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Harry was dressed early for his unwanted date and the music coming from downstairs interested him enough to head downstairs. He could tell the music had definitely belong to Macey, because it sounded like her usual pop/rock songs she always listened to.

The music got louder as he headed down the back stairs that led straight to the kitchen. He lingered at the doorway as he took in the scene before him. Macey was dressed in her pajamas with her hair up in a ponytail, while she tapped her pink fuzzy slippers to the beat of the music. She sang along as she worked at the blender, making her famous frozen Margaritas. A steaming pot was on the stove at the island counter as a wooden spoon magically stirred itself. Harry shook his head in amusement as he watched her head bob as she sang along.

"Gonna get rowdy, gonna get little unruly! Get it fired up in a hurry! Wanna get dirty, it's about time that I came to start the...PARTY! Sweat drippin over my body, dancin, getting just a little naughty, wanna get dirty it's about time for my arrival!"

He chuckled softly to himself. She definitely didn't have the talent of singing, but he couldn't help but like her even more than he already did. She was always full of surprises. Just a matter of time until Ron figures that out as well.

He eyed the steaming pot, curious to see what it was. Macey always made good food. While Macey was occupied with making her drinks and singing something about sweating till her clothes came off, he made his way to the pot and peered into it. [i]Oh goodie...her queso![/i] He grabbed a chip from the bowl that was lying on the counter and started to dip it into the delicious cheese dip, but before he could do so, the spoon stopped stirring long enough to wack him on the back of his hand. "Ahh!" he yelped in pain as he flung his hand away from the stove.

Macey turned around, smiling slyly. "Don't think that I didn't see you.....I made up that spell specifically for you and Ron."

Harry winced as he shook his hand in agony. "Why are you so cruel, Mace? Can't I have just a little taste?"

"No," she said firmly as she took the spoon out and slammed the lid down.

"Why not? I love your queso."

"Let me ask you something....are you female?"

Harry looked at her weird and then looked down at himself, as if he was actually checking to see if he grew breasts or something. "Er....no."

"And do you have a date tonight?"

"Yes."

"That's why," she said as she turned back to the margaritas and poured some into a glass. "You have to be female and dateless to eat that, we're having girls night out....Ginny's coming by later. Supposedly, Draco is still out of town on business."

"Where's Ron?"

"Out with some of his brothers, I can't remember which ones."

"Mace...I found this in your board game drawer," Hermione said as she came flying out of Macey's room dressed in her p.j's as well.

"Good choice," Macey said with a grin as she recognized the box. "Here's your refill."

"Oh, thanks," Hermione giggled as she set the game down and met them at the kitchen.

"Refill?" Harry asked as he eyed Hermione when she took a sip. "It's not even seven yet. How many have you had?"

"Just one...no wait, I think this is my third."

"We've been drinking since six," Macey said with a slight giggle.

Harry couldn't help but smile. He was glad Macey was loosening Hermione up. "Why don't you have a date with rich boy?"

Hermione gave him a warning look at the nickname. "He has a business dinner...he wanted me to go, so I'm playing sick."

"Boring, isn't he?" he asked with a grin.

"No," she said unconvincingly. "But his business meetings are. So how do you play Twister, Mace?"

She grinned at the mention of the Muggle game Hermione had pulled out. "Oh, it's pretty easy." She picked up her drink. "Come on, I'll show you."

Harry and Hermione followed her over to the den and watched her pull out her wand and move the couch and coffee table out of the way to give room. She opened the box and laid out a plastic mat with four rows of red, yellow, blue and green spots along, with a cardboard square with a spinner on it, with more color spots and pictures of hands and feet. "Now, here's what we do," she said as she propped up the spinner board on the couch. "I've bewitched it so it will spin on it's own, take a place on the mat....go on."

Harry looked at his watch to see that he had ten minutes until Ashley came, so he decided to humor her. When they were leaving the deli earlier today, Ashley flagged him down and told her she'd come by his place before dinner. He didn't see the point, but he wasn't about to argue. The sooner he had Hermione out of there and away from her, the better.

"Spin!" Mace said and the three of them watched the arrow spin until it landed on a yellow spot. "All right, left foot on yellow."

They saw her place her left foot on a yellow spot, so they put theirs on two spots next to each other. "What exactly is the point of this game?" he asked.

"We keep doing this until one person is still up...if you fall, you're out."

"What's so difficult about this?" Hermione asked.

"Just wait....spin!" The needle circled around and around again until it stopped. "Right hand on blue."

Harry stood between the two girls, leaning down to a blue spot, but Hermione's hand got there first. "Hey! Move one down..."

"No, she got their first," Macey said. "Find another spot."

"Fine," he said and moved his hand to the one next to hers, overlapping his arm with hers. The next one was right foot on green and then girls giggled when Harry had a difficult time reaching over across the mat. "No laughing!"

"Harry, for Merlins sake, put your a$$ down, it's in my face!" Macey said while her face turned red with laughter.

He looked between his legs up at her. "Sorry," he said and then put it down so he was crouching low. He looked up at Hermione who was so close, her face was practically buried against his shoulder. "Hey bebe...how you doin?" he teased causing her to laugh more."

"Spin...left hand yellow!"

Hermione leaned back on her other hand to a yellow spot and was now up like a crab. "Look out, I'm coming over," Harry said as he put his hand on the other side of Hermione, which made his position loom directly over her.

"I'm coming to the side of you, Harry," Mace said as she sneaked around him so she could get to a free yellow spot.

"Harry grilled. "I have to say...this is the best Muggle game I ever played...what guy wouldn't want to be tangled up with two girls?"

Hermione's stomach was hurting, she was laughing so hard. "Hurry up and spin, I'm dying!"

"Having fun are we?" a shrewd voice said.

The three of them looked up to see a not so pleased Ashley and a very amused Ginny standing over by the door. "Ashley," Harry said suddenly catching him by surprise and then lost his balance and fell.

"Ah!" Hermione shrieked when Harry fell on top of her, knocking her flat on her back.

Harry grunted when Macey fell two seconds later on top of his back. "Wahoo! I won!" she cheered not even bothering getting up.

"Mace, mind getting off?" he asked looking over his shoulder and then looked back at Hermione. "Sorry, you okay?"

"Yeah...I have two human bodies on top of me, but I'm fine," she told him looking up at his face that was only inches from her own. He just grinned. He knew he was in trouble, Ashley probably didn't want to see him lying right on top of Hermione, but right now he didn't care too much. He was having a ball and the last thing he wanted to do was leave.

"That was great," Macey giggled as she started to get off of Harry's back.

Harry grunted and winced in pain when she used her elbows against his back to get up. "About time," he said and then finally pushed off Hermione, wiping his pants once he stood, then lent a hand to help Hermione up. He finally made himself turn to Ashley who was fuming with anger. "Er....sorry, just playing a quick game of Twister."

"I want to play," Ginny said with a grin.

"Have at it, I'm gone," he said and then gave her a quick kiss on the cheek in greeting. "Good to see you, Gin...you girls have fun."

"We shall," Macey said and then pulled Ginny over. "Come on, you need a margarita."

"Just what exactly were you doing?" Ashley hissed once they were on the other side of the door outside.

"It's just a Muggle game, Ashley," he said with a roll of his eyes. "It was Macey's and she was showing us how to play."

"Looks rather childish if you ask me," she said in a huff. "Let's get going, we have reservations in ten minutes."

"Fine," he said he followed her. The quicker the got there, the sooner he can get back home.