Luna put on the dress Mrs Weasley made her. It was a perfect fit, and looked amazing on her. Ginny was going with Harry Potter. So Ginny invited Luna to some girls bathrooms, along with Hermione (who was going with Ron), so they could get ready.
Hermione was wearing a gorgeous green dress. It was a light metallic green. Ginny had a dark red one on. They looked beautiful; Luna wasn't quite sure she looked the same.
'You look, AMAZING!' Hermione really emphasised on the "amazing".
'Thank you,' Luna sighed. 'But I don't think-'
Ginny cut her off.
'Don't but, Luna!' she said, the excitement in her tone very clear. 'You're going to a BALL! With a FIFTH YEAR! You should be over the moon.' Ginny messed around with Luna's hair for a second.
The girls had done it nicely; it was out, and long, with one side pinned back with a white butterfly clip.
They had also put make up on her; it was clear that Ginny had done this kind of thing before, and Hermione was older so she obviously had. The makeup looked natural yet beautiful, in a way you could tell you were wearing makeup.
'Ohmigosh,' Hermione breathed. 'Let's go.'
As they walked to meet their dates, they talked about the music and the boys and everything that would be there. Then they met their dates.
Luna blushed when she saw Fred, who was talking with Ron and Harry, in the entrance hall. When he saw Luna his eyes kind of scanned the dress and he stared not saying anything. Ron and Harry had the same reaction with Hermione and Ginny.
Luna knew she didn't look like she usually did, but she still looked age appropriate. It was a white dress, up to her ankles. And it was white; pure white. On the torso it had little sparkles Mrs Weasley had added with magic. It had spaghetti straps, so it was really quite nice. The good thing was that you could see Luna's necklace that Fred gave her just 5 days before. She had only taken it off for her shower. She was wearing small heels, so she looked formal but didn't fall over. Overall Luna looked...
'Beautiful,' was the first word that came out of Fred's mouth in a whisper.
Luna giggled. 'Thanks. Actually, thank your mum. She made it.'
Fred's eyes widened. 'MY mum made THAT?' Fred stared. 'I didn't know she was capable of making something that... gorgeous!'
Luna blushed.
'Should we go?' Fred said, still unable to take his eyes off her.
'Yes!' Luna said excitedly.
He took Luna's hand and took her into the great hall. There was ballroom music echoing from the room before, and now there was music that young witches and wizards would listen to all the time.
'Want to dance?' Fred asked.
'Sure!' Luna answered happily.
It turns out that Fred danced crazier than Luna. They both had a fantastic time dancing like maniacs together and with their friends. And for a change, nobody thought they were strange, but laughed and joined in.
Luna had a fantastic night. Especially at the end.
They had put on a slow song, and Fred had taken Luna out to the dance floor. He put his hands around her waist when she put her hands around his neck. They had been moving gently on the dance floor for about a minute, when Fred asked something.
'Would you like to go for a walk?'
'Of course,' Luna said.
So Fred took her outside, into the courtyard. They sat down, instead of walking. The courtyard had been decorated in pink and red flowers, and ivy. It looked very nice, seeing as Professor Flitwick had put fairy lights around the fountain.
'So, Fred.' Luna said. 'Why did you take me out here?'
'Just to... um... talk to you.' Fred said, looking at his feet.
'Oh, okay.' Luna looked at him. 'What about?'
'About... what happened at my house.' Fred looked at Luna now.
Luna felt herself blush. 'Oh... that... I'm sorry, I really didn't know what happened back there, I swear, it was just really –'
'Don't worry about it, Luna.' Fred grinned. 'We're friends. We know that. Right?'
'Right,' Luna said, a little disappointed. 'Just friends.'
Luna paused.
'If we are just friends, then why did you ask me to the ball?' Luna questioned.
'I thought we could go as friends,' said Fred, somewhat awkwardly.
'Oh,' said Luna simply, looking away.
'Is there something wrong?' Fred asked worriedly.
'No,' lied Luna. 'Nothing wrong at all.' she flashed him a grin.
'Great,' Fred said, standing. 'Want to go back to the ball?' he asked.
'Yeah,' Luna stood up. 'Yeah, let's go.'
When they went inside, slow songs were still going. So they began to dance again. It wasn't long before Neville asked if he could cut in.
Fred said quietly 'Sure,'. Then he placed a kiss on Luna's forehead (making her blush furiously) and walked off.
'Are you two dating?' asked Neville, as they began to dance.
'No,' said Luna. 'We're just friends. Well, sometimes Fred says it's like a brother sister relationship.'
'Oh,' said Neville simply.
'You're a great dancer, Neville.' Luna commented, as she watched as Fred sat down, watching them.
Neville blushed, 'Thank you.'
'So, who did you go with?' Luna asked, trying to make conversation.
'Nobody,' Neville blushed again. 'I thought I would find someone without a date, but I didn't... so I've been cutting in all night.'
Luna laughed. 'Sounds fun. I came with Fred.'
'Yeah, I saw.' Neville replied.
'Just as friends though.'
'Yeah. We're friends, right, Luna?'
'Of course!' Luna stopped dancing. 'Look,' she opened the locket where she had shrunk the photo down on her bracelet. 'I shrunk the picture down. It's us, that day when you brought your camera?'
'Oh, I gave that photo to Fred! He said it was for a Christmas present.' Neville looked at it. 'It's nice. That's a cool charm bracelet, Luna.' Neville started to look at the other charms.
'Thanks,' Luna said happily.
After they danced a bit more, she went and sat down with Fred again.
'Have a nice dance with Neville?' Fred said a little quiet.
'Yes, I did. He's a lovely dancer.' Luna commented. 'He liked my bracelet.'
'I bet he did,' Fred said. Well, actually he kind of growled.
Luna stood up, getting frustrated. She knew what was happening. Fred was jealous because Neville is a fantastic dancer and he danced with Luna and Luna enjoyed it.
So she walked away.
'Luna, where are you going?' Fred followed her.
'To bed,' she stated bluntly.
'Why?'
'Because I'm tired, Fred!' Luna suddenly snapped at him.
'Whoa, okay, just asking.' Fred said, in a defensive tone.
'I would like to go and dance with someone, but I wouldn't want to offend you.' Luna muttered to herself, although she was pretty sure Fred heard.
