Chapter Two – The Dance

Ever since that Monday at the lake, Ginny had been the happiest she could ever remember being. Ginny and Harry were the perfect couple in front of others, but when alone, Harry sometimes acted strange around her. At the beginning it was cute that he was so protective of her, but after four weeks of constant protection she was starting to think that Harry was paranoid.

One more day until the dance. Ginny knew deep down that after the dance, she would be able to terminate her relationship with Harry. He was a great guy, but she wanted to live her own life and thought that if Harry didn't understand that then they were done.

Ginny crawled into bed at 11:30 after figuring out how she was to break off her relationship as Harry's girl friend and become his friend again. Ginny was going to tell him he was a great guy but not the right one for her. The plan was perfect what could go wrong? With that last thought she slipped into a deep sleep.

It was the night of the dance and Ginny was getting nervous. She knew that after the dance she would casually tell Harry about her feelings and would be able to breath freely again.

As she put on her dress she looked at her perfect body and tried to find something that wasn't just right. Her dress was a very nice color of blue, very light, but not a baby blue. Diamonds were sprinkled along the top of her dress and hugged to her frame. Her sleeves, along with the bottom of her dress were a silvery clear, making it look like flowing water. Her dress assented her eyes, making them shine brightly.

Her shoes were glass just like Cinderella's but had a spell on them that were to hold them in place. They also had a spell to keep her feet from getting sore and tired. To top off her outfit, she put on her diamond earrings and a matching necklace that had been a gift from Harry. At first she had told him that she couldn't take them, but after some insisting from Harry, she accepted.

The clock chimed 7:00 pm and Ginny walked down the stairs to find Harry waiting for her at the bottom.

"You look gorgeous." Harry said in awe.

"You look smashing too Harry."

Harry had gone all out for this dance, having bought a new tuxedo, very nice Gryffindor tie, and very shiny black shoe. It was obvious that he had been trying to get his hair to lie down, but this imperfection made him seem more human and friendly.

"Shall we?" Harry asked while extending his hand.

"We shall." Ginny replied while accepting his hand and walking out of the portrait hole.

On their way to the main hall, Ginny thought about the time that she would have to tell Harry about the split. When she saw him looking at her out of the corner of his eyes, she felt her stomach clench, knowing that telling him it was over wasn't going to be easy.

The main hall was lovely. A band was setting up the stage and taking to fans. Ginny loved the Weird Sister because their music was awesome. Students were filling in and gasps could be heard from the girls. Harry was saying something to her, but she didn't understand, her mind was thinking about later.

"Ginny, were you listening?" Harry asked with an edge to his voice.

"I'm so sorry Harry, I was admiring the decorations. What were you saying?"

"I was asking you if you would like to dance."

Ginny looked toward the floor and noticed that couples were already there, their outfits creating colorful swirls. Ginny nodded her head as they walked towards the dancing area.

Hours later the dance was almost over. With two songs left Ginny asked Harry to sit and talk. While at the table, Neville came over to Ginny and asked for a dance. As Ginny stood up to dance, Harry grabbed her wrist and said in a deadly whisper, "You aren't going to dance with him."

"But he asked me to. I've only danced with you all night long; you cannot hog me. If I want to dance with Neville I will." Ginny said as her temper started to rise.

"No you wont. You are my girlfriend. MINE!" Harry roared. He yelled so loud that the band stopped playing and everyone turned around to stare at them.

"We need to talk." Ginny said in a dangerous tone.

"Lets go then, I don't have all night."

With that the two left the dance and walked to a deserted room. Now was the best time to tell him it was done with. Now she had a really good excuse.