108Woo Hoo! Two updates in two days. Okay so this is the last chapter. I hope you all have enjoyed this story. Thank you to everyone who reviewed, it means a lot to me…now on with the story.
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The Great Hall was once again beautifully decorated for Halloween. Enchanted Jack-o-lanterns hovered above the four long tables, which held all kinds of delicious foods, courteously of the House Elves. The bewitched sky was full of bright stars, and a sliver moon half hidden behind the clouds.
Harry and Ginny sat across the Gryffindor table, from the newest Hogwarts couple. Ron and Hermione were receiving cheers of congratulations from students in not only Gryffindor, but Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff as well. It seemed that there was an inter-house pool on when they would become a couple. Seamus and Ernie McMillan had both predicted before November and therefore had won by one day.
"So let me get this straight," laughed Ginny. "You had to grant Harry three wishes, and he wished for Draco, Crabbe and Goyle to become gorillas?"
Hermione nodded as she bit her lip to keep herself from laughing. She did in fact find the whole situation hilarious, but she was still embarrassed. Ginny broke into hysterical laughter and clutched the table to keep from falling over.
"Oh yes, it is all very funny," Hermione said, sarcastically. "Could we please just forget about all of this?" she added.
"I don't know Hermione. I was kind of getting used to you calling me 'Master'," replied Harry with a smirk.
Hermione narrowed her eyes at him, but then gave him a smirk of her own. "I'm surprised you had time to enjoy it Harry," she drawled, "seeing as most of the time you were hiding under the table from the scwary magic and fwairies."
Ron, Ginny and the other Gryffindor sixth years stared at Harry for a moment before falling into fit of laughter. Harry's face turned a bright red as he sunk lower in his seat.
"Oh sod off, all of you. I was under a spell, I couldn't help it." His friends did not stop laughing however so Harry settled for glaring at Hermione, who in turn beamed at him.
Eventually their classmates went back to their meals, only slightly giggling, leaving the trio plus Ginny to finish the conversation.
"Anyways," started Ron as her turned to face Hermione, "I for one don't want to forget anything that happened today. I rather liked how it ended." He gave Hermione a lop-sided grin before leaning down and kissing her.
"Oi! We're eating here!" cried Harry, throwing a roll at Ron's head.
Ron reluctantly pulled back from Hermione and rubbed the back of his head. "Besides, you look bloody brilliant as a genie," he added, before returning to his meal.
"Oh really?" Hermione asked, narrowing her eyes at her boyfriend.
"Mmmhmm," replied Ron through a mouthful of treacle tart.
"Well you better not get used to it. I'm never dressing like this again. It just isn't me. How do girls dress like this? It's so binding." She adjusted her top slightly, and Ron found his eyes moving to her chest.
'…bloody brilliant…'
Hermione looked up and saw him staring. "Ron!" she screeched, crossing her arms over her chest and glaring at him.
"What? Oh sorry," he said, blushing. "Look Hermione, as great as I think you look, I know this isn't you. I fell in love with you before you dressed up like this, and I'll still love you even if you started dressing like…McGonagall."
Hermione laughed and she felt her anger melting. 'Why can he always make me forgive him? And does he have an on/off switch for sweetness or something?'
"Look, I never want you to change. I've grown rather fond of this Hermione," he added, smirking.
"Oh have you now?" she asked moving in to kiss him…
"Ahem!"
Hermione looked over at Ginny who was now faking a coughing fit. "Hey, this was your plan remember. If you don't like us kissing, well that's just too bad." Hermione turned and kissed Ron hard on the mouth.
When they finally came up for air Ron asked, "What exactly was Ginny's plan?"
"Oh she just said that since you were so thick, the only way you'd ever admit your feelings for me was through major jealousy," replied Hermione, coolly.
"Oh and exactly how thick am I?" asked Ron, turning to Ginny.
"Oh please," she huffed. "You have loved her for years, and you only admitted it to her because Harry wished it!"
"Oh yeah, well I would have told her earlier today in the corridor, but somebody interrupted us!"
"Enough!" Hermione and Harry shouted together. People were starting to stare at the bickering siblings. Harry and Hermione each grabbed their own Weasley's hand under the table to calm them down. The four friends ate in silence until the food cleared and Dumbledore stood to give a speech.
"I hope that you all enjoyed your Halloween," he said, that familiar twinkle in his eyes. "Now before we serve dessert, I wanted to tell you all that I was so impressed by your creativity and your enthusiasm that I am going to make this an annual tradition."
Cheers rang through out the Great Hall, as students began to discuss next year's costumes.
"I am glad to see that you are as excited about this as I am. Now please, enjoy your dessert before you retire to your Common Rooms."
The desserts appeared on the table, and Ron and Harry tucked in while Hermione and Ginny discussed next Halloween.
"Oh this is so exciting!" squealed Ginny. "I can't wait for next year!"
"Yes, I can't wait to choose my own costume." Hermione laughed as Ginny's face fell. "You didn't actually think that I would let you choose my costume again did you?"
"Well I'm fine doing this again next year, as long as Professor McGonagall doesn't make us cast that spell again," interrupted Harry.
"Definitely!" agreed Hermione. She started to eat her dessert, but felt someone's eyes on her. She looked up and saw Ron look away quickly. 'He was staring again? I'll get him back for that.'
"Ron?" she asked in an innocent voice.
"Yes Hermione?"
"Did you mean it when you said you would still love me even if I dressed like McGonagall?"
"O-of c-c-course," he stuttered, nervously. 'She's not serious, is she? Bloody hell, she isn't really going to dress like McGonagall!'
"Okay, well same for me." He gave her a quizzical look as she turned to Ginny.
'What does she mean? She'd still love me if I dressed like McGonagall? ...Bloody Hell!'
"Ginny," started Hermione. "I think it's only fair if you choose Ron's costume for next year, since you chose mine and Harry's this year."
"You're right. That does sound fair Hermione."
"And I know the perfect costume too…"
A/N: Awww poor Ron. Thought Hermione had forgotten about the McGonagall costume, but of course Hermione never forgets. Well, again thank you to everyone who has reviewed and anyone who is going to review this chapter. So don't forget to press the little blueish-gray button down there in the corner. Also look out for some more fics from me. I plan on writing a couple one-shots and maybe start a new fic over break. Cheers and Happy Holidays!