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I have 3 hours to get ready for the ball, and I inherited y mother's never- cooperates hair. I may have to call in reinforcements. At least my dress is ready to go, and I already have my jewelry. I'm glad that the Head Boy and Girl decided to have it a Muggle formal ball. I always look better in Muggle formal clothes.
"ALISSA" I yell. "I NEED HELP!" I cry out as yet again, my hair refuses to curl.
"Yes your stressed out Highness." She sticks her head through the door.
"It won't curl correctly. I HATE MY HAIR!" I scream as I bang my head on the vanity.
"Stop with the self torture. Now I take it that you want all of your hair up and then curled down. Your basic princess hair style." Alissa says as she grabs my enchanted curling iron, which works without any Muggle power.
"You know me far too well." I tell her as she works on my hair. She finishes curling all of the strands.
"Will you put this in my hair?" I hand her a leaded gray tiara with red stones.
"Where did you get this?" Alissa asks. "Is it really…"
I interrupt her. "Nope, not the Malfoy jewels, I found it at this awesome store in America when Mum and I went there for summer holidays. It was like 10 dollars."
"You always find the cool Muggle stuff. Then again your mom was Muggle raised." She finishes arranging my hair. "Finished."
"Thanks a bunch, I may need your help to get into my dress, I seem to have problems with the hidden zipper." I pulled out my dress from the closet.
"Your mum let you buy that dress?" Alissa sounds shocked as she zips me into the dress.
"She said it was appropriate for a masked ball." I twirl in the mirror. The dress is blood red with a black lace overlay, and has flowers in the lace, the bodice is an empire waist, and has small caped sleeves. Your basic Titanic when she tried to jump off of the back of the ship dress. " I am a princess." I pull out my make up, perfecting the look I want and slip a matching mask over my face.
"Does it pass inspection?" I ask Alissa as I zip her into her silver dress.
"Yeah, Potter will love the sight." She says.
"Well. I better change then." I joke with her. "He can look, but there is no way in hell he will ever touch me. Now, who is your mystery date that you haven't uttered a word about?"
"I didn't want to say anything. Oliver Wood Jr. from Slytherin. He asked me on the 18th after our Transfiguration classes." She starts to blush.
"You had a crush on him and didn't tell me!" I mock outrage.
"So? You won't tell me why you and Potter disappeared after practice today, and I thought I left the locker room just after you did." She has a point.
"Let's just call it even. Alright?" I ask her as I strap on my 3 inch heels that match my dress.
" Fine, now will you tell me why you are wearing heels? You are too tall to begin with." She asks as we walk out of the room.
"I am trying to be intimidating." I joke with her as we start down the stairs to the common room. "Now where are you meeting Oliver at?"
"This may sound cheesy, but we are meeting at the entrance to the hospital wing. That's where we met each other. That was the day after I had the minor collision with Leah and broke my nose. He had gotten potion on his arm and it was changing colors from pink to orange to green. We ended up having a conversation about Quidditch. And the wing is directly above the stairwell to the great hall." She starts blushing again.
"Well, young lady, I just expect to see you home in time for your curfew, and not with a hicky the size of Australia." I joke with her as I leave her at the wing and walk down the stairs.
"Is one the size of Denmark ok?" She called out behind me.
The hall looks even better than usual, there are black spider webs hanging from the ceiling, and there are magical silver spiders on them. On all of the small tables, there are enchanted candles hanging in midair, casting a romantic glow on the tables. There are already tons of people in the hall, most are dancing to the Wand Breakers, one of the coolest bands around, the singer Isabel Moon leads the band. Most of us were really happy to hear that they got a magical band instead of just using memory charms on Muggle bands. After all, magical ones tend to relate to us a bit more. Everyone here looks awesome, I can tell who most of the couples are, since they made their costumes to relate to each other. I see one couple dressed as Anastasia and Dimitri from the movie Anastasia. She even has the dress ripped in all of the right places. Can you tell that I watch Muggle movies way too much? Another couple are dressed as the Phantom of the Opera and one of his girls, I can't remember the name of the girl's character. Some people are easy to spot; Orion came as the professional Quidditch player, Liam Fletcher. The twins Will and Ryan are easy to spot as well, they both came as Zorro, but their dates were more than happy to dress as Spanish princesses. I hope they don't try and switch dates. There is some guy standing in a suit, with a silver Muggle cell phone. He has a black mask on, and his black hair is spiked perfectly. He almost looks like some one from the Muggle movie Men In Black. I have to ask who he is.
I walk up to him. "Fighting Aliens?" I ask him as the Wand Breakers start another fast and loud song.
"Nope. I'm Bond, James Bond. And who are you?" The guy asks as he hands me a glass of butterbeer.
"I'm a Shakespearean Princess, who alas, excepted no date to the ball, deeming all of the prospective dates to be far beneath her." I tell him. "I really wanted to go with someone that I would have a fantastic time with, not just a good time."
"That's too bad. I heard Potter asked you. You must have turned him down." He says as the song picks up.
"I did. I don't like pushy guys who are too cocky. They annoy the hell out of me. They all make it seem like they are players when they act like that."
I can't believe that I am telling this guy this. "What I need is the real James Bond, not a wannabe."
I have 3 hours to get ready for the ball, and I inherited y mother's never- cooperates hair. I may have to call in reinforcements. At least my dress is ready to go, and I already have my jewelry. I'm glad that the Head Boy and Girl decided to have it a Muggle formal ball. I always look better in Muggle formal clothes.
"ALISSA" I yell. "I NEED HELP!" I cry out as yet again, my hair refuses to curl.
"Yes your stressed out Highness." She sticks her head through the door.
"It won't curl correctly. I HATE MY HAIR!" I scream as I bang my head on the vanity.
"Stop with the self torture. Now I take it that you want all of your hair up and then curled down. Your basic princess hair style." Alissa says as she grabs my enchanted curling iron, which works without any Muggle power.
"You know me far too well." I tell her as she works on my hair. She finishes curling all of the strands.
"Will you put this in my hair?" I hand her a leaded gray tiara with red stones.
"Where did you get this?" Alissa asks. "Is it really…"
I interrupt her. "Nope, not the Malfoy jewels, I found it at this awesome store in America when Mum and I went there for summer holidays. It was like 10 dollars."
"You always find the cool Muggle stuff. Then again your mom was Muggle raised." She finishes arranging my hair. "Finished."
"Thanks a bunch, I may need your help to get into my dress, I seem to have problems with the hidden zipper." I pulled out my dress from the closet.
"Your mum let you buy that dress?" Alissa sounds shocked as she zips me into the dress.
"She said it was appropriate for a masked ball." I twirl in the mirror. The dress is blood red with a black lace overlay, and has flowers in the lace, the bodice is an empire waist, and has small caped sleeves. Your basic Titanic when she tried to jump off of the back of the ship dress. " I am a princess." I pull out my make up, perfecting the look I want and slip a matching mask over my face.
"Does it pass inspection?" I ask Alissa as I zip her into her silver dress.
"Yeah, Potter will love the sight." She says.
"Well. I better change then." I joke with her. "He can look, but there is no way in hell he will ever touch me. Now, who is your mystery date that you haven't uttered a word about?"
"I didn't want to say anything. Oliver Wood Jr. from Slytherin. He asked me on the 18th after our Transfiguration classes." She starts to blush.
"You had a crush on him and didn't tell me!" I mock outrage.
"So? You won't tell me why you and Potter disappeared after practice today, and I thought I left the locker room just after you did." She has a point.
"Let's just call it even. Alright?" I ask her as I strap on my 3 inch heels that match my dress.
" Fine, now will you tell me why you are wearing heels? You are too tall to begin with." She asks as we walk out of the room.
"I am trying to be intimidating." I joke with her as we start down the stairs to the common room. "Now where are you meeting Oliver at?"
"This may sound cheesy, but we are meeting at the entrance to the hospital wing. That's where we met each other. That was the day after I had the minor collision with Leah and broke my nose. He had gotten potion on his arm and it was changing colors from pink to orange to green. We ended up having a conversation about Quidditch. And the wing is directly above the stairwell to the great hall." She starts blushing again.
"Well, young lady, I just expect to see you home in time for your curfew, and not with a hicky the size of Australia." I joke with her as I leave her at the wing and walk down the stairs.
"Is one the size of Denmark ok?" She called out behind me.
The hall looks even better than usual, there are black spider webs hanging from the ceiling, and there are magical silver spiders on them. On all of the small tables, there are enchanted candles hanging in midair, casting a romantic glow on the tables. There are already tons of people in the hall, most are dancing to the Wand Breakers, one of the coolest bands around, the singer Isabel Moon leads the band. Most of us were really happy to hear that they got a magical band instead of just using memory charms on Muggle bands. After all, magical ones tend to relate to us a bit more. Everyone here looks awesome, I can tell who most of the couples are, since they made their costumes to relate to each other. I see one couple dressed as Anastasia and Dimitri from the movie Anastasia. She even has the dress ripped in all of the right places. Can you tell that I watch Muggle movies way too much? Another couple are dressed as the Phantom of the Opera and one of his girls, I can't remember the name of the girl's character. Some people are easy to spot; Orion came as the professional Quidditch player, Liam Fletcher. The twins Will and Ryan are easy to spot as well, they both came as Zorro, but their dates were more than happy to dress as Spanish princesses. I hope they don't try and switch dates. There is some guy standing in a suit, with a silver Muggle cell phone. He has a black mask on, and his black hair is spiked perfectly. He almost looks like some one from the Muggle movie Men In Black. I have to ask who he is.
I walk up to him. "Fighting Aliens?" I ask him as the Wand Breakers start another fast and loud song.
"Nope. I'm Bond, James Bond. And who are you?" The guy asks as he hands me a glass of butterbeer.
"I'm a Shakespearean Princess, who alas, excepted no date to the ball, deeming all of the prospective dates to be far beneath her." I tell him. "I really wanted to go with someone that I would have a fantastic time with, not just a good time."
"That's too bad. I heard Potter asked you. You must have turned him down." He says as the song picks up.
"I did. I don't like pushy guys who are too cocky. They annoy the hell out of me. They all make it seem like they are players when they act like that."
I can't believe that I am telling this guy this. "What I need is the real James Bond, not a wannabe."
