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"How much longer?" I whined, flinching as Hermione fretted around me, trying to apply some sort of goop onto my eyelashes.

"I'll never finish if you don't keep your eyes shut," she snapped. I pictured her rolling her eyes.

It was finally the night of the Yule Ball, and Hermione and I were supposed to meet our dates in commons in ten minutes. Hermione was busy adding what she called "finishing touches" to my face (I didn't know I needed so much fixing) after two hours of work on my hair, outfit, and makeup. She'd only take one hour on hers, but I kept fidgeting so she was having a hard time with me.

"I don't understand, 'Mione. Wasn't the mascara thing one of the first things you smeared on my face? What's this goop that you're using now?" I pouted.

"It's not mascara, it's just made so- ugh, never mind. Give me five more minutes and I'll be done."

"Okay." I sighed. "So, Viktor Krum, huh? You nervous?"

"A bit. What if this dress is too...ruffly?"

"You look great, don't worry."

"Thanks, Ginny. You will too once I finish."

I stopped moving around for her sake and she finished after two minutes.

"Okay, you're ready." I opened my eyes gladly and jumped up. I looked at myself in the mirror. I had to admit, I didn't look half bad.

"Not too bad," I teased her, giving her a side hug. "Thanks Hermione!"

"No problem, let's go." She grabbed my arm and took me outside. We nearly bumped into Lavender and Parvati. Surprisingly, they weren't wearing dresses with any sort of glitter or hot pink. They actually looked quite nice. Lavender squealed at the sight of us and I resisted the urge to cover my ears.

"Hi girls, you both look gorgeous," Lavender chirped. Parvati looked at Hermione in awe. I couldn't blame her, the girl looked stunning.

"You look amazing, Hermione," she complimented her. Hermione smiled warmly at the dark-haired girl.

"Thank you, so do you."

"Did Harry really ask you out, Ginny?" Lavender questioned.

"Well, he asked me to the ball," I said uncomfortably. She beamed at me dreamily.

"You lucky girl. What about you, Hermione?"

"What about me?" she said slyly.

"Who's your date?"

"You'll find out soon enough." Hermione smirked. I grabbed her arm and tried pulling her down the stairs.

"Wait, you can't just go like that!" Lavender cried. Parvati nodded seriously and I looked at them, confused.

"Huh?" Hermione echoed my thoughts.

"Haven't you practiced your entrance?"

"Our...entrance. What about it?"

"You can't just run down the stairs, you need to look graceful as you walk down."

"Ummm...all right. Why don't you go down first then?" Hermione suggested.

"Of course. Have fun, girls," Lavender patted my shoulder and positioned herself at the top of the stairs. Taking a deep breath, she fixed her expression into a relaxed smile and began her procession down the stairs. She spotted her date and clung onto his arm, winking at us as she walked out with him. Parvati chuckled lightly.

"You don't have to make such a big deal out of it, but Lav's right, you can't just traipse down the stairs," she said thoughtfully, and walked down gently towards Ron.

"How many ways are there of walking down some steps?" I asked Hermione, bewildered. She shook her head.

"I'll just copy Parvati instead of prancing around like Lavender. Come on, let's go down together." She dragged me to the steps and descended lightly. Viktor Krum was waiting for her at the bottom. He smiled at her and she beamed sweetly. I grinned and shook my head at her.

This girl, not even trying and looking like an actual angel…

I saw Ron looking outraged at the sight of Hermione with Krum and cackled internally.

I hope you've learned your lesson, Ronniekins, I thought to myself gleefully.

That's when I spotted Harry. Dressed in a dark, bottle green suit, he was attracting the attention of various girls that fluttered around him, batting their eyelashes and giggling shamelessly, but he was only looking at me as he smiled.

"You can't be that good-looking," I joked as I eyed the girls still flocking around him disgustedly. He laughed.

"Try telling them that. You look great, Ginny." I smiled slightly as we walked out.

"Thanks, so do you."

"You ready to dance in front of the whole school?"

"Honestly, not at all. I can't dance very well," I admitted. Harry grinned.

"Neither can I. Now we can make fools of ourselves in front of everyone, how does that sound?"

"Perfect," I laughed.

Short, I know, but just a little tidbit to let y'all know that I'm still alive. I'll update soon now that I have some ideas! Thanks to the person who gave me some fresh suggestions. I hope you've liked this chapter!