Tainted Light

Tenshi 'Gome

The Yule Ball


"Ahem, transfiguration has been cancelled for dance lessons," Professor McGonagall said sharply. The boys groaned while some girls clapped, ready to show off.

"As you may already know the Yule Ball is on in two weeks, and you wouldn't want to…embarrass yourself," McGonagall curled her lips, "Now, who will volunteer to be my dance partner (a shuffle back at this sentence from everyone). No one? Very well, Ron Weasley if you please." Ron gulped; slowly he made his way forward his face scarlet.

"Now, step, step turn. Back, step, turn," McGonagall instructed the class calmly. Ron, on the other hand, had turned a tomato colour and was stumbling messily.

"Never make me forget this," Fred and George said to Harry with a smirk.

"Never," Harry too had a smirk on. Perhaps he should have more sympathy for his best friend, but this was a too good an opportunity to pass up.

"Hey Ronnie boy, how you doing over there?" called George. Ron hid his face while everyone snickered.

"Quiet, Weasley, detention eight o'clock tonight," McGonagall snapped, "And that goes for you too," she added nodding her head at Fred.

"Damn…" Harry snickered.

"Watch your language Weasley, or it will be double detention!" Ron grinned.

"Da-I mean yes ma'am!"

"She's a witch, I swear, a bloody witch!" Fred cried.

Harry snorted, "Yeah, of course she's a witch, why else is she here?"

"Well-you know-oh, bloody hell, you know what I mean!" groaned a flustered Fred.

Harry smirked, were the Weasley's all having a bad day today?


In his office, Arthur was drowning in paperwork.

"And everyone says this is the office where nobody does anything," he grumbled.

"Oh, Perkins! Help me out here!" he yelled to the old man who had been in the toilet for half an hour already.

"Coming!" the old man yelled back, but there were no signs of movement.

"Oh boy…" he groaned. He was having a very bad day.


Ron was nervous, during a much needed breakdown after being coldly rejected by Fleur, he had come to realise that he had not got a date for the Yule Ball which was in three days. He would've just gone with Hermione, but she had been lost in her own world and raving about how she already had a date (which he knew, for a fact, was definitely not true). He would have gone to ask Kagome, but words had failed him. It was probably due to the fact that he didn't know her as well and she was so pretty he was sure he would be rejected again in favour of someone else. In fact, he was correct, a poor sod had asked her and she had slowly shook her said saying she already had someone. Still, now he had no one and would look so idiotic without a date. Luckily, Harry, who had to dance in front of everyone as a champion didn't have a date either. However, Harry may not be able to get the girl he wants at least he had someone who would throw themselves at him, the boy who lived.

"Ron!" He looked up to see a breathless Harry running up to him.

"What?" he said trying not to sound so bitter.

"I got dates!"

"Dates?" Ron blinked. Yes, Harry may be a jerk sometimes, but Harry would never do something like this.

"Yes! Dates-for both of us!" Oh. Well that made more sense.

"So who is it?" asked Ron sceptically.

Harry hesitated, "I know they're not the BEST choice, but they're the only choice. How would you like to go with Padma and me with Parvati?" Ron retched.

"Hey they're not that bad…" Harry defended.

"Oh all right then, guess we don't have much choice do we?" Ron said with a sigh.

"Nope." Harry went downstairs to the common room and Ron lay back on his bed and started unpacking the package his mother had given him to wear for the Yule Ball.

"AHHHHHHH, why do I have to wear this?" The shout was heard throughout the Gryffindor dormitories.


The jubilant music was cut off as Dumbledore spoke, "Now, please welcome the champions of this year's Triwizard Tournament!" A huge applause and then they came. Fleur with Roger Davies, Cedric with Cho Chang (Harry felt a pang in his chest at the pretty girl he had developed feelings for), Harry with Parvati who was more than a little pleased and finally Krum with…Kagome. She really was stunning, Harry admitted. She wore a sleeveless blue dress with intricate patterns printed on it that fanned out to show off all her curves and tied up with a dark blue sash. Her hair was pulled to the side and curled. Harry looked around for Hermione. She wasn't anywhere in sight. He slowly walked into the centre and started dancing. He was slow and his rhythm was way off. Parvati gave him an annoyed look, and a cough of embarrassment. Finally, the tune finished and he collapsed into the nearest seat, Ron beside him just as tired. His outfit was more than embarrassing; it was shabby and smelt like cats and dust. Harry felt guilt gnaw at his stomach, as it always did when he thought of how much money the Weasley's had.

"HARRY!" Harry turned to see a girl race towards him, a very beautiful girl.

"Um…yes?" he asked blankly.

The girl rolled her eyes, "What, you don't know me now?" The voice did sound familiar…

"Hermione?" he gasped.

"Well, duh…" Hermione sighed. She really had changed that he could barely recognise her. Apparently Ron had the exact same feeling, seeing his look of dismay.

"So who's your date?" Harry asked.

"Bernard," she sighed dreamily, "He's from Durmstrang and just gorgeous!" She pointed to a handsome man grabbing two bottles of butterbeer.

"You know you shouldn't associate with Durmstrang, they're mean and it's heard that they practice dark magic," Ron said jealously.

Tears sprang up in the girl's eyes, "You should know better than to believe rumours after everything we have gone through! Also the tournament is about building a relationship with other schools!"

"Yeah, you're definitely building a relationship," Ron said sourly. Hermione gasped, turned, and left crying. Ron slumped into his chair, half horrified at his actions, half jealous.

"So, are you, like, going to dance or not?" Padma asked. Ron just grunted. The girl looked at her sister and both stood up in a huff, ready to prey on another cute boy.


Kagome danced with Victor Krum. It was fun and not once had she had a negative thought in her head, which she usually did when she was with the Dark Lord, although she had gotten many death stares mainly from girls in which she had returned with a mocking smile.

"Tank you for accepting my proposal," Victor smiled.

"My pleasure," Kagome smiled.

"You're so beautivul and nice," he continued. Kagome beamed.

"So, I vad this imported from my country," he pulled out a blood red rose without its thorns, however when she touched it, it had become yellow. It was so beautiful.

"This is da mood roze, very popular in my country but also very rare. It shows your mood, yellow means you're happy," he said.

"Thank you!" she exclaimed in awe, placing the rose in her hair. Hogwarts really was the best, it really is fun, never had she thought her mood could be bright and joyful until she came to Hogwarts and it all changed.

"May I cut in?" a polite cold voice asked. Victor looked at her in questioning manner.

"Uh…sure," said Victor, "See vou, Kag-me-ne." Kagome winced at the way he said her name but smiled all the same.

"See you!" She called before she turned to the boy, "So, what do you want?"

"A dance," Draco replied. Kagome smiled a little, her hips swaying.

"So will a simple sorry suffice?" he asked.

"Um…that and something else," Kagome smirked.

"I'll say sorry to the mu-Hermione?" Draco bargained.

"Not enough, one more thing," said Kagome.

Draco growled in frustration, "What do you want?"

"I'm not sure."

"This has got to be okay then…"

"What?"

"This," Draco replied and slanted his lips on hers. Kagome's eyes widened as well as everyone else's. Words spread like wildfire and Pansy snarled. A Gryffindor and a Slytherin, unheard of! But they had just made it possible.


The teachers watched, half wanting to break it up, half wanting to keep watching it like a romantic soap opera. Dumbledore chuckled, he was right; she was changing for the better. She was so different to that cruel tormented girl he had met long ago in Knockturn Alley. Moody or Barty Junior grinned; wait till the Dark Lord hears about this. Then he, not her, would be the Dark Lord's favourite. HIM.


WHOOP WHOOP! Yes, another chappie for you guys hope you enjoyed it. So, the Draco romance that you were all begging for and a little Krumgome, aww I loved writing that he was so cute! So a couple now eh? Things are about to get interesting~ What about BJ? And Voldy? Found out next time! I'm sorry I haven't updated, I know EVERYONE has used the excuse of school, but it's true. I am so busy with school :( Hopefully, I'll keep trying to update ASAP. Now, updates on Angelic, you proably should expect one very soon. And what about That Girl? Well, I actually have been working on them believe it or not and I have MANY that I have given to my beta. So hopefully I get them back soon.

Thank you for reviewing it means a lot to me that you like my stories,

Tenshi 'Gome