A/N: I completely apologize for not posting this yesterday. For some reason the site was being weird and would not let me upload the chapter. I was so frustrated I just gave up. So anyways thank you im-the-doctor and muentiger for reviewing! So this chapter is pretty exciting. It's the chapter we've ALL been waiting for. Drum roll please...IT'S THE YULE BALL! EEEEEP! So get reading people! And review!

Tonight was the night of the ball. No matter how many times I told myself that the Yule Ball wasn't a big deal, I was still so nervous about going. I could feel butterflies filling my stomach quickly and stars kept flashing by my eyes. I kept telling myself to suck it up and shake off the nerves but they kept crawling back into my system. It was just a silly ball. Why should I be nervous?

"Because you like George," Rosaline said, answering my question.

I turned around, shocked and curious.

"What do you now read minds?" I asked.

"You were talking to yourself," Rosaline smirked.

I rolled my eyes and blushed.

"Maybe a little," I muttered.

Rosaline awed, making me blush even more.

"George and Aaralyn sitting in a tree," Rosaline hummed, "K-I-S-S-"

"Shut up," I snapped.

"Oh calm down," she teased.

She took her dress that was lying on her bed and went to the other room to change. She came back out in a couple of minutes, and definitely blew me away.

"Do I look good?" she asked.

"Dean's a lucky guy," I nodded, "So if he hurts you, I'll kick his ass."

She laughed and nodded in agreement. As she finished getting ready, I decided it was time to put on my dress. Once it was zipped up all the way, I nervously breathed in and out. It was almost like a marking point for my path to going to the ball. I was almost there. I came out again and Rosaline was fully ready. Her blue hair was pulled into a bun with a few strands of hair falling out. Each strand was curled perfectly. She only had a small amount of make up; a little gloss on her lips, a dab of eyeshadow, a touch of mascara and eyeliner.

"You look great," I smiled.

"Well you look really pretty," Rosaline squealed, "George's eyes are going to fall out of his sockets!"
I blushed and smiled in thanks. Then I finished getting ready. I curled my hair and pinned one side back. I only put on eyeliner, mascara and a little lip gloss and I was ready to go. I was still nervous as ever. I could feel my knees shake a little as I stood up. I breathed deeply and smiled nervously.

"Let's go!" Rosaline squealed.

She took my arm and we left for the Great Hall. As we got there I saw Hermione hiding behind the wall. She looked even more nervous than I was. But she did look good.

"Hermione?" Rosaline asked in surprise.

She turned to us, startled. She then sighed in relief.

"Oh," she laughed nervously, "Hi Rosaline."

She then turned to me and her eyes widened.

"Aaralyn?" she asked.

"The one and only," I shrugged.

"You look beautiful," she said.

"Thanks," I said, "You look incredible, too."

"We all might as well go together," Rosaline shrugged.

I nodded in agreement, as did Hermione. One by one we all went down the stairs. I could see Harry with his date, Pavarti. And then I saw Cedric, with that whore. But I just brushed them off and continued down the stairs. Pavarti and Harry were staring at us in awe. Suddenly Viktor Krum came our way. He bowed towards Hermione and then extended his hand. She took it and anxiously waved at us. Her date was Viktor Krum? I'm impressed.

"I am shocked," Harry said.

"What?" I asked.

"I thought you weren't the one for dances," Harry said.

"I changed my mind," I shrugged.

"Excuse me but I see my date," Rosaline said, leaving us.

She walked over to Dean and he bowed to her. He was such a gentleman. As she took his hand he smirked and kissed it. Rosaline swooned and giggled. This guy was being too good to her. I couldn't help but look over at Cedric; the look on his face was filled with not only shock, but jealousy. I smirked at his misfortune. Maybe if the idiot hadn't broken Rosaline's heart then it would be him taking her to the ball. I almost felt sorry for Cedric...almost.

"So did you come here with a date?" Harry asked.

"Surprisingly, yes," I answered.

"Really?" Harry asked, "And who might it be?"

I heard someone cough to interrupt us. Whoever it was, was behind Harry. I looked up and saw it was George. He looked at me in total shock and awe. Harry was shocked, too, but for different reasons. He kept looking from me to George and then again and again.

"Well it was nice talking to you Harry," I smiled.

I walked passed him and towards George.

"Hi," I said.

"Uh..uh," George stuttered, trying to remember what he was going to say. "You look...wow."

"I don't think that's considered a describing word," I said, "But I'll take it anyway. Thank you. And you look pretty good as well."

"Oh, yeah," George said.

He seemed to finally snap out of it and smile at me. He brought his arm for me.

"Shall we?" he smirked.

I smirked as well and took his arm.

"We shall," I smiled.

We walked into the Great Hall and I was amazed. It looked even better than the drawing. The room was lit up and it was covered in white and crystal blue. It was better than a winter wonderland; it was a dreamland. The snow flew gracefully from the ceiling and melted as it hit the tile. The teachers had us make an aisle for the champions to come through, since they were the first to dance. George took me over to were Fred was with his date. Fred and Angelina, his date, looked surprised.

"Hey Fred," George said, "You guys know Aaralyn."

"Uh yeah," Fred said slowly, "Are you sure that's Aaralyn?"
"Of course it's me dumb-ass," I said, "You see me don't you?"

"Yeah it's definitely her," he nodded.

I rolled my eyes and laughed a little.

"Aarlayn you look amazing," Angelina said.

Why does everyone keep saying that?

"Thanks," I said, "You look really good, too."

"Well I do try my best," Angelina blushed.

"Hey look they're starting," Fred said.

We all turned to the dance floor and saw all four champions in position. The music started and the champions started to dance. At first it didn't look like Harry knew what he was doing. He had the slightest look of confusion hidden in his face. Hermione looked like she was having a great time. In every twirl, she giggled and gazed into Viktor's eyes. Cedric looked, well, he didn't look like anything. He looked stone cold serious. I guess the surprise of Rosaline at the ball was a real kick in the face for him.

Then Dumbledore and McGonnagall came onto the dance floor and started to dance in unison with the group. Couple by couple, the dance floor started to fill up. It started to look identical to the drawing in my sketchbook. Then I felt George tugged on my arm a little. Before I knew it I was on the dance floor myself.

"I should warn you," I said, "I'm not that good of a dancer."

"Don't worry about it," George said.

He took my hand into his and held onto my waist with other arm. Then we started to move with the crowd. I was actually dancing. I was nervous with every move made. What if I tripped over my feet or accidentally bumped into someone? I could feel myself panic, but then I looked at George and the fear was gone. Suddenly everyone in the room disappeared; it was just me and him. My body relaxed and flowed loosely with the dance. George picked me up and spun me in the air. I smiled a little as I made spin back onto the ground. He continued to twirl me around and move me across the room. For my first dance, I didn't do that bad. But George was a better dancer than me so most of it was his doing. At the end of the song he gracefully dipped me back and the rest of the crowd clapped.

"You didn't tell me you could dance," I said as he brought me back up.

"You didn't ask," he smartly replied.

Rosaline's POV

I didn't know where to start with Dean. He was charming, kind, sweet, funny, clever, and quite the gentleman. He didn't think of me as a freak or a weirdo; he saw me as any other person. I enjoyed being with him. It seemed like he would do anything to make me smile or laugh.

I went over to the punch table to meet up with Aaralyn. She stood there with the biggest grin on her face.

"I saw you two on the dance floor," I smirked, "I didn't know George could dance like that."

"Neither did I," she shrugged. "But enough of me. What about you and Dean?"

I blushed and giggled.

"He's nice," I said simply.

"Nice?" Aaralyn repeated, "This guy is a complete gentleman to you and all you say is that he's nice?"

"I'm kidding," I playfully rolled my eyes, "He's really sweet, nice, funny and everything he does makes me smile."

"That's more like it," Aaralyn smirked.

I sighed deeply but then became serious.

"What is it?" Aaralyln asked.

"When Division is gone," I said, "We'll have to leave all of this."

Aaralyn's face sunk.

"Yeah," she said, "It's really going to suck. I like it here."

"Me, too," I said.

"How would we even leave?" Aaralyn asked, "Do we just disappear in the middle of the night without saying goodbye? That's harsh."

"Yeah and people would be worried," I said.

"Half of the year has almost passed," Aaralyn said, "I wouldn't want to leave behind all this."

"Neither of us do," I said.

"But we'll have to anyway," Aaralyn sighed.

"What are you two talking about?" I heard someone asked.

We both turned around to see Ron looking at us oddly.

"N-nothing," I stuttered, "Right Aaralyn?"
"Yeah," Aaralyn lied with me, "Nothing at all."

Ron just looked back from me to Aaralyn and then shook his head. He walked away, while curiously glancing back at us every now and then.

"That was close," I sighed.

"Extremely," Aaralyn said. She looked behind me and glared. "And more trouble is on the way."

I turned around and saw no one else, but Cedric Diggory. Aaralyn glared daggers at him and was ready to charge but I held her back.

"I'll take care of it this time," I said.

She sighed and walked by Cedric while giving him her signature death glare.

"I believe I owe you an apology," Cedric said.

"Damn right you do," I spat.

"I didn't exactly treat you right," Cedric continued.

"Oh no shit," I said sarcastically, "You screwed with my mind. You made me think that you liked me and then you decide to take the Ravenclaw whore to the ball. Wow, that's smooth."

"Cho's not a whore," Cedric defended.

"Well I disagree," I said, "And so does everyone else in the school."

"I just came to say I'm sorry," he said, "And now you insult my girlfriend."
"Oh so now she's your girlfriend?" I asked, "I'm surprised. I didn't think you'd be into commitment. I figured you just use every other girl in Hogwarts like you did with me. Make them feel special, tell them they're different, make them fall head over heals for you. God you're pathetic."

"I don't need to hear this," Cedric said.

"I think you do," I said, "You are an asshole. You think that you're the greatest guy out there but you're not. I've realized that there are hundreds of guys in this school that are better than you."

Cedric looked down at his feet shamefully.

"You're right," he sighed.

"What?" I asked shocked.

"I am an asshole," Cedric agreed, "I shouldn't have done that to you."

"Uh..yeah," I said surprised.

I expected him to be the cocky asshole he is and deny everything. But he actually agreed. It blew me away completely.

"I'm sorry," he said, "I'm truly sorry."

Then he walked away, leaving me even more shocked. Aaralyn came up to me worried.

"Are you okay?" she asked, "What did he say? Did he hurt you? I swear to God I'll-"

"I'm fine," I said, "I told him off."

"Good for you," Aaralyn said.

"And he apologized," I said.

"He just apologized?" Aaralyn asked.

"He was a little mad because I insulted Cho," I said, "And at first he was being an asshole, but then he just stopped and apologized for everything."

"Well," Aaralyn paused, "That's...good. I think."

"I don't know either," I shrugged.

Aaralyn's POV

George escorted me back to the Ravenclaw common room. I stood in front of the common room door and waited for a moment before I finally said goodbye.

"I had a nice time George," I said, "It was fun."

"Yeah it was," George smiled, "You will need to work on your dancing though."

I rolled my eyes and playfully pushed his shoulder.

"Maybe I just need some lessons," I said.

"I could teach you," he suggested.

"Alright," I smiled.

"It's a date then," he smirked.

I smiled and then turned to leave. But George grabbed my wrist to hold me back. He gently pulled me closer and then kissed my cheek.

"Bye," he said.

And then he left. I walked into the common room completely dazed. Rosaline was sitting on the couch, staring at the fire. I sighed deeply and plopped down next to her.

"That was surprisingly fun," I said.

Rosaline looked at me shocked. But then she shrugged and smirked at me.

"I knew you'd like it," she said.

"Well I did go with a great guy," I said, "Who I have another date with."

"Well I'm glad you had fun," she said.

"Whatever," I scoffed, "Come on, let's wash this crap off."

"And then the fun ends," she sighed as we walked back upstairs.