Disclaimer: Don't own and never will.
AN: Written for the You Shall Go To The Ball Challenge by SinghSong.
Su Li fiddled nervously with her dress robes. When she had first heard about the Yule Ball, she had giggled with her friends and speculated with her friends about who she would go with, but never in a million years would she have expected this.
As she stood in the entrance hall waiting for her date to arrive, she allowed herself to focus on her dress. It was a traditional Cheongsam of Ravenclaw blue and Gryffindor red (she remembered her Slytherin father joking that it was almost painful to see her wearing enemy colours.) She hoped that it was pretty enough. Or at least, she wouldn't show herself up.
She watched as yet more couples made their way past her. Time seemed to crawl by and she wondered if she had made a mistake arriving early. Maybe she should have arrived dead on time, or even slightly late. What if he took one look at her and changed his mind? What if he decided that instead of going with the quiet, unassuming young Ravenclaw, he decided to turn up with some blond, tarted up Gryffindor with legs up to her shoulders and an actual figure instead of her painfully underdeveloped one? She would practically die of humiliation, of that she was sure.
"Vould you take my hand?"
Su Li looked up to see Victor Krum looking at her with a smile and his hand extended. With a small smile of her own, she took his hand and together they stepped into the Great Hall.