"A Masquerade Ball!" Jolie, Addie, and I said together, squealing in delight. Scorpius looked rather sick.

"Oh, Scor it won't be that bad! Now we have something to look forward to!"

"Yea," he said, disbelieving, a woe begotten look on his face. I giggled.

CHAPTER 28: JAKOB

For the next month we worked hard on our potions, wanting them to be perfect for the ball. After lessons we spent time creating dresses and masks, taking time to make them as detailed as possible. We couldn't decide on what color to make our dresses therefore, the color of our masks kept changing.

Finally, the day of the ball, we each were able to decide on what color to wear.

"Let's not get dressed until after we switch faces," I said, as we walked down to the dungeons to get our potions, our dresses hidden underneath plastic bags. "That way, no one will know who we are. Well, except ourselves of course!"

Addie and Jolie nodded in agreement and I smiled. Adelaide and Jolie had decided to switch places but I wanted to try something different. So at breakfast that morning, I walked past the Slytherin table and plucked a piece of hair off of Mallorie Lindon's head. I kept on walking as if nothing had happened, though she rubbed her head and looked around with a glaring expression on her face. I couldn't help but to giggle.

"Does Scorpius know who you're going to be?" Adelaide asked me.

I shook my head. "Nope. Do you who he's going to be?"

She shook her head.

"Well, this should be interesting…" Jolie said, a smirk on her face.

"What?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

"Oh nothing," she said, giggling. Adelaide smiled too. I rolled my eyes.

"Oh fine. If you aren't going to tell me, I'll just have to find out for myself won't I?"

We were standing in front of the potions class room then and we walked inside, grinning madly.

"Hello Professor!" I called. Cresswell was facing away from us, seemingly stirring a purple-smoking potion.

He glanced over his shoulder at us, his face harried but happy none the less. "Oh, hullo girls. I suppose you're here for your Polyjuice potions?" He walked over to where our cauldrons were sitting. Pulling three nice sized vials out of his pocket, he started to fill them with the disgusting looking potion. I wrinkled my nose.

"Not pleasant looking, I know, but I promise you, the effects with be simply amazing! Ah, there you are." He handed each of us a vial. "That should be enough to last you through the night. You've all got your hairs? Very good. Now remember girls, the effects start to wear off after an hour so be sure to keep an eye on the clock. Understood?"

We nodded.

"Excellent! Well ladies, I wish you a good evening. I'll be seeing you at the ball." He winked at us and I thought Adelaide was going to faint.

"Isn't he just gorgeous?" Addie gushed as we raced out of the Potions classroom.


"It changed colors!" I gasped as I added Lindon's hair to the vial of potion. The potion went from murky brown to a light green.

"Mine too!" Adelaide said. He potion had turned silver and Jolie's had turned the color of Adelaide's hair; almost white.

"Well, bottom's up!" I said, pouring the vial into my mouth.

It took all of my self control not to spit it right back out.

Jumping up and down with disgust, I quickly swallowed the sickening potion. Just then, then whole body started to tingle. Adelaide and Jolie were staring at me, wide eyed. My skin seemed to bubble and change. I shrunk a little and my hair lightened. My complexion got extremely pale and I could feel hair shooting out of my head and cascading down to the middle of my back.

A few more seconds of this transformation took place and then I looked up. Across from me was the mirror that we hung on the dormitory wall. I gasped when I saw my reflection.

"You don't just look like Mallorie Lindon…" Jolie said.

"You are Mallorie Lindon!"

They then glanced at each other and took a gulp of the awful potion. They too underwent the transformation and soon Adelaide was standing where Jolie had previously been and vise versa.

"This…"

"Is…"

"So…"

"COOL!" We yelled together.


Within an hour I had curled my newly blonde hair, been given a lesson on make-up 101, and gotten dressed. My dress was white and strapless with a tightly fitted top and flowing skirt. A thick band around my waist had an intricate off-white design on it. The dress was floor length and tied like a corset in the back.

I wore silver high heels that crossed around the top of my ankle. The only jewelry I wore was the locket that Adelaide had given me so long ago and a tiny silver bracelet mum had sent me from home.

But the best part of my outfit was the black mask covered with thick fishnets. There was a bright red rose on the side of it, which I thought was fitting, and a few black feathers. It was beautiful.

"Rose?" Adelaide asked.

I turned to her. She looked amazing in her silver knee-length dress. Or should I say, Jolie looked amazing in it.

"Are you ready to par-tay?!"

We walked down to the Great Hall and took another swig of the potion. Our faces twisted at the taste, but we managed to keep it down. Once we opened the great wooden doors we all gasped at the same time.

The room once again had been completely transformed. Masquerade decorations were everywhere, most of them black and white. It gave the whole place a very vintage feeling. The tables were gone and black and white confetti was endlessly falling from the ceiling. Strange, yet magical masks lined the snack tables, giving them some flare. Everything looked marvelous. A band was playing up where the teachers usually sat. Chairs lined the walls and a few people were scattered about the room.

I put my mask on, holding it in place with a Sticking Charm, and walked forward a few steps.

"Let's get this party started!"

For a while, no one showed. But at about seven thirty, everyone started to come in hordes. Adelaide, Jolie, and I danced together like crazy maniacs and finally, I was forced to sit down. We ran over to the chairs, laughing, and I sat down.

"I'm going to go get punch." Jolie declared and off she went, dragging Adelaide with her. I smiled to myself.

Sighing with contentment, I leaned back against the wall and closed my eyes, nodding my head to the beat of the music.

"May I have this dance?" I heard someone ask me.

When I looked up, I saw an attractive looking boy with black hair standing in front of me and holding out a hand. He was wearing a black suit with the jacket unbuttoned, revealing a white shirt underneath and a black tie. His mask covered the top half of his face, with a few white feathers sticking out of the side. Through the slits in his mask I could see he had amazingly bright blue eyes.

"Oh, why not?" I said, taking his hand and smiling.

He twirled me out onto the dance floor and I found myself giggling. He smirked.

"You're a Slytherin." It wasn't a question.

I smiled. "I suppose you could say that." He nodded. "You don't happen to have a name, do you?"

He thought for a moment before answering. I was extremely aware of the hand holding mine and the one wrapped around my waist. He tightened his grip on me and smiled smugly. "Jakob Wells."

I looked him over. "Well, Jakob… Come here often?"

He rolled his eyes. "Are you trying to hit on me?"

"I do believe I am," I batted my eyes at him.

He pulled me even closer so that our faces were almost touching. My smile faltered and my breath caught in my chest.

"This is hitting on someone." He pulled away and I caught my breath just as Adelaide and Jolie walked by.

I gave them big eyes and they smiled at me. Jakob twirled me around then and my dress swirled beneath me.

"I don't believe I caught your name."

"I don't believe you did."

When I didn't say anything else he scowled at the ground.

"Attention students!" A voice called from the front of the room. Jakob let go of my waist but held onto my hand. My heart drummed in my chest. "Just a reminder to drink your potions once every hour! Thank you, that will be all."

Professor Cresswell stepped down and the music started to replay. It was a fast song and Jakob took my other hand in his, smirking.

"Shall we dance?"

"Lets."

We continued to dance all night, twirling and laughing our troubles away. We drank our potions every hour, keeping our identities hidden. It wasn't until midnight, when our potions ran out, that we saw each other's identities.

At exactly twelve o'clock at night, Jakob lifted his mask and I gasped.