Hermione was about the walk into the great hall. It was Christmas Eve, the night of the Yule Ball. As she waited to walk in, she couldn't look at Viktor, she was so nervous she didn't know what else to do other than look at the stone floor. The doors opened and they started walking in. Walking in Hermione looked into the crowd and someone, in green robes, caught her eye. He was quite a distance away, but he seemed handsome. Hermione was so focused on the mysterious boy that she didn't realise they had stopped and was getting ready to dance. Still thinking of the boy she danced with Viktor. The dance needed to hurry up and finish soon she kept thinking. Images of the boy wouldn't leave her head. Minutes later the dance finished and as she started pushing through the crowd she started to feel quite claustrophobic. She ignored this as she carried on making her way through the sea of people looking for the boy. Then in the corner of her eye she caught him, his green robes flowing around him as he swiftly left the great hall. His pale skin and white hair. She followed him, out into the courtyard and towards the lake. He stopped when he reached the lake and Hermione came up behind him. She reached out and put her hand on his arm. He turned round and...
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