"Class, since the ball will be held after dinner, this class will be
cancled," Kryta said.
All the students began to say things like "Can't we just wait till after class to hold the dance?"
"No we can not. Besides I would like each of you to write an essay about the dance. It will be your own options. I will just check to see if you wrote something down. And yes I will read them," Kryta said.
"Professor Kryta I think that was the easiest assignment you ahve given us all year," said one of the students.
Kryta smiled, "I am glad you think so."
Snape and Kryta began to finish the lecture when the bell rang. Everyone left quickly, Snape grabbing the Hufflepuff's and Ravenclaw's assignment and leaving just after the students. Harry had stayed behind and walked up to Kryta.
"Do you need something Harry?" Kryt asked when she saw that Harry was still there.
"I was wondering if you were going to go the the Halloween Ball," Harry said.
"I don't know," Kryta said.
"Well you see...." Harry started.
"Harry, are you trying to ask me to go with you to the ball?"
"Yes....if you want too."
"I would be honored to go with you."
"Really?"
"Yes, Harry."
"I can't wait for tomorrow night."
"Neither can I. Shall I meet you here, or shall we go down together."
"I'll see you here."
"Fine," Kryta said as she picked up the assignments from Slytherin and Gryffindor.
"Here let me help you," Harry said as he took almost all the papers.
"Thank you."
"Potter, what are you doing here. I didn't think they would allow people in who didn't have a date," Draco sneered.
"I have one. I am just waiting for her to show up," Harry said looking for Kryta.
"Oh and who is it? A house elf," Draco laughed.
"No, Draco. I am Harry's date," said a voice behind them.
Draco turned around and let his mouth fall open at the sight of Kryta. She was in a dark marroon dress that looked almost black. The dress had gold lining to make it match the Gryffindor house colors. Her hair was pulled back into a bun that was held there by crystals. She had on a necklace of gold and red rubies on to complete the outfit.
"Hello, Harry, I hope I am not too late," Kryta said.
"Hey Harry, who's-KRYTA!" said Ron and Hermione as they walked up to Harry and them.
"I think Harry is speechless, wouldn't you say so Kryta," Hermione said, noticing Harry had not said a word since he saw Kryta.
"I would say so, Hermione. Lets go in now," Kryta said as she took Harry's arm and walked into the Great Hall.
The Hall was decorated with real live bats and pumkins. The ghost all floated around the room to give it an erie feeling.
"You....look nice," Harry said.
"I fully back you up on that," Ron whispered to Harry.
"Thank you," Kryta said.
"Ron, Harry do you think you two could get us something to drink?" Hermione asked.
The boys said yes then left.
"So this is why Harry stayed late, and wouldn't stop day dreaming in class," Hermione said turning to a slightly blushing Kryta.
"I guess. I kept seeing him doodle all over his parchment and kept staring into space. I had to curse him once and a while just so he wouldn't get in trouble," Kryta said trying to control her blush.
"Hello, Kryta," said a Hufflepuff fifth year, wearing a yellow dress.
"Hello, Danielle," Kryta said back to the hufflepuff.
"I want you to meet my date, Nathan Cole, he is in Hufflepuff too, fifth year," Danielle said poitning to her date.
Nathan had brown hair that had blond high lights in it, with his green eyes.
"Thanks for not making us write a long assignment," Nathan said, "Professor."
"Nathan, I blieve I told you all not to call me Professor, just Kryta," Kryta reminded Nathan.
"I am sorry I forgot," said Nathan.
"Kryta is it ture that Harry Potter and you are going out?" asked Danielle.
"No. He asked me if I would go to the Ball with him, and I said I would go," replied Kryta.
"You do know that Harry likes you Kryta," said Hermione.
"Yes I know," said Kryta.
"Then what are you waiting for? He is famous after all," Nathan said.
"Nathan, I would never use a person's fame for my own advantage. I am not going to go out with anyone right now," exclaimed Kryta, "Besides he is not my type."
"Yes he is, Kryta, he is better than all the SLytherins and most of the school," Danielle said.
"Danielle, now YOU are giving Hufflepuff a bad name just like Slytherin's reputation," said Kryta then left the ball walking outside.
"Guys, where's Kryta?" asked Harry when he and Ron came back.
"She went....to the bathroom," said Hermione, "I'll go get her."
Hermione walked outside seeing Kryta , who had taken her long hair out of the bun.
"Kryta, what's wrong?" Hermione asked walking over to Kryta.
"My parents were both in Slytherin, when they came here," Kryta muttered, "They were good people and can't stand how bad the Slytherins are treated, because of my parents."
"Kryta, I'm sorry. I didn't know that," Hermione said regreting every bad thing she said about Slytherins.
"I never wanted anyone to know that," Kryta said defending her friend.
"Your parents were in Slytherin....and they didn't turn out to become a dark witch and wizard?" Hermione asked.
"No they didn't become one of them, but their best friend did though."
"Who was that?"
"Tom Marvolo Riddle," Kryta said and waved her wand and his name appeared then she waved it again and the words switched around to say "I AM LORD VOLDEMORT" before they vanished.
"You mean to tell me your parents were best friends with He-Who-Must- Not-Be-Named?" asked Hermione bearly able to contain herself.
"They were. They told me before they died, that he was a nice person, before he turned into the Dark Lord," Kryta said pulling out a picture of her parents and another person. "The one standing to my mum's right is my father the other one is Tom. This picture was taken before their last year when Tom started to really become the Dark Lord."
"Where are your parents now?"
"Dead. My dad named Tom to be my God father, but I don't think Tom knows that my mum is dead or I would probably be with him at this moment."
"You-Know-Who is your god father? Harry's god father is Sirius."
"Believe it or not the first day I came here the hat said I should be in Slytherin."
"Slytherin-I am glad you weren't. Draco would gloat on it so would Professor Snape."
"I told Dumbledore about this and he said I shall be in Slytherin next year...We had better get back inside....Please don't say a word of anything we talked about to anyone."
"I won't," Hermione said and smiled as she and Kryta walked back in and danced with Ron and Harry.
"So,...would you like to sit down?" Harry asked after they had danced a couple of dances.
"Sure," replied Kryta, then they walked to a table and sat down.
Ron and Hermione joined them, and they started talking until Draco Malfoy walked over to them.
"Kryta, my I have the pleasure of this dance?" Draco asked.
"Harry do you mind?" Kryta asked.
"Why-ow-Hermione," Harry said.
Hermione had kicked him under the table so he couldn't answer, "Of course he doesn't mind."
Draco took Kryta's hand and led her out to dance.
"Hermione, why did you kick me?" Harry asked once Kryta had left.
"So you wouldn't say no," answered Hermione.
"Why?" asked Ron.
"I....uh...thought Kryta might want to have someone else to dance with," Hermione said trying in vain to come up with some excuse.
"You're not telling the truth," Ron said.
"Look whatever reason I have is between Kryta and myself," Hermione said closeing off that conversation.
Harry watched Kryta dance with Draco, and saw how well they danced together. Ron and Hermione saw as well.
"Look at them, they dance as if they were born dancing together," said Ron clearly impressed.
When the song ended Draco and Kryta bowed to each other.
Professor Snape walked over to them and said a few words at which they both nodded. Snape pointed his wand at Kryta's dress and it changed to Slytherin's house colors as did the necklace, "Everyone draco Malfoy and Kryta Slyth will now dance to a song they danced to long ago," said Snape as everyone got off the dance floor.
They nodded to each other meaning they were ready to begin. The music began as they got into their dancing postions. They danced until the music ended.
"Wow," was all everyone could say to the fluid movements.
Kryta and Draco bowed once again to each other while everyone clapped. The Slytherins clapped then walked over to Draco leaving Kryta alone, until Draco took Kryta's arm and then the Slytherin cheered for Kryta as well.
"We never saw anyone dance like you two," said a Slytherin six year.
"Kryta did all the work. She is the reason it looked so good," said Draco.
"Thanks, Draco," Kryta said.
"Too bad you are in Gryffindor, Kryta. You would love Slytherin," said a Slytherin seventh year.
"I guess. The hat said I should be in Slytherin or Gryffindor," Kryta said, "It picked Gryffindor."
"What house did you want?" asked Draco.
"Either Slytherin or Gryffindor," said Kryta.
"Kryta weren't your parents in Slytherin?" asked Draco, trying to remember who her parents were.
"Yes, Draco," replied Kryta.
"Kryta, how does Draco know so much about you?" asked a Slytherin first year.
"We grew up together, until we were nine years old," said Draco.
"Those were the good old years," Kryta smirked.
"Were not. I remember getting cursed every time you came over," Draco said.
Kryta laughed, "But remember your mother always got after me for hurting her-"
Draco covered Kryta's mouth so she couldn't say anything more. Everyone looked at them, and only then did Draco with-draw his hand.
"Don't you ever say that name," Draco commanded.
"Who are you to command me, Draco Malfoy," said Kryta then whispered in his ear, "son of a deatheater."
She then walked away from him, leaving him speech-less.
All the students began to say things like "Can't we just wait till after class to hold the dance?"
"No we can not. Besides I would like each of you to write an essay about the dance. It will be your own options. I will just check to see if you wrote something down. And yes I will read them," Kryta said.
"Professor Kryta I think that was the easiest assignment you ahve given us all year," said one of the students.
Kryta smiled, "I am glad you think so."
Snape and Kryta began to finish the lecture when the bell rang. Everyone left quickly, Snape grabbing the Hufflepuff's and Ravenclaw's assignment and leaving just after the students. Harry had stayed behind and walked up to Kryta.
"Do you need something Harry?" Kryt asked when she saw that Harry was still there.
"I was wondering if you were going to go the the Halloween Ball," Harry said.
"I don't know," Kryta said.
"Well you see...." Harry started.
"Harry, are you trying to ask me to go with you to the ball?"
"Yes....if you want too."
"I would be honored to go with you."
"Really?"
"Yes, Harry."
"I can't wait for tomorrow night."
"Neither can I. Shall I meet you here, or shall we go down together."
"I'll see you here."
"Fine," Kryta said as she picked up the assignments from Slytherin and Gryffindor.
"Here let me help you," Harry said as he took almost all the papers.
"Thank you."
"Potter, what are you doing here. I didn't think they would allow people in who didn't have a date," Draco sneered.
"I have one. I am just waiting for her to show up," Harry said looking for Kryta.
"Oh and who is it? A house elf," Draco laughed.
"No, Draco. I am Harry's date," said a voice behind them.
Draco turned around and let his mouth fall open at the sight of Kryta. She was in a dark marroon dress that looked almost black. The dress had gold lining to make it match the Gryffindor house colors. Her hair was pulled back into a bun that was held there by crystals. She had on a necklace of gold and red rubies on to complete the outfit.
"Hello, Harry, I hope I am not too late," Kryta said.
"Hey Harry, who's-KRYTA!" said Ron and Hermione as they walked up to Harry and them.
"I think Harry is speechless, wouldn't you say so Kryta," Hermione said, noticing Harry had not said a word since he saw Kryta.
"I would say so, Hermione. Lets go in now," Kryta said as she took Harry's arm and walked into the Great Hall.
The Hall was decorated with real live bats and pumkins. The ghost all floated around the room to give it an erie feeling.
"You....look nice," Harry said.
"I fully back you up on that," Ron whispered to Harry.
"Thank you," Kryta said.
"Ron, Harry do you think you two could get us something to drink?" Hermione asked.
The boys said yes then left.
"So this is why Harry stayed late, and wouldn't stop day dreaming in class," Hermione said turning to a slightly blushing Kryta.
"I guess. I kept seeing him doodle all over his parchment and kept staring into space. I had to curse him once and a while just so he wouldn't get in trouble," Kryta said trying to control her blush.
"Hello, Kryta," said a Hufflepuff fifth year, wearing a yellow dress.
"Hello, Danielle," Kryta said back to the hufflepuff.
"I want you to meet my date, Nathan Cole, he is in Hufflepuff too, fifth year," Danielle said poitning to her date.
Nathan had brown hair that had blond high lights in it, with his green eyes.
"Thanks for not making us write a long assignment," Nathan said, "Professor."
"Nathan, I blieve I told you all not to call me Professor, just Kryta," Kryta reminded Nathan.
"I am sorry I forgot," said Nathan.
"Kryta is it ture that Harry Potter and you are going out?" asked Danielle.
"No. He asked me if I would go to the Ball with him, and I said I would go," replied Kryta.
"You do know that Harry likes you Kryta," said Hermione.
"Yes I know," said Kryta.
"Then what are you waiting for? He is famous after all," Nathan said.
"Nathan, I would never use a person's fame for my own advantage. I am not going to go out with anyone right now," exclaimed Kryta, "Besides he is not my type."
"Yes he is, Kryta, he is better than all the SLytherins and most of the school," Danielle said.
"Danielle, now YOU are giving Hufflepuff a bad name just like Slytherin's reputation," said Kryta then left the ball walking outside.
"Guys, where's Kryta?" asked Harry when he and Ron came back.
"She went....to the bathroom," said Hermione, "I'll go get her."
Hermione walked outside seeing Kryta , who had taken her long hair out of the bun.
"Kryta, what's wrong?" Hermione asked walking over to Kryta.
"My parents were both in Slytherin, when they came here," Kryta muttered, "They were good people and can't stand how bad the Slytherins are treated, because of my parents."
"Kryta, I'm sorry. I didn't know that," Hermione said regreting every bad thing she said about Slytherins.
"I never wanted anyone to know that," Kryta said defending her friend.
"Your parents were in Slytherin....and they didn't turn out to become a dark witch and wizard?" Hermione asked.
"No they didn't become one of them, but their best friend did though."
"Who was that?"
"Tom Marvolo Riddle," Kryta said and waved her wand and his name appeared then she waved it again and the words switched around to say "I AM LORD VOLDEMORT" before they vanished.
"You mean to tell me your parents were best friends with He-Who-Must- Not-Be-Named?" asked Hermione bearly able to contain herself.
"They were. They told me before they died, that he was a nice person, before he turned into the Dark Lord," Kryta said pulling out a picture of her parents and another person. "The one standing to my mum's right is my father the other one is Tom. This picture was taken before their last year when Tom started to really become the Dark Lord."
"Where are your parents now?"
"Dead. My dad named Tom to be my God father, but I don't think Tom knows that my mum is dead or I would probably be with him at this moment."
"You-Know-Who is your god father? Harry's god father is Sirius."
"Believe it or not the first day I came here the hat said I should be in Slytherin."
"Slytherin-I am glad you weren't. Draco would gloat on it so would Professor Snape."
"I told Dumbledore about this and he said I shall be in Slytherin next year...We had better get back inside....Please don't say a word of anything we talked about to anyone."
"I won't," Hermione said and smiled as she and Kryta walked back in and danced with Ron and Harry.
"So,...would you like to sit down?" Harry asked after they had danced a couple of dances.
"Sure," replied Kryta, then they walked to a table and sat down.
Ron and Hermione joined them, and they started talking until Draco Malfoy walked over to them.
"Kryta, my I have the pleasure of this dance?" Draco asked.
"Harry do you mind?" Kryta asked.
"Why-ow-Hermione," Harry said.
Hermione had kicked him under the table so he couldn't answer, "Of course he doesn't mind."
Draco took Kryta's hand and led her out to dance.
"Hermione, why did you kick me?" Harry asked once Kryta had left.
"So you wouldn't say no," answered Hermione.
"Why?" asked Ron.
"I....uh...thought Kryta might want to have someone else to dance with," Hermione said trying in vain to come up with some excuse.
"You're not telling the truth," Ron said.
"Look whatever reason I have is between Kryta and myself," Hermione said closeing off that conversation.
Harry watched Kryta dance with Draco, and saw how well they danced together. Ron and Hermione saw as well.
"Look at them, they dance as if they were born dancing together," said Ron clearly impressed.
When the song ended Draco and Kryta bowed to each other.
Professor Snape walked over to them and said a few words at which they both nodded. Snape pointed his wand at Kryta's dress and it changed to Slytherin's house colors as did the necklace, "Everyone draco Malfoy and Kryta Slyth will now dance to a song they danced to long ago," said Snape as everyone got off the dance floor.
They nodded to each other meaning they were ready to begin. The music began as they got into their dancing postions. They danced until the music ended.
"Wow," was all everyone could say to the fluid movements.
Kryta and Draco bowed once again to each other while everyone clapped. The Slytherins clapped then walked over to Draco leaving Kryta alone, until Draco took Kryta's arm and then the Slytherin cheered for Kryta as well.
"We never saw anyone dance like you two," said a Slytherin six year.
"Kryta did all the work. She is the reason it looked so good," said Draco.
"Thanks, Draco," Kryta said.
"Too bad you are in Gryffindor, Kryta. You would love Slytherin," said a Slytherin seventh year.
"I guess. The hat said I should be in Slytherin or Gryffindor," Kryta said, "It picked Gryffindor."
"What house did you want?" asked Draco.
"Either Slytherin or Gryffindor," said Kryta.
"Kryta weren't your parents in Slytherin?" asked Draco, trying to remember who her parents were.
"Yes, Draco," replied Kryta.
"Kryta, how does Draco know so much about you?" asked a Slytherin first year.
"We grew up together, until we were nine years old," said Draco.
"Those were the good old years," Kryta smirked.
"Were not. I remember getting cursed every time you came over," Draco said.
Kryta laughed, "But remember your mother always got after me for hurting her-"
Draco covered Kryta's mouth so she couldn't say anything more. Everyone looked at them, and only then did Draco with-draw his hand.
"Don't you ever say that name," Draco commanded.
"Who are you to command me, Draco Malfoy," said Kryta then whispered in his ear, "son of a deatheater."
She then walked away from him, leaving him speech-less.