Note to readers, I do not own any of the characters except Lydia Jenks. Thank you J K Rowling for Harry Potter.
Chapter 1: Nerves
Now being normal can be less than a second choice for someone when their looking at prospects of a date for a school ball. Though for Lydia this was a pseudo unsurprising development. Waiting for a boy to ask her out was like being on the precipice of being on a diet, takes too long, becomes frustrating & just plain makes you break out in hives from self-consciousness. That last part happens particularly when your fellow housemates and friends get asked out.
There was someone particular that she had thought would be nice to attend the ball with, an impossible daydream. It wasn't that if it happened she will be escorted by a champion of the Triwizard tournament, one that her school Hogwarts was holding. It wasn't that he was known for defeating the dark lord as a baby, which she didn't really believe, too many magical external circumstances, especially with his mother's sacrifice. It's not only that he has mesmerizing emerald eyes, or that he is cute with his boy shy modest charm, or his adorable smile. It was that she has crushed on him since the encounter where he found he spotted her using a pen to complete her homework assignment. They had talked for a while in the library first year, him without his friends, & she pointed out to him how to get his book. It was so pleasant, and she felt an instant attraction. Even assumed he had too because he had blushed.
So she had been hoping he would ask her. Spent too much time daydreaming on that, her friends of course knew Lydia much like several other witches crushed on him. Now she wasn't a person to lie to herself, she considers herself to be a normal teenage witch. Fair, slightly pimply because hey its puberty time, curly dark brown hair, slightly larger blue eyes, stubby eye lashes, button nose, and pink mediocre lips, and height of 5'6. She could blend in with someone of the other witches. And she does notice that boys notice what stands out, in certain categories depending on each kind of boy. Of course she does have humor, but some things are lame. She is smart however, though doesn't showcase it like Hermione Granger, because neither is she a Ravenclaw, nor is she as focused on being academically exceptional. Just average in a way. Her parents don't mind one bit, they raised a lovely daughter.
At first she wasn't even going to attend the ball, instead spending Christmas with her family and other annual parties. However a fellow lion, seventh year witch, Angelina had snapped her out of her decision, with one feminist speech. With renewed confidence, she had decided to go alone, nothing wrong with it at all, she will still be able to enjoy herself, and she knows she wouldn't be the only one without a partner. There was no good reason to miss probably the one ball that her time at Hogwarts will happen.
She will later be so glad she went, because it was indeed worth overcoming her nerves.
-NWR-
Hope it was to your liking. I just felt it was time I wrote my entries with more structure.