The premier of Deathly Hallows: Part II was approaching and Rupert felt very, very sorry from himself. It was the end of an era and he was beginning to feel a bit lost. Filming had ended a few months ago and if that wasn't emotional enough he had to endure the premier which would definitely be the end. He stood in front of his mirror and wrapped his red tie around his neck. Emma opened the door to his room and poked her head around the door.

"Hey Rupe," she smiled, "Err… it said black tie on the invitation,"

"I know," he replied smiling, "I didn't have one though, I leant it to my brother for his prom but I haven't got it back," he shrugged, "plus it clashes with my hair,"

Emma giggled, "That's not a good thing Rupe," she grinned

"Come in and chat if you're ready?" he asked, turning back to the mirror

"Noooo," she cried, "I don't want you to see me yet!"

"I forgot I'd mentioned prom," Rupert rolled his eyes, "I'm not giving you a corsage if that's what you're thinking!" he beamed

"I wouldn't have expected one even if it was prom!" she grinned slyly

"Cheeky," he chucked a pillow at her which bounced off the door, "I'll have you know I'm a right gent,"

"Ah that's where you and Ron differ then!" She cried out and closed the door before another pillow could hit her.

Rupert laughed but he jumped as his phone vibrated on his bedside table. A picture of Daniel looking very drunk popped up on his screen that read underneath 'Dan The Man'. He slid his phone up to answer.

"Hi mate," he said, finishing off his tie one handed

"Hey, erm, I'm in the limo now, it's gonna pull up outside your house in about two minutes. You ready?"

"Yeah, I'm just doing my tie…"

"Is it black?"

"No…"

"Good job I bought a spare then," Dan's cheery tones chortled through the speaker

"Mate, I owe you one," Rupert began to undo the knot that he had just finished

"No worries, is Emma ready?" he asked

"Ha-ha, no she's still faffing," he pulled the tie from around his neck

"Make sure she's ready, we've got a cranky driver this year mate," he chuckled

"Will do," and he closed the phone to end the call. He slid his phone into his pocket and a twenty pound note in the other. He left his room and banged on the spare room where Emma was getting ready, "Oi, you ready?"

"Just coming," she cried from inside.

"The limo is going to be here in two minutes, just got a call from Dan,"

"I'm coming," the doorknob rattled and the door opened. There Emma stood in her gorgeous black little dress with her hair done to perfection. Her eyes stood out, lined with eyeliner and her lips were slick and red. Rupert's breath hitched in his throat and he held out a hand for Emma to take as they walked down the stairs.

"You look…," Emma looked at him hopefully, "Grown up," she felt anticlimactic.

"Thanks a lot," she spat and walked ahead of him.

"No, no, no," he followed her, "That's not what I meant," he grabbed her wrist, "You look gorgeous," he smiled his lopsided grin. She moved closer to him and kissed him on the cheek, leaving a red mark.

"Thank you," she mouthed and walked towards the door, "Shall we?" she winked and opened the big wooden door to where the limo was waiting.