AN: I know it's been a while guys but I've had major writers block and not much of a desire to write. But I'm over that at least for now and I hope to update a bit more often mostly cause I really wanna finish this story and move on to my next one. Still working on trying to get a trailer for this fic. Also I could use a beta. Any volunteers. Anyways enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter characters. Just the characters I made up.

Chapter 6: Celebration Frustrations

It was the Gryffindor party of the year and where was Callie? Stuck at a boring tea celebration for Fleur. All Beauxbatons girls were required to go by Madame Maxine. Why? Because it was only logical that the students of Beauxbatons support their champion, and only their champion. Callie didn't get how going to a tea party would support Fleur, but she for once didn't feel like pushing Madame Maxine's buttons. Her nightmares had gotten slightly worse, meaning she was waking up screaming at least twice a night now.

"Cheer up Callie," Colette smiled, "At least Harry rocked the task today and now he's not getting harangued by his housemates anymore."

"That's just like some people though isn't it," Callie sighed, "they treat him coldly when they think he enters the tournament when they couldn't and now that he's doing well suddenly he's their best friend again? It ticks me off."

"Well it's not your place to decide on who Harry should be friends with." Colette pointed out.

"You're right," Callie nodded, "Pass me a chocolate chip scone will ya?"

"There's going to be a Yule Ball," Annette squealed. "Do you know what this means?"

"You get to dress like a total hooch and no one can say anything about it?" Callie asked having overheard them as she walked up.

"Funny Callie. Very Funny," Annette spat.

"Thanks I do try," Callie smirked.

"At least when I show up I won't look like something the cat dragged in, then out, and then back in again," Annette glared at her American classmate.

"Maybe but I'll still look better than you," Callie fired back. "Happy hooch dress hunting." She smiled to herself and headed to class.

"I didn't see you at the Gryffindor celebration," Harry whispered as Callie sat next to him.

"I would have come if I could, but Madame Maxine had us all under common room arrest. We had to go to Fleur's party, and only Fleur's party. I would have snuck away, but that woman's got eyes in every corner of the room. So what did I miss?"

"Oh just dancing, food, cheering, you know the usual," he smiled, "You hear about the ball yet?"

"Who hasn't," Callie nodded, "My aunt sent me money and a letter with it begging me to go get a nice dress for it, and she's making me go with Sharon and her friends to go get it so she knows I won't just buy more of my 'style deviant boy clothes' as she likes to put it. So I'll have to spend next Hogsmeade weekend with people I can't stand. Fun right?"

"I'll go with you," Hermione said, "That is, if your cousin doesn't mind. That way you'll at least one person you like with you. Besides I need a dress too."

"That's a great idea Hermione," Callie smiled, "I'm sure I can convince my cousin to let you tag along."

"Is Cho going to be with you guys?" Harry asked, "Could you ask her if she'd like to go to the ball with me?"

That's right. Harry liked Cho and would to go with her to the ball. Callie tried to not feel hurt by that fact. "Listen Harry," Callie pointed her finger at him. "I'm only going to say this once to listen well or write it down. I will not initiate your dates for you. You're a big boy and you can do it yourself. Comprende?"

"Yeah," Harry sighed, "It's just I'm not good at talking to girls."

"If you haven't noticed I'm a girl and so is Hermione," Callie said.

"Yeah know but you guys are easy to talk to. I have trouble talking to the really pretty ones." Harry replied and began to shrink away when he saw Callie slowly begin to fold her arms and give him a look.

"Quit while you're behind Harry. Quit while you're behind," Hermione warned.

"You'd be wise to listen to her Harry," Callie added.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean it that way. I just meant that you guys are my friends and that's why I can talk to you. But I like Cho, and I'm not smooth like some other guys so I get nervous," Harry explained.

"Fine I forgive you," Callie unfolded her arms and smiled to let him know she wasn't actually angry with him. "Just watch your wording next time."

"Of course," Harry sighed with relief.

As they headed to their next class they passed by Cho and her friends. Harry wanted to ask Cho then, but with all her friends around he felt too nervous. Besides it's a bit hard to ask someone out when they have at least four girls around them giggling constantly. "Why do girls always travel in groups?" Harry groaned after they were out of range of Cho and her friends.

"How should I know," Callie replied, "I grew up around five guys my whole life. Well six if you count my dad. Look Harry next time you see her, if she's with her friends just ask her to call off the Rat Pack. In a polite way of course."

"You make it sound so easy," Harry groaned.

"Harry it is easy," Callie sighed, "You go up to her and say 'Cho will you go to the ball with me' and she gives you an answer. Baddabing baddaboom. It's not rocket science here."

"From your point of view," Harry mumbled, "Come on Snape will give us all detentions if we're late."

"Ron I told you I already have a date," Hermione tried to explain.

"Come on Hermione there's no need to be all prideful. I'm being nice and offering to go with you" Ron said.

"I'm not being prideful," Hermione snapped, "I really do have a date. I just don't feel like sharing his identity with you when you're acting like a big jerk." She got up and stomped out of the room.

"Nice going," Callie smirked from her spot over on the Gryffindor couch.

Ron would have retorted, but a forlorn looking Harry stumbled into the room, and collapsed on the couch. He had told them he'd meet them in the Gryffindor common room later because he saw Cho and wanted to go ask her to the ball. "What's up with you mate?" Ron asked.

"Let me guess," Callie sighed, "She said no didn't she?"

"She already has a date," He groaned.

"You should have asked sooner," Callie replied.

"Yeah no kidding," Harry spat sarcastically.

"Hey calm down," Callie said, "Look if you really need a date I…"

"Just a sec Cal," Harry interrupted as Parvati Patil walked by. "I'll be right back." He ran after Parvati and stopped her before she headed into the girl's dorm. "Hey Parvati would you go to the ball with me?"

"I'd love to Harry," Parvati smiled.

"Great. Um are any of your friends not going with anyone? Ron needs a date too." Harry scratched the back of his neck.

"My sister Padma doesn't have a date. I'm sure she'd love to go with Ron." Parvati replied.

"Great so I'll meet you outside the girls dorm then," Harry smiled.

"See you then," Parvati smiled back and headed into the girl's dorm.

Harry sighed with relief and headed back to the couch. "Good news Ron I got us dates for the ball with Parvati and Padma Patil."

"Great," Ron sighed, "Now we won't look like total gits at the ball."

"Yeah," Harry agreed, "Now what were you saying Cal?"

But Callie just stood up glared, at Harry, and stormed out of the common room.

"Was it something I said?" Harry asked.

Callie stomped through the halls grumbling to herself. How gosh darn oblivious can you be. Weren't the words "Look if you really need a date" a pretty good indicator of what she was going to ask him?" She was so swept up in her frustration she bumped into someone. "Oh so I was distracted," Callie apologized looking up into the eyes of the handsome young Durmstrang student she always saw hanging around Krum.

"It's quite alright," he smiled taking her hand and kissing it. "My name is Paul."

"I'm Callie," She replied. "It's a pleasure to meet you Paul."

"Likewise," Paul nodded, "I have heard quite a bit about you. Would you like to accompany me to the Yule Ball?"

"I'd love to go Paul," Callie said.

"Great," Paul smiled, "I'll pick you up around 8 o'clock." He kissed her hand again and walked away.

Callie smirked secretly hoping Harry would regret not thinking to ask her to the ball when he saw her with Paul.

A/N: Yay! I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Now all you have to do is review and tell me. Please. Or reply if you are interested in being my beta or making me a trailer. Til next time which will hopefully be soon.