Chapter 2: Harry and the Patils at the Ball

Hello, dear readers! Thought it was time to blow the dust off this story and give it a proper conclusion showing how Harry's date at the Yule Ball with the Patil Twins went. There will be fun and debauchery but in this instance, I won't make the story an M rated lemon story as other authors have done. Another time and another story, perhaps, but not this one. Also, there will still be a bit of Ron bashing in this chapter. I do not own Harry Potter. R&R and Enjoy!

***Christmas Day, Gryffindor 4th Year Boys Dormitories***

"Nev! You seen my dress shoes anywhere?" Dean Thomas asked as he pulled on his dress socks.

"Thought I saw them on top of your trunk." Neville replied as he straightened his tie.

"Oi! Harry! You going to tell us who you're taking to the ball?" Seamus asked while he buttoned up his dress shirt.

"Going to have to wait and see." He replied, desperately trying to tame his hair with a wet comb.

Since the confrontation with Ron, Harry was starting to relax for the first time since being forced into the tournament. Part of it was due to the majority of the school, sans most of Slytherin house and some Hufflepuffs, coming to the realization that he would be insane to willingly try to enter this tournament. The other part was due to his fast-growing friendship with the Patil Twins.

Before the fight with Ron, Harry had very few interactions with the sisters outside the occasion greetings in the halls or discussion on homework. Before the fight, he would have said Parvati was simply a gossip who bought way too much into Divination Class while Padma was extremely shy and slow to open up to anyone.

Now that he had gotten to know the two better, he realized there was more to them. Padma was the epitome of a Ravenclaw. She was extremely knowledgeable about most of the basic and advanced classes the school had to offer and while she was not as outgoing as her sister, she and Harry were able to enjoy pleasant conversations with each other. Parvati, on the other hand, she was a fount of knowledge concerning the daily life of wizards outside of school. While she did enjoy taking from and contributing to the rumor mill, she also knew when not to spread potentially harmful and destructive information.

Then there were the dancing lessons the two had given him but he would rather not dwell on them too long, lest he remember his more embarrassing failures…

There was a groan from the final boy in their dorm. Ron was standing in front of a full-length mirror in his ridiculous robes.

"Don't worry too much Ron." Seamus said, trying to hold back his laughter. "If what I heard is true, your date might actually like your robes."

"What? Whose he going with?" Dean asked, unable to hold back his chuckles.

"I'm not going to say. But if Lavender is right, this ball might be more entertaining to watch than to participate." The Irish wizard remarked.

The youngest male Weasley grunted, staring daggers at everyone in the room before leaving. The others simply shrugged at his actions before they finished getting dressed. Once finished, Neville, Seamus, and Dean left the dorm while Harry stayed behind. Opening his trunk, he pulled out two small boxes. He had to thank Dobby again for procuring these for him. Cradling the boxes under his arm, he walked out of the dorm and to the common room.

Downstairs, the boys and girls from the upper years were meeting up with one another in their brightly colored and stylishly designed robes. Seamus had his arm around Lavender, Neville was nervously talking to Ginny, and Dean was lounging with the other stags.

"Hello, Harry." Two voices called from behind him. Turing around, the boy saw both Padma and Parvati standing before him. Padma was dressed in orange dress robes with a pink sash while her sister was dressed in pink dress robes with an orange sash. The Gryffindor Twin was grinning broadly while the Ravenclaw Twin smiled shyly at him.

"Ladies, you look stunning this evening." Harry replied, giving the two a bow. "I…I brought something for you both."

He handed each of them a box. Their interest piqued, the twins opened them to find they each had a corsage.

"Harry! Its, lovely!" Parvati gushed.

"Thank you, Harry!" Padma added, her voice more subdued than her sister's.

They each let him put it on their wrists before linking arms with him, Padma on his right and Parvati on his left.

By this time, the rest of the house had taken notice. Dean and the other stags were looking upon Harry with surprise and envy. Seamus was laughing his head off while Lavender tried to hide her giggles behind her hand. Neville casually nodded his head to Harry while Ginny gave the threesome a blank look.

Finally, there was Ron…

The redhead in question was staring wide eyed at the trio. Nostrils flaring. Fists clenching and unclenching. His chest was heaving and his face started turning a fantastic shade of purple that would have Uncle Vernon impressed.

But just as he was about to open his mouth, the portrait hole opened. In walked Professor McGonagall, looking as strict as ever despite her dress robes.

"Ah, Mr. Potter, there you are. I am to escort you to the Great Hall where you and the other champions will be the head of the procession. Now, which of these young ladies is your date?"

Harry's cheeks turned pink before saying "Both of them, Professor."

Though he couldn't say for certain, Harry thought he saw the right eye of his Head of House twitch slightly.

"Very well, Mr. Potter. Let us be on our way." The Transfiguration professor said before turning to Ron. "I believe a gentleman is supposed to offer their arm to their date, Mr. Weasley."

The redhead tore his gaze from Harry and the twins before looking up at his Head of House. Ron looked as though he wished to say something but words escaped him again.

With utmost reluctance, the youngest Weasley boy extended his arm to Professor McGonagall. She took his arm and the group of five walked to the spiral staircase.

"Am I to assume that this arrangement came about in part due to Mr. Weasley's actions, Mr. Potter?" The Transfiguration Professor asked.

"In a way, it did, Professor." Padma spoke up.

"Interesting." She replied, shooting a reproachful look at the boy in question. Ron was torn between withering at the gaze of the Professor and exploding in indignation that what happened wasn't his fault. Fortunately for Harry and the Twins, they had made it to the doors leading to the Great Hall. The other champions appeared to be milling about, waiting for the procession to begin. Cedric was looking regal in his dress robes with Cho Chang hanging off one of his arms. Fleur was standing prim and proper with the Ravenclaw Quidditch Team Captain shamelessly undressing her with his eyes while a bit of drool fell from the corner of his mouth. It was who Viktor Krum was escorting that surprised the group. There was Hermione, looking stunning in her dress robes, her hair now tame and flowing down her back.

While Harry had told Padma and Parvati that he had learned who Hermione was taking to the ball, they were still surprised to see how well she cleaned up. The Gryffindor Head of House was mildly shocked to see one of her best and brightest going out with the Durmstrang Champion but she swelled with pride seeing how happy she looked.

Then there was Ron…

"Oi! What are you doing fraternizing with the enemy?" The youngest male Weasley exclaimed, pointing an accusatory finger at his bushy haired friend.

The girl in question, the other champions, and their dates looked at the boy in shock and mild indignation at his statement.

Fortunately for them, Professor McGonagall cast a silencing charm on Ron before he could say anything else. If looks could kill, the youngest male Weasley would most certainly be dead with no chance of his ghost returning to the land of the living. He cringed at her gaze, closing his mouth and deciding to find interest with his shoes.

Satisfied, the Transfiguration Professor turned to look at the champions.

"I would like to apologize to you all, especially you Ms. Granger, for the statement made by my 'date'." The woman said, spitting out the last word in disgust. "Rest assured, he will be thoroughly punished and chastised."

Then McGonagall turned to look at Ron. "As for you, Mr. Weasley, I would have thought the thorough dressing down I gave you after the fight you started and the punishment you are now serving because of it would have made you realize your error in judgement. Perhaps I was wrong, though. Perhaps you would rather not participate in the Yule Ball and instead be watched over by the school house elves and treated like the child you are making yourself out to be."

Had he not already been under a silencing charm, this would have certainly kept Ron's mouth shut. He slowly shook his head no and returned his attention to his shoes.

The professor nodded her head before turning her attention back to the champions and their dates.

"The procession should begin shortly, as soon as the doors open, you are to walk in with your dates before sitting at the head table."

After receiving acknowledgement from the group, Professor McGonagall tugged on the redheaded boy's arm. "Come along, Mr. Weasley."

As soon as the two were out of range, Harry, Padma, and Parvati broke into silent giggles. They weren't alone, either. Cedric was shaking his head in amusement while Cho was trying and failing to keep a smile from blooming on her face. Fleur was commenting on the action of the 'silly, leetle boy', while Roger Davies nodded dumbly at her remark. While Krum remained stoic as ever, Hermione had a somewhat satisfied smirk on her face.

Just then, the door to the Great Hall opened. Cedric took the lead with Cho, followed by Fleur and Roger, then Krum and Hermione, and ending with Harry and the Patil Twins. While most of the students from the foreign schools clapped politely for the champions, the Hogwarts students seemed torn. Some of the female population was seething with anger that Hermione Granger had managed to snag Krum out from under them. Another portion of the male population was jealous over the fact that Harry was taking both Parvati and Padma as his dates.

When they sat down at the table, the rest of the student body followed suit. Upon learning how to get their desired dinner from the menu provided, they began to feast.

"So, Harry, have your nerves over the dance calmed down some?" Parvati asked as she cut up her chicken.

"A little." The boy replied as he bit into his Prime Rib. "Though I'm still worried about messing up or stepping on your feet."

"Don't worry, Harry. You'll do fine." Padma reassure him as she dug into her pasta alfredo.

"Besides," The Gryffindor Twin added cheekily, "It's not like you'll mess up as terribly as you did during your first few dance practices. What was the count, Padma? Five times he stepped on our toes, four time he tripped up, and the last two of those trips, his face landed in our breasts?"

The black-haired boy groaned at the memory while the Ravenclaw Twin's face began to blush.

"I swear that was an accident." He mumbled before taking a drink from his goblet.

"I don't know." Parvati replied in a sing song tone of voice. "The first time was understandable and you and I were able to shake it off as a simple misstep. The second time when you fell onto Padma, however, makes me wonder. Did you want to see just how similar Padma and I were?"

Harry kept his head bowed while Padma shot a glare at her sister.

"I was kidding, Padma. Just having a little fun." The Gryffindor Twin said in an exaggerated tone of voice.

The Ravenclaw Twin rolled her eyes at her sister's antics before giving Harry's hand a reassuring squeeze.

From there, conversation became light hearted and upbeat as dinner wore on. As soon as everyone had their fill, the tables were pushed to the side to allow for the dance floor. The Weird Sisters appeared and began the final sound check before their first song. Harry rose along with the other champions before helping Padma to her feet. She smiled shyly at him before he walked her to the dance floor.

"Next dance your mine, Harry." Parvati giggled, earning a few chuckles from the assorted teachers and students.

Before the music started, Padma gave Harry an eyebrow raise while an amused smile played at her lips.

"Right. Hands on your waist." He replied, giving her a smile of his own before the music started.

For a famous wizarding band he had heard his classmates talk about through his years at the school, he was surprised that they started off with a waltz. Luckily for Harry, this was the first type of dance the twins had taught him before moving onto other various styles.

The smiles on the two grew wider as the song continued. Padma giggled as Harry picked her up and twirled her at certain swells in the music while she leaned in closer to him when it slowed down. Harry relished the moments when her head rested on his chest and he was able to take in her exotic perfumes and scents she was wearing, cinnamon and spices primary among them. All of the boy's worries about messing up or tripping over his or Padma's feet seemed to drift away to the melody of the music. It was as if nothing else existed outside of himself, Padma, and the notes guiding his movements.

All too soon, the song came to an end. The crowd cheered and whistled for the champions.

"You did well, Harry." The Ravenclaw Twin said, beaming at him.

"Thank you." He replied, blushing slightly at his comment.

Padma looked as though she wanted to say something more but she was cut off when the next song started playing and the rest of the students rushed the dance floor.

"My turn, Harry!" Parvati cut in before dragging Harry back towards the floor. "This is my favorite song!"

Padma was speechless for a moment before letting out a sigh of exasperation and amusement. She had the whole night to try again she thought to herself.

Meanwhile, Parvati was now dancing circles around Harry, both metaphorically and literally. Her smile was a mile wide and infectious as she surrendered her body to the music. For Harry, he couldn't help but return her smile and try his best to keep up with her. One moment, they would barely be holding onto one another by their fingertips. The next, The Gryffindor Twin would be held tightly by Harry in a warm embrace. Like her sister, Parvati also had an exotic aroma to her but hers was primarily vanilla with floral hints. Like with Padma, everything else seemed to disappear when they were dancing. The music and her touch were the only thing that mattered at the moment.

When the song finally ended, Harry was a bit winded while Parvati was a little short of breath herself.

"You were great, Harry!" The Gryffindor Twin said.

"Thanks." Harry said, trying to catch his breath. "I had two great teachers to help me."

Parvati blushed at the comment. Like her sister before, it appeared as though she had something to say but was cut off by Padma.

"Would you like to sit down for a while, Harry?" The Ravenclaw twin asked.

"Yes, please." The boy answered, relief evident in his voice.

With that, she led him toward a small table with Parvati following close behind. When Harry wasn't looking, Padma quickly looked back at her sister and stuck her tongue out at her.

'Very mature.' The Gryffindor Twin mouthed to which her sister acknowledged with a cheeky grin.

At the table with them were the other champions. Cho was sitting in Cedric's lap, Fleur was doing her best to ignore the ogling of her date, and Hermione was sitting closely to Krum.

"So, Casanova finally graces us with his presence." The First Hogwarts Champion remarked jokingly while his date giggled with him.

"Is that jealousy I hear, Diggory?" Parvati quipped back, a mischievous grin on her face. "Saying things like that could get you in a world of trouble with the date you currently have."

The boy paled at this statement. His eyes flicked to the girl occupying his lap. Cho had an eyebrow raised, waiting for his reply.

"I…What I meant was…" Cedric fumbled over his words.

He cut off from his explanation when Harry, Parvati, and Padma burst into laughter. This spread to everyone else at the table, minus Roger Davies, as they saw Cedric's cheeks turn crimson in embarrassment.

"I think he got the message." Cho chuckled before pecking her date on the cheek.

"You did very well out there Harry." Hermione said once she had calmed down. "Who taught you how to dance?"

"You're looking at them." The boy replied, holding up the hands of his dates. The Twins blushed at his praise for them.

"Now if only I could get you as interested in your classes as you seem to be about dancing." She mused.

"Only Hermione would bring up homework while at a school dance." Parvati said, causing the other Hogwarts students at the table to break into laughter again.

"So, 'ow did you manage to ask zees lovely ladies to ze ball?" Fleur asked.

For a moment, Harry felt something strange wash over him, an urge to give all his love and attention to the French witch that had asked him a question. But that was slowly pushed away as his hold on Padma and Parvati's hands tightened ever so slightly, bringing him back to reality.

After a slight shudder to rid himself of the strange feeling that had overcome him, he chuckled before replying, "That is a long story."

Although outwardly she only lifted an eyebrow, inwardly, Fleur was surprised the boy had managed to shrug off her passive allure so casually. Out of the corner of her eye, she could tell that Cedric and Krum were still a bit dazed as evidenced by their dates trying to snap them out of their stupor. As for her own date…he was long gone before they had even entered the Great Hall. Maybe she had misjudged Harry Potter when she had first called him a 'leetle boy' she mused.

Before he could answer, however, Harry heard three voices say "Hello, Harry." Behind him. Turning around, he was surprised to see Susan Bones, Daphne Greengrass, and Luna Lovegood standing behind him.

"Hello, girls." The boy nervously chuckled. "How are you?"

"We're fine. Our dates are having a bit of a sit down so we decided to see you." The redheaded from the House of Badgers said.

"My, my, Potter. One wasn't enough so you had to have the pair?" The Slytherin Ice Queen asked, her eyebrow raised while a smirk played at the edge of her lips.

"I wouldn't be too jealous, Daphne." Luna spoke up, the faraway look in her eyes. "In some of the worlds, you get to share Harry with other girls."

To those that were unfamiliar with Luna's eccentricities, they gave the girl a confused look. Harry and Padma did their best to hide their amusement of the quirky girl while Cho masked her disgust and dislike of the girl behind a look of indifference.

"So, who did you end up taking to the ball? I know Susan went with Ernie." Harry continued.

"I'm just here with friends." Daphne said.

"Nobody asked me to the ball. I'm just here because the author told me to." Luna remarked.

"Well…" Padma said, moving the conversation along to prevent awkward pauses from forming. "What brings you to our humble table?"

"We were hoping to at least get one dance with Harry." Susan answered.

"Oh." Harry said, unsure how to answer lest he upset his dates. "I don't know. I don't want to be rude to…"

"Go ahead, Harry." Parvati spoke up.

"You sure? I don't want to upset either of you." He replied.

The sisters blushed at his response, pleased to hear his concern in relation to their feelings on this matter.

"We don't mind. Besides, it is the least you can do for them after the incidents with Ron." The Ravenclaw Twin reassured him.

No sooner had Harry nodded his head in acceptance than he was pulled from his seat by a giggling Susan.

"I thought you were joking when you called him Casanova." Cho said to her date as they watched the two begin to dance while the other two girls waited patiently off to the side.

"So was I." Cedric replied. "Would you two care to explain how this all came to be?"

"We would also love to know, wouldn't we brother?" Came an amused voice from behind the Patils.

"Indeed we would, brother." An identical voice replied. "How in the world did ickle Harrykins manage to take the Second Best Looking Twins in School?"

"Excuse me?" Parvati asked, turning in her seat to look at the Infamous Weasley Twins and giving them a skeptical raise of her eyebrow. "What do you mean Second Best? Who is The Best?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Fred (Or was it George?) replied.

"We are!" The two replied before striking comically sexy poses.

Parvati rolled her eyes while the other occupants, including her sister, laughed their antics.

"Don't fret too much, my dears." George (Fred maybe?) said once the laughter died down. "You two are still better looking than the Carrow Twins."

"So, what brings you two to our table, other than to gloat?" Padma asked.

"We come bearing refreshments." Twin Number 1 said (It became pointless in trying to figure out which one was who at this point) before summoning a tray laden with cups of punch. Once they were distributed, the Weasleys pulled up some chairs and sat down.

"Something seems off about this punch." Hemione said as she finished her cup.

The two raised their eyebrows before downing their own cups.

"You know, brother? I do taste something else in the punch." Twin Two said.

"So do I." Twin One replied.

"It tastes like…" The two said simultaneously, leaving a dramatic pause before saying. "HOUSE ELF LABOR!"

"The audacity!" Twin One cried out dramatically,

"The outrage!" Twin Two added.

"The unmitigated gall!" They said in stereo.

Everyone, sans Hermione, burst into laughter.

"You aren't funny." The bushy haired girl said, glaring at the two for their joke.

"We have witnesses that would beg to differ." One of them countered before turning to look at the Patil Twins. "So, tell us the story of how you and the other girls fell for our up and coming playboy, Harry Potter."

Padma and Parvati began to relay the tale of how Harry had been asked out by the various girls he was currently dancing with and how Ron had rudely cut in and scared them away. While the story was being told, they took pauses to watch the boy dance with the girls. Susan seemed to like the more lively and energetic dances while Daphne enjoyed the more slow and subdued ones. Luna…well, she seemed to be dancing to a tune only she could hear. For his part, Harry did his best to oblige all three to their preferred dance. By the time the story was finished, Harry was making his way back to the table.

"Ah, the conquering hero returns." Twin One said before Harry sat back down between his dates.

"How was it?" Parvati asked as she handed him a glass of punch.

"Fun but exhausting." Harry replied before downing his drink.

"The night is still young, Harrykins." Twin Two chuckled before getting up from their seats.

"It has been fun, ladies and gents but we must return to our dates." Twin One said before they gave a bow and walked away.

"You think they notice we spiked the punch?" Twin One whispered to his brother.

"We were close to being ratted out by Hermione but I think we managed to play it off well. By the end of the night, all three of the schools should be drunk as skunks." Twin Two replied before they chuckled and walked back to their respective dates.

Back with Harry and the Patil Twins, they were happily chatting away and enjoying another round of punch before a commotion came from the dance floor. To the table, it sounded like subdued laughter.

As if to answer the unasked question, the crowd around the dance floor parted slightly to show exactly why people were holding back their amusement.

Performing an extremely awkward waltz was Professor McGonagall and Ron Weasley. Ron's face was perfectly matching his hair as his abysmal attempt at dancing continued. His hands were on the Transfiguration Professor's waist and when he wasn't checking his feet to make sure he didn't continue stepping on his partner, he was shooting dirty looks at everyone in the hall. McGonagall was doing her best to maintain her stoic look but everyone could tell she was just as displeased with the dance as her partner.

Finally, after one too many steps on her toes, McGonagall stopped.

"Perhaps you would like to dance with someone else, Mr. Weasley?" She asked.

Ron appeared relieved as he shook his head vigorously.

"Very well then." The Transfiguration Professor stated as another couple drifted their way. "Professor Dumbledore, would you care to exchange partners with me?"

"Why certainly." The Headmaster answered as he and Madame Maxine glided towards them.

Quicker than the redhead could react, the two Hogwarts professors separated from their partners before flawlessly starting up a dance with their new ones. Professor McGonagall with Madam Maxine and Professor Dumbledore with Ronald.

As one, the whole of the Hogwarts student body held back their sniggers. Ron could not do anything in protest so he simply continued his miserable attempt at dancing while the Headmaster was either blissfully ignorant of the reaction from the student body or simply ignoring everyone else around him.

"I must say, Mr. Weasley, If I would have known that somebody else would be wearing robes such as yours, I would have worn mine to the ball." Dumbledore remarked, his voice somehow managing to speak above the music and general rumble of the crowd.

Now the occupants of the Great Hall were overcome by fits of coughing to disguise their laughter. Even the foreign schools couldn't help but chuckle at the aged headmaster's comment and the boy's inability to give his full and true reaction.

Back at the table with Harry and the Twins, the group had to take swigs from their refilled drinks to prevent their own laughter from escaping.

"So, do think this is proper punishment after he cursed you?" Harry asked Padma.

"It's a start." The Ravenclaw Twin said smugly. "After he leaves the floor, would you care for another dance, Harry?"

"I guess I could." The boy replied in an overly dramatic way while the grin on his face betrayed his true feelings towards the matter. "And no, Parvati, I didn't forget you. Right after Padma I will gladly give you another dance."

"You'd better!" The Gryffindor Twin replied cheekily before the three of them burst into laughter.

And so, the night went on. Harry alternated between dancing with his dates, sometimes one at a time while other times they danced as a group, and chatting with the other champions and anybody else that stopped by the table while indulging in the punch. While he did receive a clue as to how he could solve the mystery of the Golden Egg, Harry was frustrated they wouldn't tell him what the task was outright. Still, a push in the proper direction was better than nothing, he mused.

Unknown and unnoticed by Harry and company was the general atmosphere of the rest of the Yule Ball. Couples were stumbling or falling on the dance floor, the laughter and talk amongst the students was becoming louder and more raucous. Even a few of the teachers were hiccupping and slurring some of their words.

Though to be fair, Harry, Padma, and Parvati had good reason as to not notice the rest of the student body due to the goings on of their own little world. Fleur was casting spells on her drooling and unresponsive date, varying from changing the length and color of his hair and removing his eyebrows to making him pick his nose, much to the amusement of the others. Then Cedric ended up laughing so hard at this, he ended up falling out of his chair, bringing Cho down with him. This was followed by another round of laughter. What was most surprising of all, however, was when Krum turned and smiled at Hermione. That in and of itself was shocking to see but what followed after was even more so. Harry's bushy haired friend lunged forward and then proceeded to probe the inside of the Bulgarian Seeker's mouth with her tongue.

Everyone at the table fell silent. When she finally separated herself from her date, Hermione simply asked, "What?"

"So, those are the kind of books you've been reading lately." Parvati said, a Cheshire grin plastered on her face. "What comes next? Viktor whisks you away to his ship where you both give into your passions?"

The group burst into laughter, Harry and the Twins leaning on each other for support, Cedric and Cho rolling on the ground, and Fleur with her head on the table and pounding her fist on the surface.

Hermione's face turned scarlet and attempted to mask her embarrassment with her hands. Viktor, however, would have none of that. Chuckling at his date, he gently removed her hands before planting his lips on hers.

"I'll take that as a yes." The Gryffindor Twin stage whispered, much to the amusement of the other champions.

"Shut up." The bookworm and the Bulgarian said before going in for another kiss.

"Well…" Padma said, swatting away at an insect flying around her head, "I think we'll be heading to bed."

"Ooooooh" The other occupants at the table said before chuckling at the implication they had made.

"Ha ha. Very funny." Padma said as she stood up from her chair before tripping over her feet and falling backwards. Luckily for her, Harry was behind her and caught her in his arms.

"Hi." He chuckled as he looked at her.

"Hello yourself." She giggled back before he helped her to her feet. "Me thinks somebody spiked the punch."

"Me thinks you might be right." Harry replied.

"Harry!" Parvati called from her seat.

The boy gave an overdramatic sigh before turning to the girl and attempting to help her out of her seat and to her feet. Unfortunately, the Gryffindor Twin was having difficulty getting out of her seat despite Harry's attempts.

Finally, with an almighty heave, Harry managed to pull Parvati out of her seat but was unable to stop his momentum and proceeded to fall backwards to the ground, pulling her down with him. He hit the ground, slightly winded before the girl he was trying to help fell onto his chest. There was a moment's pause before they ended up giggling at their predicament.

"I think you're too walk to drunk, Mr. Potter." Parvati said as she calmed down.

"I think you mean too drunk to walk, Ms. Patil." Harry countered as they started laughing at her slip of the tongue.

"Looks like the two of you are having fun down there." Padma said, an amused smile on her face.

The Gryffindor Twin rolled off Harry to lay by his left side before a smirk came to her lips.

"Why don't you join us, dear sister?" She said before grabbing her Ravenclaw Twin's wrist and pulling her down. Padma yelped in surprise before Harry broke her fall with his body.

"Have a nice trip?" He chuckled.

"The destination is lovely but the journey was a bit rough." She giggled back.

The three remained where they were as their fit of laughter passed before they realized just how tired they were.

"We should really be getting to bed." Harry mused before releasing a yawn.

"Would Master Harry Potter Sir like Dobby to assist him and his ladies to a private chamber?" The voice of Dobby said as he popped before them.

"Sure, Dobby." The boy replied, not bothering to correct the elf. "Just take us somewhere private."

"Dobby knows of a place." The elf said before grabbing hold of the three before pausing.

"Shoo! Dobby is not taking nosey bug with him." The elf said, swatting away at an insect flying around the three drunken teenagers before grabbing hold of them and popping them to a hallway with an atrocious tapestry of trolls trying to learn how to dance. Dobby then walked back and forth across a blank stretch of wall before coming back to the trio.

With a snap of his fingers, he levitated Harry, Padma, and Parvati and lead them to a door that none of them had noticed before. Opening it revealed a simple yet comfortable bedroom with a large four poster bed. Harry was placed in the middle with Padma on his right and Parvati on his left.

"If Master Harry Potter Sir or his ladies needs anything, please give Dobby a call." The elf said before popping away.

"Thanks…Dobby." Harry said between another yawn. "I hope you girls enjoyed the ball."

"It was wonderful, Harry." Parvati said as she stretched her limbs to make herself more comfortable.

"I enjoyed it very much." Padma said as she snuggled into his side.

"That's good." The boy replied, a weak smile gracing his lips as he looked at the both of them. "You were amazing dates, especially being my first date."

The Twins blushed at his comment before silence fell over them. Padma looked over at her sister, giving her a concerned and questioning look. Parvati returned the look with one of her own. A silent conversation passed between the two before a small smile bloomed on the Ravenclaw Twin's face. Her Gryffindor Twin returned the smile and gave a small nod of her head.

"Harry." Padma cooed in his ear.

"Yeah." He mumbled, forcing his sleepy eyes to open and look at the girl to his right.

"Parvati and I really enjoyed this date and the time we spent together before hand."

"I did too." He replied, giving her a weary smile. "You two are wonderful girls."

"We…Parvati and I, like you very much, Harry Potter." Padma continued as she leaned closer to his face.

"I like you…" He started to say before the Ravenclaw Twin pressed her lips against his. His eyes widened at the gesture before he kissed back.

Though it only lasted for a few seconds, it felt like a lifetime for the two of them. When they finally separated, Harry looked back at Padma with awe while she smiled shyly at him.

Then he felt a finger slowly turning his head to the left. He barely had enough time to register that it was Parvati who had turned him and whom he was facing before she too was kissing him.

It was short, like with Padma, but equally enjoyable. When they finally separated, Harry's head came back to center while the Twins leaned over to look at him.

"We love you, Harry Potter." They said simultaneously.

"I…love…you…too…" He mumbled before his eyes rolled over white and he passed out.

The two giggled at the boy before snuggling into him.

"Silly…" Parvati said.

"…Harry." Padma finished before the two followed Harry into deep sleep.

***The Next Morning***

With a groan, Harry Potter woke up from his slumber. The first thing the boy registered was the throbbing pain emanating from his head. Not the pain associated with his scar but one comparable to a terrible headache. He tried opening his eyes but the bright light of the room caused him to shut them immediately. He vaguely became aware that he was still wearing his glasses when he attempted to rub the sleep from his eyes only for his fingers to touch his spectacles.

"Good morning, Harry!" Came two voices from the foot of his bed.

Opening his eyes again, he saw Padma and Parvati standing in front of the bed. Parvati was grinning cheekily at him, wearing a red Gryffindor hooded sweater with a black and red plaid skirt while Padma gave him a warm smile, wearing a Ravenclaw hooded sweater and blue jeans.

"Morning girls." Harry said after letting out a tremendous yawn and stretching his limbs.

"How did you sleep?" Padma asked.

"I slept well enough. Waking up, however, that is a different story." The boy replied, rubbing at his temple and trying to force his headache to recede.

"Here." Parvati said, offering him a glass with a purple potion. "That should help with the headache."

He downed the glass in one gulp, shivering in disgust at the taste. Seconds later, the pain in his head immediately began to slip away.

"Wow. Thanks." Harry replied, perking up. "Where did you get that?"

"We think Dobby brought us some hangover potion before we woke up." Padma said before laying a bundle of clothes on the bed for Harry. "He also left a note with the clothes saying to leave our dress robes here and he would make sure they were cleaned."

"Good old Dobby." Harry mused before reaching for the clothes. "Would you mind?"

"No, I don't mind, Harry." Parvati chuckled while giving him a knowing look. Padma rolled her eyes at her sister before waving her wand, causing the curtains on the four poster to close and give Harry some privacy.

"You're no fun." The Gryffindor Twin said on the other side.

Ignoring her sister, Padma asked. "Harry…do you remember last night."

"Most of it, yeah." He replied, his silhouette removing his robes before putting on the provided clothes.

"Do…do you remember what happened…what we said before you passed out." She continued, her voice growing quiet.

They could see him pause as he was pulling a shirt over his head before he answered.

"Yes. I remember." He replied, just as quietly.

"We…we meant what we said, Harry. We really do like you. Starting to love you, even." Parvati jumped in, just as shy and hesitant as her sister was now. "Did…did you…"

But before she could finish her question, the curtains opened, revealing Harry in a Gryffindor Quidditch hooded sweater and black jeans. His hair was messy again and he had a blank look on his face. Slowly, he walked towards the Twins.

In that moment, Padma and Parvati were afraid that he would go back on what he had said last night, that it had only been brought on by the spiked punch and the kisses they had given him.

Then, using his Seeker reflexes, Harry scooped Padma into his arms and brought her in for a kiss. The Ravenclaw Twin was shocked at his boldness before melting into the kiss. Seconds later, he released the now giggling girl and pulled Parvati into his arms to give her the same treatment. Once she had been released, the boy grinned broadly back at them.

"I meant what I said." Harry replied eagerly before he meekly added while his cheeks blushed. "This is a bit new for me. Being in a relationship and with two girls who just happen to be twin sisters no less."

Padma walked over and attached herself to his right arm.

"This is a bit new for me as well, Harry. Unlike my sister…" She said, shooting a smirk at Parvati before returning her gaze to her new boyfriend. "I've never had a boyfriend before. Still, I'm sure we can figure things out along the way."

"I'll make sure of that." Parvati chimed in before grabbing onto Harry's left arm and sticking her tongue out at her sister. "Besides, since when has anything in the wizarding world been normal?"

The group laughed at the joke for a moment before the Twins pecked Harry on his cheeks. With that, they exited the room and made their way towards the Great Hall for breakfast.

"I didn't know there was a bedroom down this hall." Harry mused as they passed the ugly tapestry.

"We should try and find it again sometime." Padma said before they began descending the spiral staircase.

As they entered the Great Hall, they noticed most of the student body from all three schools were absent. Those that were present appeared to be nursing headaches of their own while slowly eating their food. The trio made their way over to where Hermione was sitting. It surprised them that she was in a bright mood, not appearing to be suffering from a headache, and did not have her nose buried in a book.

"Hello, you three." She said cheerily as they sat down across from her.

"My my, Hermione. You seem to be in an awfully good mood. Did my prediction come true?" The Gryffindor Twin asked cheekily.

"I don't believe I know what you are referring to, Parvati. And even if I did, all I would tell you is we didn't go to that extreme." The bookworm countered.

Just then, the post arrived. Owls soared over the students, dropping various letters, packages, and newspapers to their proper recipients.

When a copy of the Daily Prophet dropped in front of Hermione, she scooped it up and unfurled it to read the cover story. She remained silent for a few moments while the newly formed threesome began to eat before she lowered the paper from her face.

Her face having gone white, she handed the paper over to Harry to read.

The Boy Who Lived Becomes a Man! How Harry Potter Seduced the Many Witches of Hogwarts!

By Rita Skeeter

Harry's face turned crimson with anger at Skeeter and embarrassment at the possible outcome her latest article could bring.

"Please tell me this is another one of her awful rags that has not truth to them." Padma asked Hermione almost pleadingly.

"While most of it is sensationalized and the conclusions she comes to is outrageous…by the way…the three of you didn't…"

"NO!" Harry, Padma, and Parvati yelled, all three of them blushing furiously.

"I'm sorry! I was sure it wasn't true…just had to know for sure…Anyways, she does have some truth buried in there. Intimate details of the conversations we had throughout the night."

The threesome groaned. It would take forever to explain what really happened and even then, there would still be people that would continue the rumor mongering.

Just then, a large shadow came over Harry, Padma, and Parvati. Hermione's eyes went wide and she sat up straighter.

Harry sighed before saying, "There is somebody behind us, isn't there?"

Hermione nodded.

"How many?" He continued.

She held up four fingers.

Releasing another sigh, Harry began guessing.

"Professor Dumbledore?"

Hermione let down a finger.

"Professor McGonagall?"

She dropped another finger.

Thinking on who else might be involved, the boy guessed, "Professor Flitwick?"

Another finger down.

It was here Harry was having difficulty guessing who else would drop by to see him about the article. Unless…

'Is it him?' He mouthed to his Bookworm friend.

She nodded sadly at him. Before he could open his mouth, though, she gave him a look that said, 'You'd better say his name right!'

Harry rolled his eyes before saying, "Professor Snape."

"Very good, Potter. Perhaps you aren't as much a dunderhead as you make yourself out to be." The Potions Master sneered at him.

Harry and the Twins turned in unison to look at the assembled professors. Like always, Snape was glaring hatefully at Harry. Dumbledore seemed quite amused at the whole situation. Finally, McGonagall and Flitwick looked questioningly at their students.

"Now, Potter, would you like to guess how many point will be taken from you for this latest publicity stunt?" Snape asked.

Thinking that there was no way this situation could get any worse now that the bat was here, Harry answered, "All of them, sir?"

The threesome laughed at the joke while the other assembled professors showed signs of amusement. Snape, however, was not pleased.

"I was going to be merciful to you and your growing harem, Potter. But thanks to your bit of cheek, I think I will be taking…"

He was stopped mid rant by the clearing of throats from both the Gryffindor and Ravenclaw Heads of Houses.

"Seeing as how these students are in OUR HOUSES, Severus…" McGonagall growled.

"Shouldn't it be US dealing the punishment?" Flitwick finished.

"As a matter of fact, why are you here, Severus?" Dumbledore added.

"I…I was…" The man mumbled, unable or unwilling to answer the questions being asked.

"If it was to congratulate Harry and his budding relationship with the Patil Twins, I find that quite admirable." The Headmaster continued.

Harry, Parvati, and Padma couldn't help but break down into laughter at Dumbledore's insinuation.

"Fifty points from each of you for laughing at a teacher." Snape snapped.

"And each of you take fifty points for spreading the gift of laughter." Dumbledore chuckled before turning and looking at the Potion Master. "Will that be all, Severus?"

Snape's eye twitched before turning and walking towards the head table, his cloak billowing behind him.

"Well then, let us discuss this article." Dumbledore said as he turned back to Harry and the Twins.

"We have no idea how she found out about our conversations." Harry said.

"She was nowhere near us or even in the Great Hall from what we saw." Padma added.

"We are sorry about this." Parvati finished.

The teachers stood silently, gauging the responses from their students. It was McGonagall that broke the silence.

"They seem to be telling the truth." The Transfiguration Professor said.

Flitwick nodded his head in agreement before saying. "No harm was done. I'm sure that when the rest of the school returns, we can make an announcement for them to disregard the sensational parts of the article."

"Absolutely." Dumbledore answered. "I will also put up extra precautions so as to prevent Miss Skeeter from entering the school and the grounds ever again."

With that, the Headmaster turned and walked back towards the head table, leaving McGonagall and Flitwick behind.

Surprising to the threesome was when Flitwick started chuckling.

"Would you say that young Mr. Potter has outshone his father, Minerva?" The Charms Professor asked.

McGonagall sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose before replying. "It seems that he has."

Padma and Parvati gave a confused look at Harry while he simply gave them an equally confused shrug in return.

"So…are the three of you together now?" The Head of Gryffindor House asked.

The threesome nodded in unison.

McGonagall snorted in amusement, the edges of her lips curling into a small smile before returning to her normally strict demeanor.

"For inter-house cooperation, each of you take twenty points." She said with a nod from Flitwick.

With that, the two professors made their way to the head table, leaving a relieved yet slightly shaken group of teenagers behind.

"That could have been worse." Padma said as they turned back to the table and continued eating.

"Well, when you have Harry Potter as your boyfriend, trouble is sure to follow." Parvati added, causing the boy sitting in between them to groan.

"So, what happened after we left?" Harry asked, ignoring the giggles from the Patil Twins.

"When did you leave? I can't really remember all that much later in the night." Hermione replied.

"Probably because she was still sucking face with Viktor." The Gryffindor Twin remarked, much to the amusement of her sister and boyfriend.

The Bookworm rolled her eyes at the comment before continuing. "Well, the only thing I clearly remember…"

"Besides how Viktor's tonsils taste." Parvati interrupted again.

"…was Ronald throwing up on Professor McGonagall before he passed out." Hermione finished, ignoring the girl's comments.

"Wow. That is amazing you were able to separate from him for that long to notice that happening." The Gryffindor Twin continued before bursting into laughter.

"We didn't kiss all night." The bushy haired girl huffed.

"Oh, I'm sure you didn't. You had to have a few breaks to catch your breath here and there." Parvati giggled. "Should Harry and I demonstrate what the two of you looked like last night?"

To her mild surprise, Hermione smirked at her.

"Might have to wait on that. Harry and Padma are already demonstrating."

Turning, Parvati was stunned to see her boyfriend and her sister were actually making out.

"Hey!" The Gryffindor Twin exclaimed, breaking the two up. When they separated, their lips were connected by a thin string of saliva and their smiles were a mile wide.

"Since when did you learn how to French Kiss?" Parvati asked.

"I read." Padma giggled in reply.

"Well…I guess that was a good first attempt. Still, Hermione and Krum were more like this."

With that, Parvati turned Harry's head and began to make out with him vigorously. If people hadn't noticed his initial display of affection before, some people were certainly starting to notice now if the wolf whistles and small bouts of clapping were any indication.

When they finally separated, The Gryffindor Twin was now sporting the same grin as her Ravenclaw Twin.

"And that is what you two looked like." Parvati said, turning back to Hermione.

"No." Came someone behind Hermione that none of the teenagers had noticed before.

"This is vot ve looked like." Krum said before turning Hermione around in her seat and planting a passionate kiss on her lips.

"WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON?!" Exclaimed Ronald Weasley who was standing a few yards away from the group.

Harry, Padma, and Parvati couldn't help but burst into laughter at the boy's outrage as Professor McGonagall came down from the staff table, ready to punish the boy. As Ron was receiving his scolding, Harry turned to look at the Twins. First planting a kiss on Padma's cheek, then Parvati's, he thought to himself that, in a way, he should be thanking Ron. If he hadn't shown his true colors and had done what he had, Harry wouldn't be enjoying the company of his new girlfriends.

The End