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Fynn adjusted rather well to life at Hogwarts. She became very close with Lily, Remus, a first year named Bill Weasley, and tolerated Sirius and James. (Which was more than Lily did.) It was a few days before Halloween that Dumbledore announced that they would be holding a Halloween costume ball. He said that everyone with permission would go to Hogsmeade to purchase costumes. Unfortunately, Fynn had nothing of the sort.
"Maybe you should go talk to Dumbledore." Remus suggested. It was the morning of the Hogsmeade trip.
"No."
"Oh come on, Fynn. You've got to talk to SOME people." Lily said exasperatedly.
"I will be fine. I'll find something I can wear to the bloody ball." Once she had been around the school for a few weeks, Fynn was beginning to use more regular English, and some words she had learned from Aldir previously.
Lily shrugged. "Suit yourself." She and Remus walked towards a group of their other friends.
As he walked by, Sirius called over to her, "Don't worry Ty, I'll bring you back a butterbeer."
She raised her eyebrows at the nickname. "Will you now?"
He turned back towards her, "Of course." He flashed a smile at her. "I could never forger the prettiest girl at Hogwarts."
"Especially since she can kick your butt at anything, right Sirius?" Lily asked smirking.
"That hurt, Evans, that hurt bad." Sirius clutched his heart.
Lily snorted and turned back to Allison.
"You're going to miss the carriages Sirius." Fynn pointed out.
"I don't need the carriages to get to Hogsmeade." Sirius said dashingly. "I could even get you to Hogsmeade."
"I'd rather not try to fit behind the hag statue, Sirius, but thank you for thinking of me." She said sarcastically. She turned away and went back up to Gryffindor tower to find a costume, leaving a VERY startled Sirius standing there.
When she entered the dorm, Bade looked up at her.
"What do you think I should wear to the ball tonight Bane?" Fynn asked.
"I think that you should wear this." A deep voice said from behind her.
She turned and her eyes lit up. "NAMIR!" She ran and hugged the tall man. He laughed and hugged her back. "What are you DOING here?"
"I've come to visit you! And to bring you this." He reached behind him and picked up a green dress. "It's for your ball."
"How long can you stay?" Fynn asked.
"Only for a few minutes. I will come back on your holiday." Namir answered.
Fynn nodded. "Everything is well? How is my Shadow?"
Namir laughed, "Hai, everything is fine. He misses you. How goes it with you? Have you told them?"
Fynn shook her head, "No, it is best to wait."
"As you wish. I must leave now, my Fynn. I will see you soon." He kissed her forehead gently and was gone.
Fynn sighed. She looked at the clock on the wall. It was time for her to get ready for the ball. She put on the green dress and the golden circlet with it. The dress itself was stunning. It was fairly low-cut, with long, flowing sleeves that hung off shoulder. The dress flared out at the waist to rest on the floor. It was embroidered around the top and the edges of the sleeves, which nearly touched the floor. She let her lair down and braided a portion of it back on each side, connecting the two braids in the back. She put the circlet on her head, and her pointed ears and a green mask completed the 'costume'. She hurried downstairs and out of the common room so that she would not be there when Lily and the others returned.
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About an hour later, Lily emerged from her dorm in an angel costume. It was long and flowing in a bright white, and a golden halo floated above her head. James, sitting on a couch in a quiddich uniform, lat his jaw drop. Lily had consented to go to the ball with him after a bit of bugging from him, Sirius, and Fynn. ('I'm tired of hearing you/him talk about him/you in your/his sleep')
Remus elbowed him in the ribs and James stood up. He held out his arm for Lily, saying, "Come my fair angel, we go to the ball."
"Stop that. Unless you want me to hurt you." Lily said.
"Stopped."
They made their way down to the Great Hall. Sirius had already left with his date, a blond air-headed Gryffindor, and Lily had suspected that Fynn would go down before they got back. When they got inside the hall, they found that Hagrid had outdone himself this year. The pumpkins were the biggest they remembered seeing, and the candles seemed to burn with vigor. There were already a fair number of students present, all with masks over their eyes and nose.
"There's Sirius." James said, pointing. Sirius looked very handsome, with a medieval knight's costume on. He had a long tunic with a white tree on the chest. A sword was belted at his waist, and a black mask was on his face. He was dancing with a veela (--0).
"How appropriate." Lily said dryly.
"Who's that?!" James asked, pointing to a girl with long black hair and a long green dress. "Is it Fynn?"
"No, it couldn't be. She would never wear something like that." Lily replied.
James shrugged. "Would you care to dance?"
Lily nodded, smiling.
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Sirius sighed as he danced with . . . . 'Damn, what was he name again?'. He couldn't remember why he had asked her out, and lost even that oh so very strong train of thought when he caught sight of the girl standing on the edge of the dance floor. Her green eyes captivated him from across the room. (A/N: Isn't captivated a cool word?) The way she bit her lip in nervousness made him smile. The green dress looked stunning on her. Sirius Black was quite sure he was in love, the only problem was, he had no clue who she was.
He excused himself from his dancing partner and walked over to the mystery girl. She knew he was coming and knew who he was. "Hello Sirius."
Sirius was startled that she knew his name, but all the girls in the school knew his name as well as his face; that he had a mask would not be much different.
"Hello. Have I ever had the pleasure of meeting you?" Sirius asked.
"Once or twice." She replied.
"I see, and would you care to remind me of any of these?"
"No."
"Oh well, then. Would you like to dance?" When she hesitated, he grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the dance floor. Much to his surprise, Sirius stepped on her foot (HARD) during just the first dance.
She bit back a curse as his foot came down hard on hers.
"Oh, I'm so sorry. Are you hurt?" Sirius asked.
"No, of course," She stumbled, ". . . not."
"Come on then." Sirius pulled her off of the dance floor and over near one of the big windows that opened on one side into balconies. They walked out onto one of these and Sirius instructed her to take her shoe off.
"No."
"What?"
"I said no, I am not taking my shoe off."
"Why?" Sirius was puzzled as to why she was objecting.
"Because."
"Fine." Sirius had no idea what was with this girl.
"Fine!"
They both turned away from each other. They were leaning against the balcony next to each other. Suddenly they both turned to the other . . . . . . and hit their heads.
"Owww."
"Bloody hell!"
Both started to laugh.
"So may I have the name of the girl who I've now stepped on and bumped heads with?" Sirius asked lightly.
She hesitated a moment. (A/N: I just realized that in the last chapter I had the wolf's name as 'Bane' when it should have been 'Bade' I'm sorry --0 It's really Bade)
"Bane."
"Bane . . . . it suits you." His voice had dropped to near a whisper and their faces were moving closer together . . .
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Does anybody need fire starters? Because there's enough fluff in this chapter for 50 of them! Hehe j/k. Anyways, what do you think???? And sorry about the bane/Bade thing. R/R