Pool Party

When the four boys left to go talk to Fred and George, the four girls were sitting by the poolside, debating on what kind of plan they could be hatching. Ginny and Hermione both thought that they were being childish and prats while Lavendar and Parvati, on the other hand, thought that it was going to get real interesting real soon.

Hermione laid back and folded her hands behind her head as she looked up at the stars, her face becoming very pensive about the whole ordeal. What was going on? Was it revenge or just a playful revenge? Hermione couldn't decide. Then her mind drifted over to that day's previous encounters. Lavendar saw her expression and frowned.

"What are you so worried about, Hermione? I'm sure they'll do nothing drastic." Hermione pulled up so she was leaning on her elbows and faced Lavendar.

"I'm not worried about that. I'm worried about what will happen at school with Draco. Him showing up earlier and everything he said. That's what worries me. I'm worried for Harry and his life, even though I've been doing that for the past six years now, but I still fear for him . . . for all of us," Ginny, Lavendar and Parvati glanced at each other. Then, Ginny sat right in front of Hermione and looked her straight in the eyes.

"Hermione Jane Granger, swear to me that you will never talk like that ever again. I know that you're afraid, how do you think I feel? I'm his girlfriend, I fear for him every minute that passes by. But you can't always live your life worrying about Harry. He's almost seventeen now and he's all grown up. I think he can handle Voldemort by himself," Ginny paused. "But to tell you the truth, as your friend, you're not making this any easier for him . . . for you, by worrying yourself to death about this. He'll be okay, he wouldn't want you to worry for him, trust me I know this. So swear to me that you'll never say you're worried about him ever again . . . unless this kind of conversation comes up. Swear to me, 'Mione." Ginny said seriously. Hermione just stared in disbelief at Ginny.

When Ginny and Harry first started dating, Ginny was worried about his safety, too. She came to see Hermione everyday and she would confess her fears to her, how she didn't know what to do for him. It hit Hermione, when Ginny said that speech just then, that that was exactly what she herself had told Ginny last year. It apparently worked because from then on, Ginny never came to Hermione with her fears of Harry again. Now Hermione was doing the same thing to Ginny and she had to smile at the memory. It was amazing just how much Ginny, and everyone else too, had grown up over the past few years.

"Yes I swear to you, Ginny, that I will never talk like that about Harry again. I promise." Ginny smiled and the both of them hugged tightly, making the promise intact. When they let go, they turned to see Harry, Ron, Dean, and Seamus facing their audience.

"Woo hoo! Go, Seamus! Come on, guys, get this show on the road!" Lavendar shouted and everyone clapped and whistled in agreement. Fred and George grinned at each other and pushed play on the compact disc player. Again, low beats emitted from the speakers, and an echo of words came out loudly.

(Love is like a bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb.....bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb.....Love is like a bomb, bomb, bomb. Bomb, bomb, bomb, bomb......)

Ginny gasped and had to laugh. This was her second favorite song her disc and knew what they were about to do. Hermione also laughed because she recognized the song as well. That's what she got from listening to nothing but the Muggle radio for half of the summer last year.

"Oh, Merlin! I can't believe they chose this one! This is sure to be a great song!" Ginny shouted over the starting music.

"Which one is it?" Angelina shouted, swimming over to the four girls.

"You'll see. It's a great song! You'll love it!" Hermione shouted.

Seamus: Love is like a bomb, baby, c'mon get it on. Livin' like a lover with a radar phone, Lookin' like a tramp, like a video vamp. Demolition woman, can I be your man?

Ron and Harry: Be your man

Dean: Hey! Hey! Raze 'n' a dazzle 'n' a flash a little light. Television lover, baby, go all night. Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet. Little miss ah innocent sugar me, yeah Hey! C'mon

ALL: Take a bottle. Shake it up. Break the bubble. Break it up

Ron: Pour some sugar on me.

Harry: ooh, in the name of love.

Dean: Pour some sugar on me.

Seamus: C'mon fire me up.

Harry: Pour your sugar on me.

Ron: Oh, I can't get enough

ALL: I'm hot sticky sweet, from my head to my feet, yeah. Hey!

"Wow, this is certainly very entertaining so far." Ginny said, smirking.

"It sure is. What do you think, Hermione? Think they topped ours yet?" Parvati asked. Hermione considered this for a moment and then said,

"We'll see, girls. The song just began, let's wait until the end."

Harry:.....Crazy little woman in a one man show.

Ron: Mirror queen, mannequin, rhythm of love/ Sweet Dream, saccharine, loosen up. I loosen up.

Seamus: You gotta squeeze a little, squeeze a little, tease a little more. Easy operator come a knockin' on my food. Sometime, anytime, sugar me sweet.

Dean: Little miss, ah, innocent sugar me, yeah. Yeah! Give a little more.

"So, is this like a contest between the eight of you or something?" Neville asked as he and Lee also swam over.

"I don't know yet. It could be, considering the fact that Ron got ticked that we didn't tell him what 'Voulez vous coucher avec moi, ce soir' meant," Ginny said.

"Well, like I said earlier-"

"Yes! We get it already, Hermione!" Lavendar shouted.

"You think it's childish!" Ginny, Lavendar and Parvati shouted at the same time. The three of them laughed at Hermione's angry expression, and then she too laughed along with them.

Lavendar and Parvati started to dance to the bridge and chorus of the music, cheering on Dean and Seamus to keep it going.

ALL: I'm hot sticky sweet, from my head to my feet yeah.

At that moment, Fred conjured up a small bottle of whipped cream while George conjured up a small bowl of peaches and a bag of sugar. They both threw them over to the four singing boys and Ron caught the cream while Seamus caught the peaches and the sugar.

"What will they do with that?" Lee asked when he saw what was thrown to them.

"Who knows. Let's just wait and find out." Parvati said.

Ron: You got the peaches, I got the cream.

Ron held up the bottle of Reddi Whip in his right hand and began to shake it up and spray a load in his mouth.

Seamus: Sweet to taste (Saccharine)

Dean: 'Cause I'm hot (Hot!) So hot

Harry: Sticky sweet from my head

Ron: (Head!) My head

Dean: (Head to my feet)

Seamus: To my feet

Ron: Do you take sugar?

ALL: One lump or two?

Since the whipped cream was already shook up, Ron and Seamus scurried up to the four amused girls and Ron sprayed them all with whipped cream while Seamus ripped open the bag and poured all of the sugar on top of their heads. The girls were screaming and the two boys were laughing hysterically. When the whole can and bag were empty, Hermione, Lavendar, Parvati, and Ginny were covered in white cream and white sugar, positively sticky . . . from their head to their feet.

Dean:......(Shake it up)

Ron: Break the bubble

Harry: Break it up (Break it up)

As they repeated the chorus one last time, the girls weren't even listening, but all eight pairs of eyes were glaring at them, flames in their glittery orbs. Katie, Alicia, Angelina, Neville and Lee held their stomachs and had tears coming to their eyes from laughing so much.

Ginny turned to Neville very slowly, still in shock that she was covered in whipped cream and sugar.

"To answer your question, Neville . . . .Yes, I think they've won," Ginny said woodenly. This made them laugh even harder.

Harry: (Pour some sugar on me)

Seamus: (Oh, in the name of love)

Ron: (Pour some sugar on me)

Dean: Get all, come get it

Harry: (Pour some sugar on me)

Ron: Ooh

Seamus: (Pour some sugar on me)

ALL: Yeah! Sugar me!

The backyard completely exploded with whistling, cheering, and applause. Soon the whole backyard was yelling "Encore! Encore!" and the four boys each took a bow. Everyone was still cheering somewhat when the boys went over to their girl and laughed at them.

"That was so not funny, you guys," Parvati said.

"We think it was hilarious," Dean said. Parvati shot her boyfriend another evil death glare.

"You know that there's only one way to fix that now, don't you?" Harry asked, Ginny seeing a suspicious hint of mischief in his eyes.

"Oh? And what would that be?" Hermione asked, obviously missing that glint. The boys smirked at each other and stepped ever closer to the girls and the girls took a step back. This only made the boys take a step forward, and in retaliation the girls took one more step back.

"Have a nice trip, girls," Ron said, trying desperately to hide his giggles.

"Yeah, try not to drown," Seamus said. By the time Hermione, Ginny, Lavendar, and Parvati had figured out what they meant, the boys lifted up their hands, brought them to the girls' shoulders, and shoved them backward, sending the girls flying into the pool. Everyone around them laughed, the boys most of all.

When the girls came up, the only thing one could see in the water were little puffs of whipped cream floating in a circle in various places around the deep end of the pool. Hermione was about to retaliate when she closed her mouth, and her expression turned happy. Hermione laughed and laughed. No one could figure out why because they'd all figure that Hermione would have been mad, it being Hermione and all. But if she was laughing, then everyone guessed that it was okay.

So the rest of them went on laughing into the night, joking and having a good time like teenagers are supposed to. That is, until Ron turned around and saw a pair of headlights in the distance down the road. He wondered who it could be, until it gradually got closer and he realized that it looked oddly familiar......like a Ford Anglia.