(February 13, 2011)

"What I've done
I've faced myself
To cross out what I've become
Erase myself
And let go of what I've done"
What I've Done- Linkin Park

Goyle crunched the photograph and the letter in his fist as he ran down the stairs. It was late and barely anyone dared to be in the halls. Tomorrow is going to the Valentines ball and if anyone got in trouble, then they won't get to attend. But at this rightful moment, Goyle didn't care. He had to find Draco and beat the crap out of him for kissing his girlfriend.

"You, what do you think your doing?" a voice called behind him.

Goyle turned around and faced Harry who was the Head Boy.

"Don't you know that you aren't allowed to roam the halls this late? And to at least put some decent clothes on?" Harry said as he looked at Goyle.

Goyle was wearing only a white t-shirt with green boxers and socks.

Goyle didn't say anything but he did sneer. He turned around and walked back up the stairs while pushing Harry out of his way and returned back to his common room. Harry shook his head and continued to do his Head Boy duties.

~o~

It was the big night, the Valentines Day Ball. Couples were being close to one another, kissing, exchanging gifts, and more kissing. Every corner you turned, you will be sure to find someone kissing. Draco made sure to ignore Goyle the whole day. He knew something was up with him, when he saw the evil glare he had been giving him the whole entire time during breakfast. Goyle barely even ate, which meant that something was really wrong. Draco finished eating before anyone and left the table. He couldn't stand hearing another topic of the ball later that night. He understood that people were so excited but did they really have to talk about it to that much of an extent? By the time lunch rolled around, barely any of the girls attended because they were to busy getting ready for the ball. Draco still debated whether or not he should go. He's not a big fan of dances and he surely didn't dance.

~o~

"Oh my Hermione! That dress looks exquisite on you!" Ginny chirped as Hermione stepped out of the bathroom with her full gown on. She felt the soft fabric and the lace from her dress. It was a cream colored strapless ball gown. The bodice had small white beads that were sewed on to look like flowers swirling around her bodice. The dress fell from her hips with layers of lace. The bottom half of the dress was puffed out and the layers of lace stopped at the side of the dress and there were many little beads forming small flowers.

"You really think so?" Hermione giggled while twirling around.

"Yes, I really do," Ginny said. "What shoes are you going to wear?"

Hermione walked over to her closet and picked out a pair of white stilettos. The back of the heel had a red bow on it and the bottom of the shoe is all red. Hermione put them on and walked over to Ginny.

"Wow! Those are so pretty!"

Hermione smiled and sat down on her bed.

"Okay, now it's your turn to put on your dress. Then we could do our hair and make up together," Hermione said.

Ginny got off of the bed and picked up her dress and walked into the bathroom. A few moments later, Ginny walked out with her dress on. It was a long red silky dress. The dress fit her chest nicely and then it was nicely fitted around her wait and then it flowed straight down. Ginny turned around and it was backless.

"Oh my god! Harry will seriously melt when he see's you in this!" Hermione said while standing up and walking around Ginny.

"Ginny this dress is so sexy!"

Ginny laughed and picked up the dress to show her shoes. She was wearing simple high black stilettos.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you guys did it tonight. Those shoes are called sex shoes for a reason," Hermione laughed while Ginny gently shoved her.

Looking at their reflection in the mirror, they both carefully put their make up on. Hermione got liquid liner and by her upper lash line, she did a classic cat eye look and she put on red lipstick. Ginny on the other hand, did some black smokey eyed makeup that made her green eyes really pop, then she put on some nude lipstick on. Ginny braided her hair into a french braid while Hermione straightened her hair that fell past her elbows. The girls looked at their finished look and smiled. Ginny walked over to the bed to pick up her purse and saw the time.

"Hermione, it's already 7:30. The ball started thirty minutes ago," Ginny said and the girls quickly left the common room.

~o~

Draco looked at himself in the mirror. He looked exactly how a highly sophisticated aristocrat should look like. He wore a simple black and white tuxedo that made him look like a complete gentleman. Draco took one more look at himself and sighed. He had a feeling that this wasn't going to be a good night. He saw a black laced gloved hand appear on his shoulder with a diamond ring on it's middle finger. Then seconds later, Pansy's face appeared. Her hair was tied up into a 1950's up-do and her perfect side bangs covered half of her forehead. This time, her make up wasn't extreme like how she usually put it, but it looked more natural.

"Are you ready?" she asked Draco with her devil red lips.

Draco nodded his head and took her hand and took a look at her. Her dark navy blue gown was a haltered top that had a heart shaped bodice. The dress was tight around the waist while it flowed out up until her knees. Around her waist was a satin fabric that tied into a bow at the back of the dress. The dress looked exactly like how a 1950's ball gown would look like. Like every other in the school, she wore stilettos but her were fully red.

"Wow, you look amazing," Draco said as he did a double take on her. He didn't lie, she really did look amazing.

Pansy smiled and they both walked out of the common room to the Ball.

~o~

Goyle stood by the punch bowl, with a cup in his hand. He was like a sniper at a war zone, waiting for his target to come in and finish him.

"Where's Pansy?" Blaise asked as he poured himself some punch.

Goyle huffed and took a sip of his glass.

"Isn't she your girlfriend?" Blaise asked.

Goyle didn't respond but he did turn around a faced him.

"Is this fun for you?" Goyle asked.

"I told you from the very beginning that you and her won't work out," Blaise said and took a sip.

"Shut up," Goyle muttered and turned his attention back to the dance. People were dancing every where. The Great Hall had turned into a marvelous place. Hearts were hanging off the ceiling with candles next to them. The house tables were gone and the floor turned into a big dance floor. The band was playing music so loudly that even the screams of people trying to communicate with one another was muffled with the sound of music.

"Don't do anything stupid Goyle," Blaise muttered and walked back to the dance floor. For a moment Goyle wondered whether or not Blaise got himself a date, but then that thought drifted away as he saw Draco and Pansy enter.

~o~

"I'm going to go get a drink," Hermione screamed to her friends that weren't even paying attention to her but to their dates. Ginny was dancing with Harry who couldn't keep his hands off of her; Ron was dancing with Lavender a few feet away which the sight made her sick. Hermione managed to make her way through the crowd and walked over to the punch bowl. To her dislike, Goyle was standing there.

"Excuse me," she said while reaching for a glass but he didn't move. Hermione rolled her eyes and got a glass. She faced the crowd and she didn't stop looking until she found who she was searching for. Lavender's head came to view and she saw her smiling face looking at Ron. Then, she saw her lean in and kiss him. Hermione gritted her teeth and clenched her glass in her hand. To her dismay, Goyle did the same thing, and both of their glasses smashed in their hands. Hermione gasped and they both looked at each other. Goyle sneered and dropped the remaining glass pieces on the floor and walked away. Hermione shook her head and cleaned up the mess. Once she was done with the mess, she saw where Goyle stormed off to. She already knew who that blonde head was a mile away. Then, she looked back at her friends and she saw lavender leaving the dance floor.

~o~

"Who do you think you are Malfoy?" Goyle snarled into Draco's face.

"Goyle, stop it," Pansy said as she held onto Draco's arm.

"Draco Malfoy, that's who," Draco said sternly into Goyle's face.

Goyle shoved Draco which resolved him to stumble backwards. Pansy held onto him and caught his balance. She let go of his arm and stood in between them both.

"Goyle stop it," Pansy hissed.

Goyle sneered and pushed Pansy out of the way.

"I'll deal with you later," he said and took a step towards Draco.

Pansy grabbed Goyle's hand and pulled him backwards.

"Draco, was just escorting me Goyle. Nothing else. Here take my hand and we'll go dance together," Pansy said.

"Just escorting? Yeah well, that's not what this photograph looks like," he said while showing them the photograph.

Draco shook his head while Pansy just stared at it with her mouth wide open. Draco turned around and started to walk away.

"Hey, where do you think you're going. I'm not done with you," Goyle screamed and followed him while pushing Pansy backwards. "You stay here," he ordered Pansy.

~o~

Hermione walked back to the dance floor, squeezing herself through the bodies.

"Hey, where have you been?" Ginny asked while catching her breath.

"At the punch bowl table," Hermione said.

Ron ran into the group and took a few seconds to catch his breath. Harry walked over to him and placed his hand on his shoulder to calm him down.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"Have any of you seen Lavender?" Ron heaved out. Everyone shook their heads.

"Why?" Ginny asked.

"She never came back. She said she was going to the bathroom but then when I went to go check up on her, the girls told me she wasn't in there. I've been searching for her the whole time. I can't find her."

Worried looks appeared on Harry's and Ginny's face.

"Let us help you find her," Hermione said and they all went their own ways and looked for her.

~o~

Hermione walked up the moving staircases searching for Lavender. She disliked Lavender a lot. She asked herself, why should she go help the others find her. Hermione groaned as her feet already started to hurt for she had been walking in her heels the whole night.

"Have you found her yet?" a voice called behind her.

Hermione turned around and saw Ron standing there.

"Nope not yet," Hermione said simply.

They both looked at one another, the space around them filling up with awkward silence.

"I really appreciate you helping me find her. It truly means a lot to me, Hermione," Ron said while looking down at the ground.

Hermione walked down the stairs to him and stopped right in front of him.

"You know I still care about you Ron," Hermione said softly and reached out for his hand. As her hand was just about to touch his, he moved it out of her reach. Hermione gasped and turned around.

"But I see you still don't care for me, but Lavender," Hermione snarled and began to walk up the stairs.

"Hermione, you don't understand," Ron said but his voice trailed off because she was running away from him.

While running on the gravel floor, she tripped on her heels and fell hard onto the floor. Hermione groaned in pain as she took off her shoe. She held it up in front of her and saw that her heel was broken.

"Great, just great," Hermione huffed.

Sorely, she picked her self up and was just about to turn the corner but quickly stopped and hid by the wall. She sank herself down and went on her knees. She poked her head out from the corner and saw the scene in front of her.

Draco was walking down the hall, his coat gone which showed his white dress shirt. He was pacing back and forth by the window while mumbling something to himself. He stopped walking and held his head in his hands. Few moments later, he stood up straight and turned around. For the first time, Hermione really got a good look at him and gasped. His hair was a mess, his shirt was half tucked in and half out, his faced looked more paler that ever, but what really surprised her was that his shirt was covered in blood.

Hermione got up on her feet and moved away from the corner, closer to him. Draco being his oblivious self, didn't see her at all. She, then stopped walking as she saw what was in front of him on the floor. A person lay on the floor. The bad part was that she wasn't moving. Hermione saw that awful blue dress earlier that night. Who else would have the guts to choose a dress of that kind. There was no doubt in her mind that the person that was lying on the floor was Lavender Brown.

Draco knelled down next to her and picked up her bloody hand, then he quickly released it. She was for a fact, dead.

"What did you do?" Hermione asked.

Draco quickly got up and stood there, not knowing what to do, as he stared at Hermione.