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A Girl Named Hope: Chapter Forty-Nine: The Yule Ball
AN: Another possibility of an AU being JustinxHope, because I think they would just be the cutest thing. ;)
"I can't ask her!" Justin said scandalized, gaping in horror at Hannah, Susan, and Ernie who were all wearing varying expressions of humour on their faces. "She's-she's- you know!"
"You're also mad for her," Ernie pointed out and Justin threw his best mate a glare.
"She wouldn't want to go with me," he said despondently. "She's one of the school champions, anyways, she probably already has a date."
"She doesn't," Hannah giggled, "I checked with Hermione…apparently the bloke she wants to go with hasn't asked her yet." She gave Justin a meaningful look that he completely missed.
"That doesn't mean she'll say yes to me," he countered.
"It doesn't mean you should give up without trying, either," Susan said grinning widely, twisting him around as the girl of his dreams came around the corner speaking with her two best friends and laughing as she walked with a skip in her step. "Now go and work your magic, Finch-Fletchley!"
Justin's heart was palpitating uncomfortably in his chest as she pushed him so he almost collided with the girl in question.
Hope Potter had her hair set in loose blonde curls and her green eyes were shining brightly. Justin tried not to think about how great she looked or how her smile was giving him butterflies in his stomach.
"Oh, hey!" she said, slightly startled by him nearly crashing into her as Ron sniggered on her other side and Hermione hid her giggles behind her hand.
"Hi," Justin said a bit breathlessly, "I was-er-just wondering if…do you want to go to the ball with me?"
He said it very rushed and Hope blinked before an even wider grin split across her face.
"I thought you'd never ask," she said and the butterflies turned into a mosh pit. "Pick me up at seven?"
"Er-sure," Justin said faintly, surprised more than anything that she'd said yes.
"Great!"
And she walked off with her friends with an even more noticeable spring in her step.
Justin's heart had yet to calm down.
AN: A possibility. I had a dream about Hope climbing up to spend the night at Justin's place after the events of Book Four, and the two of them just sat on the bed together until they fell asleep, it was adorable.
