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Hermione has the worst night of her life at the Yule Ball until someone gets close and personal with her.
Disclaimer: None of the characters are mine. They belong to JKR.
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The Yule Ball.
It's too intimidating. How am I going to do this? I'm just brains, smarts. I'm not meant to dance in front of the entire student body of Hogwarts, not even including Durmstrang and Beauxbatons! Oh, no.
Darn you, Viktor! Why did you have to like me? I put more "Sleakeasy's Hair Potion" in my hair to calm it down. Not the most fun thing in the world. Good thing I don't care much about appearances.
Maybe I can just say I'm sick. Or say I have homework to do… oh no, that won't work. It's winter vacation and I'm always done with it early. Ugh.
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A/N: I don't usually write short chapters, but I am dividing them by character for this story. I hope you enjoy and comb back for more- The Witch Is In