A/N: Hola, I've been MIA for a while but I'm back and I'm adding on chapters. Please R&R, I am rather pleased with the way I plaied this story out.
Chapter 16 The Ball
Christmas day was spent in the Slytherin common room for the most part. After a big breakfast the girls did their secret Santa's in which Shayna got a bottle of mood ink from Selphie, so who ever you write to knows exactly how you were feeling when you wrote it, and gave a necklace with a tiny snitch on it to Amber.
"I've finally decided which boy to go to the ball with!" Jes declared She had been asked by nearly every boy from both Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang. Apparently she was to them what Miss Fleur was to Hogwarts boys. "His name is Jock, I guess the others will just have to go alone." Only then did Shayna realize that she had been so busy lately she didn't know who anyone's dates were.
With an hour before the Ball Shayna and Alana returned to the dorm. They had been taking advantage of the prefect bathroom, and were now smelling like Roses and Lilies respectively. The other girls were already there. Amber had donned her black robes, that had a silver swirl down them, and was talking to Michelle about broom sticks.
Shayna opened her trunk and pulled out her dress robes. As she unfolded them a black package fell out and onto the floor. She knelt down and picked it up. There was a small card attached that read:
Dear Slyth, Merry Christmas! Just some stuff for when you drop the prefect sham and come back to our side. With love, Fred and George
"How did they get in here?" she asked
"who?"
"No one" Shayna removed the lid from the package. it contained 3 of the Wizarding Weazes products. A fake wand, a canary cream, and an ink secreting jawbreaker. "Cute boys" she smiled to herself
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Warren stood in the Entrance Hall, his first moments at Hogwarts. The students had him surrounded, decked out in their dress robes, chattering and laughing. Standing there in his plain black robes he looked left and right for a familiar face.
Shayna stepped up from the dungeons. Her long robes trailed behind her. They were a velvet blue to match her eyes. the color faded to white toward the bottom. Half of her dark curls were pulled into two little buns, the other hung just past her shoulders. She scanned the crowd. Standing by the door way was Brad, he was with a group of kids from Durmstrang. He seemed more perfect then then ever. His eyes shined brightly in his blue robes, and Shayna knew she couldn't be the only one watching him.
There was a tap on her shoulder, and so she tore her gaze from Brad. "Warren! how nice to see you ... sill breathing" she said in a disappointed tone He smiled nastily at her.
"Warren! Hi!" cried someone from the dungeon door The rest of Shayna's friends had just arrived Selphie in her shimmering yellow robes was waving merrily at Warren. "Selphie!" Shayna cried in an "Eu tu Brute" sort of voice "You invited this guy here?" Selphie blushed a bit "Just as a friend, you two know each other?"
"Unfortunately" he retorted
"Warren go kiss a Where-Wolf"
"Well girls" Jes said rejoining them on the arm of a beautiful boy they could only assume was Jock "Are we gonna stand here all night, or go in and party?"
And the Ball was becoming more and more of a let down every moment. Jes and most of the other girls were preoccupied with the dancing. This meant Shayna was doing just as Warren had predicted, watching Brad through the darkened room.
Fred Weasley slid into the chair next to her, she new it was him cause George was with another Gryffie. "Hi" she said without really looking.
"Having fun Slyth?" he asked Shayna sighed and shook her head. "Well you might have more fun if you danced. Come one let's go."
At this Shayna turned and laughed out loud at the idea. "Are you really prepared to be seen on the dance floor with a prefect, let alone a Slytherin?"
Fred stood up and extended his hand. "if it means you'll be seen with a Gryffindor I can handle it" And Shayna took his hand smiling for the first time since the Ball began. "So where's the boy you're wishing I was right now?" he asked as they began to dance
"With a bunch of Durmstrang chicks" she laughed "how 'bout you?" He shrugged. "No one imperticular. But you know what I'd do if there were? I'd ask 'em. Really Shayna it's a novel concept, and it's much better then staring at them from across the room."
If the song hadn't ended just then Shayna would have stomped on his toe. "Thank you, but I must be off Slyth" he bowed "I can't keep those Gryffindor girls at bay for much longer." And as he walked away Shayna realized he was right, she wasn't getting anything accomplished by sitting alone. Before she'd actually come to the decision she was crossing the Great Hall. She had to do it quickly or she'd loose her nerve.
And all of the sudden she was there, standing in front of the whole group, though no one seemed to notice. They were all laughing loudly about something. "Brad" she started her heart trying desperately to escape her chest "Would you dance with me?" There was a terrible silence in which Brad just blinked at her with those pale blue eyes.
And then he and the others around him burst into a fit of laughter. "Not is it was a choice between you and Moody!" he said, very loudly Those around him started laughing much harder. "I mean look at you. What are you like 12? Come back after you've hit puberty or something. Why would you even think to ask me that?" The laughter of the Durmstrang students was defining, this wasn't really happening was it. God she wished it weren't happening.
Her stomach seemed to be set on a spin dry cycle. Whether or not her cheeks were pink she could fell the heat on them. A lump formed in her throat, threatening to cause tears. She had to get away before it did. "You'll have to excuse her," Warren said from behind "she mistook you by some one intelligent enough to accept affection."
"You calling me stupid? Cause if you are this might get ugly." Brad said stupidly
"No, I'm calling you a jack-ass." Warren replied
The embarrassment took control as Shayna's legs and she ran out of the Great Hall, her hands over her face, to hide the tears. She bolted out the oak doors and down the path, her way lighted by fairies. She ran until she found a shrub tall enough for her to duck behind, and just die.
And she stayed there. Her knees clutched close to her, tear leaking out occasionally. How could Brad have just done that to her? She knew him better then that. At least she thought she had, it just did not seem like him.
"Shayna?" Warren asked in a soft tone that didn't seem his own She quickly turned her back to him. The last thing she needed tonight was for him to see her like this. But he sat down next to her. "Shayna are you o.k.?" ... "Shayna don't let him get to you, he's not worth it. Really Shayna ... he was drunk."
She turned slightly toward him. "Drunk?" Warren nodded "I saw the Durmstrang kids with a bottle of smoke vodka, and he seemed to like it ... allot. I'm really sorry about that. But you know people aren't always what they seem to be. You can't even judge some people by how they act." Warren turned his eyes to the night sky "Believe me I would know."
"Hey Warren" Shayna said, wiping the tears from her face "That was really cool, what you did in there for me. Well, what I mean to say is ... thank you."
Chapter 16 The Ball
Christmas day was spent in the Slytherin common room for the most part. After a big breakfast the girls did their secret Santa's in which Shayna got a bottle of mood ink from Selphie, so who ever you write to knows exactly how you were feeling when you wrote it, and gave a necklace with a tiny snitch on it to Amber.
"I've finally decided which boy to go to the ball with!" Jes declared She had been asked by nearly every boy from both Beauxbatons, and Durmstrang. Apparently she was to them what Miss Fleur was to Hogwarts boys. "His name is Jock, I guess the others will just have to go alone." Only then did Shayna realize that she had been so busy lately she didn't know who anyone's dates were.
With an hour before the Ball Shayna and Alana returned to the dorm. They had been taking advantage of the prefect bathroom, and were now smelling like Roses and Lilies respectively. The other girls were already there. Amber had donned her black robes, that had a silver swirl down them, and was talking to Michelle about broom sticks.
Shayna opened her trunk and pulled out her dress robes. As she unfolded them a black package fell out and onto the floor. She knelt down and picked it up. There was a small card attached that read:
Dear Slyth, Merry Christmas! Just some stuff for when you drop the prefect sham and come back to our side. With love, Fred and George
"How did they get in here?" she asked
"who?"
"No one" Shayna removed the lid from the package. it contained 3 of the Wizarding Weazes products. A fake wand, a canary cream, and an ink secreting jawbreaker. "Cute boys" she smiled to herself
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Warren stood in the Entrance Hall, his first moments at Hogwarts. The students had him surrounded, decked out in their dress robes, chattering and laughing. Standing there in his plain black robes he looked left and right for a familiar face.
Shayna stepped up from the dungeons. Her long robes trailed behind her. They were a velvet blue to match her eyes. the color faded to white toward the bottom. Half of her dark curls were pulled into two little buns, the other hung just past her shoulders. She scanned the crowd. Standing by the door way was Brad, he was with a group of kids from Durmstrang. He seemed more perfect then then ever. His eyes shined brightly in his blue robes, and Shayna knew she couldn't be the only one watching him.
There was a tap on her shoulder, and so she tore her gaze from Brad. "Warren! how nice to see you ... sill breathing" she said in a disappointed tone He smiled nastily at her.
"Warren! Hi!" cried someone from the dungeon door The rest of Shayna's friends had just arrived Selphie in her shimmering yellow robes was waving merrily at Warren. "Selphie!" Shayna cried in an "Eu tu Brute" sort of voice "You invited this guy here?" Selphie blushed a bit "Just as a friend, you two know each other?"
"Unfortunately" he retorted
"Warren go kiss a Where-Wolf"
"Well girls" Jes said rejoining them on the arm of a beautiful boy they could only assume was Jock "Are we gonna stand here all night, or go in and party?"
And the Ball was becoming more and more of a let down every moment. Jes and most of the other girls were preoccupied with the dancing. This meant Shayna was doing just as Warren had predicted, watching Brad through the darkened room.
Fred Weasley slid into the chair next to her, she new it was him cause George was with another Gryffie. "Hi" she said without really looking.
"Having fun Slyth?" he asked Shayna sighed and shook her head. "Well you might have more fun if you danced. Come one let's go."
At this Shayna turned and laughed out loud at the idea. "Are you really prepared to be seen on the dance floor with a prefect, let alone a Slytherin?"
Fred stood up and extended his hand. "if it means you'll be seen with a Gryffindor I can handle it" And Shayna took his hand smiling for the first time since the Ball began. "So where's the boy you're wishing I was right now?" he asked as they began to dance
"With a bunch of Durmstrang chicks" she laughed "how 'bout you?" He shrugged. "No one imperticular. But you know what I'd do if there were? I'd ask 'em. Really Shayna it's a novel concept, and it's much better then staring at them from across the room."
If the song hadn't ended just then Shayna would have stomped on his toe. "Thank you, but I must be off Slyth" he bowed "I can't keep those Gryffindor girls at bay for much longer." And as he walked away Shayna realized he was right, she wasn't getting anything accomplished by sitting alone. Before she'd actually come to the decision she was crossing the Great Hall. She had to do it quickly or she'd loose her nerve.
And all of the sudden she was there, standing in front of the whole group, though no one seemed to notice. They were all laughing loudly about something. "Brad" she started her heart trying desperately to escape her chest "Would you dance with me?" There was a terrible silence in which Brad just blinked at her with those pale blue eyes.
And then he and the others around him burst into a fit of laughter. "Not is it was a choice between you and Moody!" he said, very loudly Those around him started laughing much harder. "I mean look at you. What are you like 12? Come back after you've hit puberty or something. Why would you even think to ask me that?" The laughter of the Durmstrang students was defining, this wasn't really happening was it. God she wished it weren't happening.
Her stomach seemed to be set on a spin dry cycle. Whether or not her cheeks were pink she could fell the heat on them. A lump formed in her throat, threatening to cause tears. She had to get away before it did. "You'll have to excuse her," Warren said from behind "she mistook you by some one intelligent enough to accept affection."
"You calling me stupid? Cause if you are this might get ugly." Brad said stupidly
"No, I'm calling you a jack-ass." Warren replied
The embarrassment took control as Shayna's legs and she ran out of the Great Hall, her hands over her face, to hide the tears. She bolted out the oak doors and down the path, her way lighted by fairies. She ran until she found a shrub tall enough for her to duck behind, and just die.
And she stayed there. Her knees clutched close to her, tear leaking out occasionally. How could Brad have just done that to her? She knew him better then that. At least she thought she had, it just did not seem like him.
"Shayna?" Warren asked in a soft tone that didn't seem his own She quickly turned her back to him. The last thing she needed tonight was for him to see her like this. But he sat down next to her. "Shayna are you o.k.?" ... "Shayna don't let him get to you, he's not worth it. Really Shayna ... he was drunk."
She turned slightly toward him. "Drunk?" Warren nodded "I saw the Durmstrang kids with a bottle of smoke vodka, and he seemed to like it ... allot. I'm really sorry about that. But you know people aren't always what they seem to be. You can't even judge some people by how they act." Warren turned his eyes to the night sky "Believe me I would know."
"Hey Warren" Shayna said, wiping the tears from her face "That was really cool, what you did in there for me. Well, what I mean to say is ... thank you."
