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I am going to try to slow things down from now on in this story and I hope this story gets better because it is one of my favourites. Thank you again to everyone who offfered their advice and suggestions they will be taken into consideration.

Chapter 9 - The Ball - Part One.

When they entered the Great Hall it was decorated appropriately fro Christmas, there was a huge tree in the corner decorated with balls in the colours of the houses; red, green, blue and yellow.

'It looks great,' Lily told Frank.

'Just like you,' he smiled at her.

'Thank you.'

James made vomiting actions behind her and Sirius laughed.

Lily turned around, 'what is so funny?' she snapped.

'Nothing,' said Sirius quickly, and a little too quickly for her liking.

'I want to dance, James. Come on,' moaned Chloe.

'If we must,' he said, grabbing her arm and pulling her onto the dance floor, where a lot of couples were currently dancing.

'Let's join them,' Emma demanded and Sirius was forced to dance next to James and Chloe. 'There,' she said, 'isn't this nice?'

'Lovely,' he said bitterly.

'I know, I told you it would be nice,' she said, not noticing his sarcasm.

James chuckled and looked at Chloe, who was looking at her feet, trying to work out what step was next. She wasn't very good at dancing.

'Don't worry yourself,' said James comfortingly. 'We can dance badly together.'

She laughed at his joke and stopped looking at her feet, instead she focused her attention on making conversation with James, who looked awkward and was trying very hard not to keep staring at Lily.

'. . . and I have a sister named Petunia,' Lily told Frank. She was so glad he had asked her because he was so gentleman like and he was interested in her life.

'Do you have any siblings?' she asked him.

'No, I'm an only child,' he said. 'But I would have loved to have a brother who I could play with and things like that. Or even a sister who I could confide my secrets in and simple things like that. It would be nice to have someone at home who I could tell everything to. I guess that's why my parents and I are so close,' he said.

She loved the fact that he was telling her everything and anything so they weren't bored out of their minds trying to think up conversation.

'Well sometimes you wouldn't want to have a sibling, trust me. But there are good sides,' she said. Not really wanting him to know that most siblings are at each other's throats and always fighting.

'What do your parents do?' he asked.

'They are both muggles, so they have muggle jobs. But my dad works in the post office and my mum is a drug and alcohol councilor,' she said.

'What's a post officer?'

'It's kind of like an owl,' she laughed. 'But they do everyone's post in one certain area,' she explained.

'Oh, I see,' he said. 'You're good at explaining things.'

'No,' Lily argued. 'I think I just picked the right words. I'm not usually that good.'

He laughed and they fell into a comfortable silence where they just concentrated on dancing and listening to the music.

Hannah and Remus were having a good time. He was making her laugh by telling her about some of the pranks the Marauders did, the ones she hadn't heard.

She was laughing from them and occasionally she would say things like, 'that's so funny' or 'how brave.'

Both of them were good dancers and together they made an excellent pair. Lot's of people who were sitting down found themselves staring at them and wondering if they would ever see such a well matched pair again.

On the other side of the room were Isy and Steven, in a completely different situation. Although they seemed romantic and a wonderful couple, they were in silence and looking at the other couples around them dance happily, wishing that's what they were like.

They had both run out of things to say and comment on about fifteen minutes ago, so Steven kept commenting on how nice she looked and she would say 'you look good to,' back to him.

'Look, Isy, I think you're a wonderful girl . . . but –'

'You don't think this is working out?' Isy offered. Making it perfectly clear that she wasn't the least bit surprised or upset, and it shocked him a little.

'Oh, umm, yeah, I suppose that's what I was going to say,' he said uneasily.

'Shall we have one more dance?' she asked.

'I think that would be nice,' he said, regaining his composure.