Harry's PoV
"Professor. Please reconsider. I can't go to the dance with him." Those were my words as Professor Dumbledore recited me and Draco Malfoy's punishment for dueling on school grounds. On the inside, I was ecstatic. I was going to go to the Yule Ball, the biggest dance in Hogwarts' history, with my crush, Draco Malfoy. I glanced over at him and noticed him blushing which made me blush.
Dumbledore said, "Well then I guess it's settled. You both had better be ready at 8:00 p.m. tomorrow and no fighting or you'll be suspended. You're both dismissed."
I left with Draco following close behind. A little too close behind. We didn't talk, we didn't even make eye contact. Just secretive glances at each other and a little bit of bushing. When we got to the dungeons, Draco left with one final glance he didn't think I saw. I got to the common room with Ron and Hermione waiting for me at the door.
"What took so long," asked Hermione
Ron added, "Classes ended a half an hour ago!"
"You both wouldn't believe it! Dumbledore's making me go to the Yule Ball with Malfoy!"
Hermione gasped. "Oh my God, Harry! I'm so happy for you!"
Ron turned and walked out of the room screaming "Finally! My O.T.P. (Yes he actually said the word, "O.T.P") is happening" over and over like a crazy fangirl (Fanboy? Whatever)
"Why are, er, um, why are you happy about this?" I stuttered,
"Oh don't play dumb," Hermione demanded. "We all know you like him."
I stared at the ground, my face burning. How could she know? Wait, did she say, "We all know"? Ugh! I shouldn't even like him. His father aided in the death of my parents and he's rude as hell. But he's so hot I can't help it! His silvery blonde hair, his pearly white teeth. His gorgeous grey eyes. His massive— Hey stop looking at me like that!