Thank goodness, I finally found the book. Updates will come frequently now, if I haven't lost all my readers. So here's a little mini chapter, which is being typed very quickly because I only have ten minutes.

Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or any song lyrics

*Right after Harry and Ginny went outside*

"Did you have to Confund him, Mudblood?" a mocking voice called. Hermione spun, immediately missing Krum. Malfoy was approaching, flanked by the ever-present Crabbe and Goyle.

"Actually, Viktor asked me," she retorted, surreptitiously scanning the room for her date. Then she caught sight of him crossing the floor towards her.

"Who are you?" Viktor asked, his thick brows drawing together.

"Draco Malfoy," he sneered up at the Quidditch star. "I'm sorry you had to go with the Mudblood."

"Don't call her that," Viktor glowered down at the blond twit. "Herm-own-ninny is a witch."

"Ha!" Malfoy mocked. "You're calling her a ninny by saying her name!" Hermione was blinking back tears, looking for Ron or Hermione.

Furious, Viktor whipped out his wand and shot a jinx at Malfoy, who reacted instinctively. Soon, the two of them were obscured by a cloud of green smoke, the occasional flash of light escaping and hitting a student. Several students were gathering to watch, and the Weird Sisters were still playing.

"He's gonna start a fight. Na na na, we're all gonna get in a fight!" Hermione found the lyrics oddly fitting. A couple students were joining in the fight because their dates had been hit.

"Mione, what's going on?" Ron's familiar voice spoke up from beside Hermione, and she jumped.

"Where'd you come from?" She demanded, suddenly (irrationally) furious with him.

"Lavendar ditched me," he said, shrugging. "Is Vicky in there?"

"His name is Viktor," Hermione corrected him, narrowing her eyes. "And he actually started it."

"Are you serious?" Ron exclaimed. "He must've been bloody well pissed off. Who was he fighting?"

"Ferret boy," Hermione said. She leaned forward, looking for some sign of Viktor in the mix. "Why in Merlin's name haven't the teachers stopped this yet?"

"I don't see any teachers," Ron observed. It was perhaps the smartest thing he'd said tonight, in Hermione's opinion. "So, if both our dates are busy, do you wanna go hang out? I've been, uh, regretting not asking you first."

"Then why didn't you?" Hermione demanded.

"I, I was busy helping Harry," Ron defended him. "I mean, that egg isn't going to solve itself."

"Yes, a huge help you've been to him," Hermione snapped. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Harry standing next to Ginny by the doors to the gardens. "Next time there's a ball, ask me first!" She exclaimed, rushing towards the doors as she blinked back tears.

The last line of the song echoed out after her- "I don't want you tonight!"

A/N: Sorry it's so short, I have to go and want to get this uploaded tonight. I'm looking for a beta reader, P.M. me if you're interested.