One should not be miserable on the night of the Yule Ball, but yet here I was sitting on the side of the great hall, miserable. The reason was that one of my best friends was dancing with that insufferable git that I had the audacity to fall in love with during first year. It didn't help that the insufferable git was also my best friend. It wouldn't have been that big of a deal if he hadn't toyed with my emotions just two weeks earlier.
I guess it was my fault too. I had agreed to go to the dance with Daniel two weeks and a day ago because I figured he was the only one who would ever even consider going to the dance with me.
So we were both too blame here but I was not about to give in first.