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.

CHAPTER 29: OH!

"Scorpius?!" I lifted my mask.

"Rose?!" We stared at each other for a moment, mouths hanging open.

Adelaide walked over to us just then, two cups of punch in her hand. "Hey, Rose, I- Merlin's beard!"

When she saw that Scor was the one I had been dancing with all night she dropped the punch on the floor, spilling it all over her dress, though she didn't seem to notice. "You were dancing with him?!"

Everyone seemed to be having the same reaction that I was.

"Ok, let's not freak out," Adelaide said. "You danced with Scor all night. Big deal."

Just then Jolie came over. "You were dancing with Scor?!"

I sighed. "Adelaide's right. It's no big deal. Now shall we all just go to bed?"

Then I started booking it up to the dormitory. I silently thanked my good fortune that Scor was a Slytherin. Jolie and Adelaide followed me. When I got to my bed, I collapsed on it, completely and utterly confused.

"This is… awkward." Jolie said after a moment or two of silence.

I put a pillow over my face. "You're telling me?"

"Well, it's not like you liked him or anything. You just danced with a hot Slytherin guy that Scor happened to look like."

"Right," I muttered. Did I like him?

I sat up suddenly. "Good night, girls. I'm off to bed." And with that, I turned out the lights with my wand and tried my best to fall asleep.


In my dream I was running in Hogsmeade, wearing what I had worn to the Masquerade. Behind me was Jakob Wells but in front of me was Scorpius. When I caught sight of Scor I started running faster and faster until finally I was close enough for him to reach out and hold me in his arms. I buried my head in his chest and when I looked up at him again it was Jakob Wells that was holding me. I backed away, startled.

When I woke up, I had almost forgotten about the dream. All of the other girls were still sleeping so I quietly crept down to the common room and out the portrait hole. It was only seven or eight, I guessed, because no one was awake yet. I made my way down to the Great Hall and who would be there but Scor.

"Hey Scor." I said, noticing how his dark brown hair was sticking straight up in places, as if he had literally just rolled out of bed. I imagined I looked just about the same.

He nodded at me, just like his dad.

"About last night," I began. "I… Well-"

"It's over now, so maybe we should just let the past stay in the past."

"Oh," I said, surprised at his comment. "Ok then."

It was silent for a moment before I began to walk back to the common room. I was actually about to tell him that I really did enjoy myself but oh well, I supposed. I just crawled back into bed and thought about everything until the others began to wake up.