"Harry, I know this isn't the way things are usually done, but…could we go to the ball together?"
Harry stares at her for a short time before grinning, "Brilliant. Of course we'll go together. You're a life saver. I already know you, so I wouldn't be too nervous to talk to you so I won't end up embarrassed and not having any fun. And you know how I feel about all the attention so if I freeze up you'll understand or tell me to snap out of it. Wonderful!" His face fell a little as he thought more on it. "But, what if someone you really want to go with asks you?"
"A. I wouldn't abandon you, if that's what you're thinking. B. You say you know me. Would I ask if I didn't want to go with you?"
"Er…Really? Why would you want to go with me?"
"Oh honestly. You're my friend and we'll have fun together. And you're cute and sweet and I think it would be nice dancing together."
"Oh. You realize I don't know how to dance, right?"
"We can practice a bit before hand."
"Good…For what it's worth, I'd really like to go with you, too."
AN: Possibly a one shot. Haven't decided yet.