A/N: I think I'm going crazy.

Dance, Dance
We're falling apart to half time
Dance, Dance
And these are the lives you love to lead
Dance this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me

-Fall Out Boy. Song: Dance, Dance

Blue Roses.

Chapter twenty-one: Dance with me.

"But honey, the Yule Ball's tomorrow!" Chad whined as Skye placed another slice of cheesecake onto her dinner plate. "That is going to go straight to your thighs!"

"I'm not trying to impress anyone!" Chad raised one eyebrow, giving Skye a skeptical look. "Oh, stop it. Well, I'm not going to starve myself to do it. I don't even know what I'm going to wear, or what I'm going to do with my hair, or makeup...not like it matters, he's already attracted to Cho..."

"I have an idea! I think I should make you up!"

"Really?"

"I promise, I won't do anything stupid. I think I'm fashionable enough to make you look so gorgeous, the men will be dropping on their faces!"

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The night of the Yule Ball rolled around, and Skye was sitting on Chad's bed, makeup splayed around her, dresses askew on the floor, as he paced, occasionally giving her a glance and nodding, or frowning, before continuing to pace.

"That one," he said, pointing to a floor-length charcoal dress. "Try it on."

Skye slipped out of her clothes and into the dress, Chad making a tutting sound as she did this.

"It won't do, it washes you out, and makes you look fat. Next!"

Skye rolled her eyes and picked up a green dress, but before she had even attempted putting it on Chad interrupted her with a "Next!"

She held up a short white dress, but Chad just shook his head. Dress after dress, color after color, cut after cut.

Skye dug deep down into her pile, pulling out a canary yellow dress.

"Come on, Skye, I'm getting desperate!"

And then Chad saw the dress.

It was strapless and low in the back; it cut off just above her ankles in the front but trailed behind her in the back. It was a deep shade of violet that complimented and brought out her eyes perfectly.

"That one!" he said, excitedly, bouncing on the balls of his feet. "That's the one!"

He paired it with a pair of light purple open-toed heels that had ribbons that strapped up her legs.

"Oh, darling you look perfect! Now, accessories and hair and you will have them on their feet!"

After some trial and error, Skye finally completed the look. She had her hair blonde, shoulder-length and wavy; half-pulled up with side-swept straightened bangs. She had smokey eyeshadow on and had layer upon layer of mascara to make her eyes really pop. She had a tinge of blush and light pink lip gloss on. Her bare neckline was accentuated with a teardrop-shaped diamond necklace she had received from Cedric on their third anniversary. She also had a silver bracelet and ring on that matched her long dangling silver earrings.

"You...look...fabulous!" Chad stammered. Skye gave a twirl, and Chad gave her a skeptical look. "Did you emphasize your butt?"

"No..." Skye said sarcastically, rolling her eyes. "And what about you? What are you going to wear?"

"Oh, I'm not going too fancy; white dress robes, black shirt underneath, white bow tie. I thought it would be cute if I went opposite to Lee!

"That is cute!"

"Skye! George is waiting!" Casey called from the landing of the boys' dormitories.

"I'll be right there!"

Skye looked at Chad, who smiled to her. "This is it. This is your moment. Go and get him!"

Skye smiled back at him, giving him a quick hug before walking down the stairs slowly for dramatic effect.

"Oh...wow..." George stammered, as he saw her walking down the stairs, a large smile on her face at seeing his jaw reach the floor.

"How do I look?" Skye asked, giving a quick spin so the dress flowed out slightly.

"Fan...amaze...wow."

"Thanks," Skye gave George a big hug, which he returned in shock. "Shall we get going?"

George nodded stupidly as they left the Hufflepuff common room arm-in-arm. They didn't meet anyone in the corridor that lead to the Great Hall.

"Here, let me," George offered, opening the door to the Hall for Skye.

There was only about 100 students in the Hall who were mumbling among themselves. All of them went silent when Skye entered the room; she was a show-stopper.

"Wow," she heard a voice mutter. There was an awkward silence as she took George by the arm and lead him to a table; he stared at her butt the entire time. Slowly, the room began talking again.

"Why are they staring at me?" she whispered to him.

"Oh, I don't know," George said sarcastically, "maybe because you look like a movie star!"

They both ordered Butterbeer from the waiter and by the time they had finished their second glasses, the Ball was about to begin. They stood up together and people separated so the two could stand in the front, watching the champions enter.

The doors from the Entrance Hall opened and, one by one, the champions entered. First was Viktor Krum, a beautiful yet unfamiliar girl at his arm, with Viktor in long dress robes of fir. He stared down at the girl and smiled lightly at her, and she gave him a goofy grin back. The next to enter was Fleur Delacour, who had Roger Davies on his arm who stared at her every move as she flounced in all of her beauty to the front, her head high. Next was, with a shiver from Skye, Cedric. He was wearing simple black dress robes and Cho was clutching onto his arm, a vision in white in a short kimono. Cedric looked over at Skye and his jaw dropped as their eyes met. Skye reluctantly looked away and at Georges face, clutching his arm tighter as she smiled at him. Cedric passed and her shoulders sunk as she looked down at her feet and shuffled them on the floor. She didn't even acknowledge Harry's passing as he stared at her, unsure on where her unseen beauty had sprouted from.

"Hey, bro!" Fred said from behind them, causing George to jump. "Nice catch you got there."

George leaned in to Fred and whispered, "no kidding." he leaned back and gave Angelina a quick look up and down. "You didn't do so bad yourself!"

Fred roughly pulled Angelina towards him. "I know. Hey, Angie, wanna dance?"

Angelina nodded and the two of them disappeared to the dance floor, George taking Skye to the floor as they danced as well.

The two of them spun recklessly, not caring about what others thought of them. They bumped into Fred and Angelina a few times before it became a bit of a battle. The other students had cleared room for the couples as they danced madly like there was no tomorrow.

After about three songs, Skye asked George if they could take a breather.

"Sure, just wait here, I have an idea."

George walked over to the table where Cho was sitting alone because Cedric had went to dance with Fleur. Skye watched as George chatted up Cho for a second before leaving for the bar and coming back with a drink in his hand for Cho. She took a large swig of it and screamed as large red blemishes began springing up all over her body. She stood up quickly and ran out of the Great Hall, crying, her wide sleeves flowing behind her. George walked back to Skye's table with his chest puffed out and, when he sat back down, the two began laughing loudly.

"That was brilliant!" Skye said. "What was it?"

"Oh, something I picked up in Herbology. She won't be better for a few days."

"Now she looks as ugly on the outside as she is on the inside!"

The two of them laughed before returning to the dance floor for some more crazy dancing.

After a few songs passed, Skye felt a tap on her shoulder and turned quickly.

"Excuse me, but I just wanted to say you look...beautiful...tonight. My date and I would like to invite you to ze New Year party in our carriage?"

Skye couldn't believe her eyes. It was Fleur giving her a compliment!

"Thank you so much, I would love to go!"

"We are meeting there at ten, so I will be pleased to see you there. What is your name?"

"Skye Cunningham," she said, sticking out her hand.

"And I'm sure you ave figured that I am Fleur?"

"Yes, and it's a pleasure to meet you."

"I must go. I hope to see you there!"

Skye waved at her before turning back around to face George.

"Why couldn't you get me a dance with her?" he whined.

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Skye lay down on her bed at about two in the morning, when most of the festivities had finally finished. She closed her eyes and only saw blurred visions of people dancing as she felt her head pound from her developed headache from all the dancing. She rubbed her temples and decided to undress quietly to prevent waking up everyone.

Once she had taken off the dress, she lay in her bed, staring at the sheet strung over her bed. She sighed as she remembered how great Cedric had looked tonight without even trying. She sighed. It had almost been a month that they had been apart, and she thought it would kill her to be apart from him any longer. She just missed him so much...

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A/N: Shitty chapter. Shitty ending. Er...keep reading, though. I promise good things in the future.