He has had this crush since our second year, and is madly in love with her. Here's the business part: You get Draco a date with Hermione to that dance, and we'll be nice to you for the rest of our 3 years here. Do we have a deal? Bye now Potter! Think about what we've said.

Goyle: Farewell...(He pushes Ron aside and they exit the room)

Cho: Hey Ron! I hear there's a party coming up! Wanna go with me?

Fleur: Well, excuse me Goyle! Watch how you treat the ladies around here! (turns to Harry) So Harry, about this dance thing...you wanna go with me? (bats her eyelashes)

Pansy: (runs into the room, still flipped out about her camera and screaming like a howler monkey) WHAT?! Draco go to the party with HERMIONE?! That buck-toothed gopher wannabe?! Nooooo! (Begins smacking Goyle and Crabbe with her broken camera) He's MY man you two over-sized doorstoppers!

Cedric: Cho, you're asking out Ron? I thought you loved me! Remember those times that we had in the summer? Whatever. Who am I kidding! You're lucky, Ron, lucky. (unaware of Fleur's comment to Harry) Hey Fleur, wangoballwime? Classic line, Harry, classic! Well I gotta go and study for my apparating test, going to take it tomorrow! TOMORROW! Gotta go! (runs to the library yelling:) Freedom! Freedom!

Madam Rosemerta: Hi, guys! If you are wondering why I'm here, I'm gonna be serving butterbeer at the dance! And I'll be watching you, Oliver... you too, Fred... can't forget George... or you, Cho... and (on the verge of laughter) uh...uh( just about to crack)...um...(tears running out of her eyes)...Re...R...(spilling butterbeer down her
dress)oops...uh...um...Regggggggg...(cracking and crying, and has dropped her butterbeer, and clutching her stomach and her face is bright red)...Reg...Regin...REGINALD!(FALLS ON FLOOR IN LAUGHTER)

George: (steps over Madame Rosemerta) Good going, Harry, I think you made her go insane.

Fred: (pulls out two Sherlock Holmes looking hats and a backpack that resembles a secret agent spy kit) That whole Crabbe/Goyle deal seemed quite odd...Since when do they want to help Draco?

George: Don't worry, Hermione, we'll save you from a fate worse than death... Fred/Watson/Agent 0001549, you take the camera, I'll use the recorder...(they sneak off, silently following Crabbe and Goyle. Silently, except for the little bits of the Mission Impossible theme song that they're humming and the tiny clicks of the camera)

Crabbe: Do you think we sounded convincing enough?

Goyle: Yeah, we rock man!

Crabbe: This is gonna be so sweet! If those moronic Harry Potter admirers fell for our devilish prank and that muggle Hermione feels sorry for Draco and actually confronts him saying, "Draco, if you really want me to, I'll go with you," Draco is gonna be sooo embarrassed! He didn't even know we did this!

Goyle: Really! This'll get em' back for the time he embarrassed us and held our dirty underwear from the Slytherin flagpole! Git!

Fred: Woohoo! I got it all on tape! Your plot is fouled due to the great detective work of the Weasley brothers! (they stand back to back, holding their tools in attack positons)
George/Sherlock/Agent 0001548, could you do something about the advancing Slytherins?

George: Polariod, I choose you! (Attaches something to his camera) Flash Attack! (He and Fred run backwards toward the Gryffindor table, blinding the oncoming enemy) Take that! And that! And..Sorry, Fred, need to work on my aiming...

Ron: (goes brilliantly red at being asked to the dance by Cho) Er, Cho, I, I'm honored, well, not honored, exactly, but - um - well, the thing is, that I - (searches brain quickly for some reason to turn Cho down without totally crushing her) I...

Harry: Well, Ron, I guess since you're going with Cho I guess I can go with Fleur. Crabbe and Goyle can go jumb in a lake, I won't make Hermione go with that stupid ferret. That's way to cruel.

Cedric: (pops back in)Hey George, we should really have a wedding photo done! So Cho, you're going with Ron. George i'm free, you've got the chance to date, well...me!
My apparrating test is today, I mean now... gotta go! (exits still chanting) FREEDOM!

Charlie: (Casually walks in and smiles at Ron, George, Fred, and Ginny who are scattered through the Hall) Hey, little siblings, wazzup? Don't look so surprised, I'm helping Hagrid teach the Magical Creature Class. And I get to go to the dance too! Hey Ginny, wanna go with me? (Laughs at the horror stricken look on his sister's face) Just kidding Gin, just kidding!

Hermione: (comes swiftly to Ron's aid) Ron, did Cho just ask you to the dance? That's great! (Ron blanches) Except, Ron's already asked me to the dance - and I accepted. (gives Ron syrupy smile while treading on his foot. Ron is momentarily frozen) I'm sure you understand, right, Cho? (gives a last sugary smile and edges away, dragging the still frozen Ron with her)

Ron: (still shaken) Wha...what...why did you do that?

(Fred and George run by, humming the Mission Impossible Theme, and followed by a bunch of angry Slytherins)

Hermione: (slightly distracted by last event) Um, I had to, of course. Cho can't go with you - Harry would be so angry, you know he would, you know he likes Cho. And the only way you can get away safely is saying you're going with someone else - it's the perfect solution! (smiles at her own ingenuity) You looked like a total idiot, you know, gawping at her like she was some...oh, I don't know. Somebody had to save you before you made a complete fool of yourself.

Cedric: (Apparates into the hall) I had a cool test, I aced it! You may be asking what that 'Freedom' thing was about. It's like this. When it gets too much, I can just apparate. Cool huh? Hey Ron, I'm alright with you going with Cho! (Looks at Harry's face and then Ron's) Did I say somethin' I shouldn't have said? Sorry! I got to go to Charms! Flitwick is really depending on me in my last year to get really good marks.

Cho:(glaring at Cedric) YOU UGLY, EVIL, NO GOOD WIZARD! (mimicks rudely) Freedom! You meant freedom from your terrible girlfriend! I'LL GIVE YOU A REASON TO WANT FREEDOM! (grabs his collar, slamming him head-first into a wall, then turns to Ron) Um...well...I guess Hermione beat me to the best of the best(smiles half-heartedly) Guess I'll just wait for someone else to ask me. (walks casually out of the hall, a little pink from being turned down)

Goyle: Like we even care that you know, freaks! What are you gonna do? Go to Hermione saying: "Oh, Hermione! You're life is in danger! Draco's gonna ask you out! You must protect yourself!" Like we even care! It was just a joke to see if it worked!

Crabbe: Why don't you two ediots find something worthwhile to spend on your time? Your life is a total waste! At least we have dates to the dance, which is more than I can say for you two!

Goyle: That's right fellas, we got hot dates! Britney Spears and Jennifer Lopez are visiting Hogwarts the very night of the dance. We gave em' a buzz, and since we are so convincing, they said of course! So beat that you fools! Bye now! And Fluer, like we care how we treat a lady! (They exit)

Fred: It's so sad. They must have been smoking that stuff that Draco grows. They have dates with Brittany the Bloated and Junky Jen.

Ginny:(sitting in a corner so no one can see her or know who she even is, mumbling) Now I know how Hermione felt only a million times worse...

Angelina: Charlie Weasley! I haven't seen you for a while. Can I go to the dance with you? I think that would be fun. Did you see the quidditch game...WE WON! Harry did some excellent flying and us chasers made up some new combonations and we clobbered them! Why didn't you go for the national team, you would have been great. Oh well, if animals are your thing and you love doing then go for it.

Madam Rosemerta: Oh my God! I can't belive Charlie is gonna be helping with Care of Magical Creatures! I've always loved him! He was such a cutie pie! (does little victory dance)

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