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"What are you so nervous about, Ron?" Harry asked as his best friend paced back and forth in the middle of the common room. Tonight was the Yule ball and Ron was a nervous wreck.
"What'll go wrong," he said. Harry laughed at his friend's comment. Ron was still remembering the dreadful fourth year ball.
"Ron, it's just a dance. Not your wedding," Harry smiled. "You act like it would be the end of the world."
"It will be if he's not careful," Hermione said as she descended the stairs. Ron gaped as he saw her. She was stunning but in Ron's terminology... well, let's just say he's having a hard time finding the right word.
Her hair was well done as if she had used magic to do it. It made her face look precious. She had slight make-up on and her dress robes, her dress robes hugged every contour of her body that even Ron didn't know she had. Sure she was pretty, but her never knew she was attractive.
"Ron. Close your mouth before something gets in," Ginny said as she followed Hermione down. Much to her brother's surprise, she wasn't wearing anything fancy. "Like my work?" Ron's silence was his answer.
"Ginny? You're not dressed," Harry said as he tugged at his dark green robe. Shyly, she turned away from him and sighed.
"Something came up," she said softly. When she looked at Harry she found on his face a hurt expression that just broke her heart. Before he could ask why, Professor Hart entered the room wearing his usual uniform. He looked at the expressions of his students and lifted his brow in confusion.
"Why the sad faces?" he asked then he saw Ginny look away in shame. "Something wrong?"
"I have to meet a friend," Ginny said and looked at him. "She'll get lost in the halls. She'll be visiting for a while so..."
"I'll meet her," Professor Hart said. Ginny looked up to him in joyous deliverance but she frowned when she thought that she'd be taking advantage of him. "Ginny, will you just sit here while the thought of other women trying to get SOMEONE we know in their claws and not be there to protect him?" he smiled. He suddenly waved his hands and with a bright flash Ginny was now wearing a tight lovely green dress robe with glittering laces. Her hair was done in a fashion that made her stunning.
Now Harry was sure that she was a goddess.
"Go before you're late," Professor Hart said smiling.
"But my friend," her concern was genuine that Professor Hart sighed and took her hand.
"I'll take care of her," he said. "Where would you meet her?"
"At the main lobby," Ginny sighed. "Why do I feel guilty?"
"Because you're the kindest person I have ever met," Harry said as he kissed her hand. Ginny blushed and left with Harry, his hand still held hers.
"I wonder what kind of Weasley those two would make," Ron asked as he smirked at the two.
"I'm surprised you approve," Hermione said in amazement.
"Better my best friend than someone I don't know," Ron said. "It looks like my best friends that are like family to me will be one day."
"What did you say?" Hermione asked abashed. Ron merely cleared his throat and offered his arm to her.
"Shall we?" he asked. Hermione, still slightly shaken by his words before, took his arm and they walked towards the ball.
When they left, Professor Hart just looked at where they went and sighed. He was happy for them but at the same time was kind of envious. He grasped his necklace and took a deep breath. Removing his hand from his necklace, he started for the main lobby to meet Ginny's friend.
*** *** ***
This castle is beautiful. Ginny told me that it was a school but it must be a castle in some point in time. She invited me to come.
She's nice. I liked her already after a few minutes of talk. She would come to Hogsmead and talk to me. I wish she could stay for a while. But she had things to do and the Yule ball was coming.
It was nice of her to invite me, even to see the ball from outside the doors. I missed the balls where the people were dancing and were happy just being with each other's company. She even asked me if I would join her but I stand out too much.
The blue color of my skin faded and was now as white s anyone else's. I had my hair braided in three locks with large rings tied to the ends. But it is still blue. Not that I mind, it's... unique.
I stopped in front of the main door and with a final sigh, I opened it. I was expecting Ginny to meet me but there was this young man leaning on one of the pedestals. He looked at me and smiled. His smile made me wary but serene.
"You must be Ginny's friend," he said. "My name is Leon, and I am your servant for the evening."
Lian? No, it can't be. I must not think of him for he was lost. He said Leon. I must not mistake the two.
"I am Shiva," in my confusion I gave him my pet name. Only my friends call me that. But before I could tell him my full name, he bowed and kissed my hand.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, lady Shiva," I was astounded. He made my pet name sound like royalty.
"And I to you, lord Leon," he smiled and looked at me.
"Just Leon, my lady. Shall I escort you to the ball?" I was stunned. Why would he escort me to something I am not prepared to go to?
"But..."
"Didn't lady Ginny had that in mind when she invited you?" he asked.
"She had but I was not invited because of it. I merely wanted to see a ball. It had been so long since I've been to one.
"Do you want to go?" he asked.
"I'm not invited and I have nothing to wear," I showed him my robes that Ginny found for me.
"Not a problem," he smiled. He snapped his fingers and I was blinded by a bright light.
*** *** ***
"What are you worried about?" Harry whispered in Ginny's ear as they danced to a soft tune. He had his hands around her waist while she had her arms around his neck. She loved the way they were. So close and so intimate. Neither of them paid any notice to the talk about them by the others. Hey just didn't care.
"My friend," she confessed. "I wonder if the professor is taking care of her."
"Is your friend beautiful?" he asked. Ginny looked at him almost angrily.
"Why?" she asked. She waited for an explanation before she jumped to conclusions.
"Well... Assuming that she's pretty and at the same age as the Professor. Do you think we could get them together?" Ginny smiled and leaned closer to him.
"Are you playing matchmaker, Mr. Harry Potter?" she asked playfully.
"He's lonely," his voice was suddenly sullen. "I could see it in his eyes when ever he sees us together."
"I know," Ginny sighed. "Do you think... yes he might. She's a real looker and very kind. She'd be perfect. If only I could convince her. Harry?" she noticed that he was quiet. In fact, every one was quiet. She looked at him confusingly expecting him to answer.
"I think he already did," he said. Ginny turned around to where he was looking and found the most incredible sight.
Professor Hart was wearing a formal black dress uniform. And in his arms was a lovely maiden in a blue gown waiting for the music to start.
"Shiva?" Ginny couldn't believe it. Her friend was going to dance with her teacher. It was so quiet that they could hear the rustling of the blue haired maiden's gown. With a sigh of exasperation, Professor Hart snapped his fingers and the music began. They danced the waltz as the others watched in awe.
Their movements were perfect. It seemed like it was natural for them to move in unison. Like they were one. And they seemed to respond beautifully to one another.
"Perfect," Ginny said as she smiled.
"He's happy," Harry noticed the genuine smile in his teacher's face.
"It's like they were meant for each other," Ginny took Harry's hand and squeezed it.
"Shall we join them?" before Ginny could reply, Harry pulled her to join their friends.
*** *** ***
"I had a wonderful time, Leon" Shiva smiled and curtsied. Leon shyly looked at her and kissed her hand.
The pleasure is all mine, my lady," he smiled. Harry and Ginny were with them as they said their farewells. But to them, the two didn't want to leave.
"I have to go," Shiva said but did not show that she wanted to.
"Shall I see you again?" Leon asked. Shiva gave him a peck on the cheek and walked towards Ginny. She suddenly turned and looked at him, smiling.
"I'll be at Hogsmead," she curtsied and Ginny walked her out.
"You're blushing," Ginny said when they were outside. Shiva grasped her necklace softly as she sighed. She held it near chest as she walked happily with her friend.
"Thank you Ginny," she said and looked back at the school.
"You'll see him again," the young witch assured her. "Or I'll drag him to see you in Hogsmead," they both laughed and walked silently into the night.
* *
"You're happy," Harry commented as he saw his teacher look at the blue haired maiden until she disappeared from view. Leon was holding his necklace close to him, his heart beat again as it did before.
"For the first time in years, Harry Potter, I venture blindly in an uncertain road with her," still clutching the necklace, he went back to his office.
"Everyone does for someone special to them," Harry said as he followed the professor.
Leon Hart looked back, wishing deeply that he would see her Princess again.
End of 14.
A/n: Concerning Hart's dress uniform, it's similar to Squall's seed uniform that he wore to the dance. Any questions about the story or if you have any confusions, just email me and I probably would answer. Thanks again.
"What are you so nervous about, Ron?" Harry asked as his best friend paced back and forth in the middle of the common room. Tonight was the Yule ball and Ron was a nervous wreck.
"What'll go wrong," he said. Harry laughed at his friend's comment. Ron was still remembering the dreadful fourth year ball.
"Ron, it's just a dance. Not your wedding," Harry smiled. "You act like it would be the end of the world."
"It will be if he's not careful," Hermione said as she descended the stairs. Ron gaped as he saw her. She was stunning but in Ron's terminology... well, let's just say he's having a hard time finding the right word.
Her hair was well done as if she had used magic to do it. It made her face look precious. She had slight make-up on and her dress robes, her dress robes hugged every contour of her body that even Ron didn't know she had. Sure she was pretty, but her never knew she was attractive.
"Ron. Close your mouth before something gets in," Ginny said as she followed Hermione down. Much to her brother's surprise, she wasn't wearing anything fancy. "Like my work?" Ron's silence was his answer.
"Ginny? You're not dressed," Harry said as he tugged at his dark green robe. Shyly, she turned away from him and sighed.
"Something came up," she said softly. When she looked at Harry she found on his face a hurt expression that just broke her heart. Before he could ask why, Professor Hart entered the room wearing his usual uniform. He looked at the expressions of his students and lifted his brow in confusion.
"Why the sad faces?" he asked then he saw Ginny look away in shame. "Something wrong?"
"I have to meet a friend," Ginny said and looked at him. "She'll get lost in the halls. She'll be visiting for a while so..."
"I'll meet her," Professor Hart said. Ginny looked up to him in joyous deliverance but she frowned when she thought that she'd be taking advantage of him. "Ginny, will you just sit here while the thought of other women trying to get SOMEONE we know in their claws and not be there to protect him?" he smiled. He suddenly waved his hands and with a bright flash Ginny was now wearing a tight lovely green dress robe with glittering laces. Her hair was done in a fashion that made her stunning.
Now Harry was sure that she was a goddess.
"Go before you're late," Professor Hart said smiling.
"But my friend," her concern was genuine that Professor Hart sighed and took her hand.
"I'll take care of her," he said. "Where would you meet her?"
"At the main lobby," Ginny sighed. "Why do I feel guilty?"
"Because you're the kindest person I have ever met," Harry said as he kissed her hand. Ginny blushed and left with Harry, his hand still held hers.
"I wonder what kind of Weasley those two would make," Ron asked as he smirked at the two.
"I'm surprised you approve," Hermione said in amazement.
"Better my best friend than someone I don't know," Ron said. "It looks like my best friends that are like family to me will be one day."
"What did you say?" Hermione asked abashed. Ron merely cleared his throat and offered his arm to her.
"Shall we?" he asked. Hermione, still slightly shaken by his words before, took his arm and they walked towards the ball.
When they left, Professor Hart just looked at where they went and sighed. He was happy for them but at the same time was kind of envious. He grasped his necklace and took a deep breath. Removing his hand from his necklace, he started for the main lobby to meet Ginny's friend.
*** *** ***
This castle is beautiful. Ginny told me that it was a school but it must be a castle in some point in time. She invited me to come.
She's nice. I liked her already after a few minutes of talk. She would come to Hogsmead and talk to me. I wish she could stay for a while. But she had things to do and the Yule ball was coming.
It was nice of her to invite me, even to see the ball from outside the doors. I missed the balls where the people were dancing and were happy just being with each other's company. She even asked me if I would join her but I stand out too much.
The blue color of my skin faded and was now as white s anyone else's. I had my hair braided in three locks with large rings tied to the ends. But it is still blue. Not that I mind, it's... unique.
I stopped in front of the main door and with a final sigh, I opened it. I was expecting Ginny to meet me but there was this young man leaning on one of the pedestals. He looked at me and smiled. His smile made me wary but serene.
"You must be Ginny's friend," he said. "My name is Leon, and I am your servant for the evening."
Lian? No, it can't be. I must not think of him for he was lost. He said Leon. I must not mistake the two.
"I am Shiva," in my confusion I gave him my pet name. Only my friends call me that. But before I could tell him my full name, he bowed and kissed my hand.
"It is a pleasure to meet you, lady Shiva," I was astounded. He made my pet name sound like royalty.
"And I to you, lord Leon," he smiled and looked at me.
"Just Leon, my lady. Shall I escort you to the ball?" I was stunned. Why would he escort me to something I am not prepared to go to?
"But..."
"Didn't lady Ginny had that in mind when she invited you?" he asked.
"She had but I was not invited because of it. I merely wanted to see a ball. It had been so long since I've been to one.
"Do you want to go?" he asked.
"I'm not invited and I have nothing to wear," I showed him my robes that Ginny found for me.
"Not a problem," he smiled. He snapped his fingers and I was blinded by a bright light.
*** *** ***
"What are you worried about?" Harry whispered in Ginny's ear as they danced to a soft tune. He had his hands around her waist while she had her arms around his neck. She loved the way they were. So close and so intimate. Neither of them paid any notice to the talk about them by the others. Hey just didn't care.
"My friend," she confessed. "I wonder if the professor is taking care of her."
"Is your friend beautiful?" he asked. Ginny looked at him almost angrily.
"Why?" she asked. She waited for an explanation before she jumped to conclusions.
"Well... Assuming that she's pretty and at the same age as the Professor. Do you think we could get them together?" Ginny smiled and leaned closer to him.
"Are you playing matchmaker, Mr. Harry Potter?" she asked playfully.
"He's lonely," his voice was suddenly sullen. "I could see it in his eyes when ever he sees us together."
"I know," Ginny sighed. "Do you think... yes he might. She's a real looker and very kind. She'd be perfect. If only I could convince her. Harry?" she noticed that he was quiet. In fact, every one was quiet. She looked at him confusingly expecting him to answer.
"I think he already did," he said. Ginny turned around to where he was looking and found the most incredible sight.
Professor Hart was wearing a formal black dress uniform. And in his arms was a lovely maiden in a blue gown waiting for the music to start.
"Shiva?" Ginny couldn't believe it. Her friend was going to dance with her teacher. It was so quiet that they could hear the rustling of the blue haired maiden's gown. With a sigh of exasperation, Professor Hart snapped his fingers and the music began. They danced the waltz as the others watched in awe.
Their movements were perfect. It seemed like it was natural for them to move in unison. Like they were one. And they seemed to respond beautifully to one another.
"Perfect," Ginny said as she smiled.
"He's happy," Harry noticed the genuine smile in his teacher's face.
"It's like they were meant for each other," Ginny took Harry's hand and squeezed it.
"Shall we join them?" before Ginny could reply, Harry pulled her to join their friends.
*** *** ***
"I had a wonderful time, Leon" Shiva smiled and curtsied. Leon shyly looked at her and kissed her hand.
The pleasure is all mine, my lady," he smiled. Harry and Ginny were with them as they said their farewells. But to them, the two didn't want to leave.
"I have to go," Shiva said but did not show that she wanted to.
"Shall I see you again?" Leon asked. Shiva gave him a peck on the cheek and walked towards Ginny. She suddenly turned and looked at him, smiling.
"I'll be at Hogsmead," she curtsied and Ginny walked her out.
"You're blushing," Ginny said when they were outside. Shiva grasped her necklace softly as she sighed. She held it near chest as she walked happily with her friend.
"Thank you Ginny," she said and looked back at the school.
"You'll see him again," the young witch assured her. "Or I'll drag him to see you in Hogsmead," they both laughed and walked silently into the night.
* *
"You're happy," Harry commented as he saw his teacher look at the blue haired maiden until she disappeared from view. Leon was holding his necklace close to him, his heart beat again as it did before.
"For the first time in years, Harry Potter, I venture blindly in an uncertain road with her," still clutching the necklace, he went back to his office.
"Everyone does for someone special to them," Harry said as he followed the professor.
Leon Hart looked back, wishing deeply that he would see her Princess again.
End of 14.
A/n: Concerning Hart's dress uniform, it's similar to Squall's seed uniform that he wore to the dance. Any questions about the story or if you have any confusions, just email me and I probably would answer. Thanks again.