CHAPTER 8-WITH YOU

"Why are we having a class in here?" Brooke asked, she was walking into the room the Goblet had previously occupied with Lee whom she had met in the hallway. The benches were all pulled out and Brooke saw there was a mixture of fourth to seventh year students.

"I'm sure we'll learn that soon, Brooke," Lee said.

"You know I'm not patient."

"That you aren't."

Brooke nudged Lee playfully with her shoulder and they both sat down together on the bench near the other sixth years. Fred and George were standing against the wall talking to Harry, Ron and Hermione. They both spotted Brooke at the same time and winked at her, she winked back then Professor McGonagall walked into the room.

"Quiet down, class," McGonagall said, and the room instantly silenced. "Now, class, it is customary during a tri-wizard tournament to hold a Yule Ball. I do expect you all to treat this event seriously and put your best foot forward, and I mean this literally, because the Yule Ball is first and foremost….a dance."

Brooke chuckled under her breath as she remembered what Bailey had said when they arrived at Hogwarts. She noticed Lee looking at her oddly.

"It's an inside joke," Brooke said.

"Obviously," Lee replied.

McGonagall pointed at Filch who was standing next to an old phonograph, he turned it on and a soft melodic song began playing.

"Do you dance?" Brooke asked Lee.

"No," answered Lee.

"Not even a little?"

"No."

Brooke laughed then turned back to McGonagall to see she was now dancing with Ron.

"How did that happened?" asked Brooke.

"I don't know, you were talking to me, remember?" Lee replied sarcastically, and Brooke nudged him with her shoulder again. McGonagall sent Ron back to his seat and Brooke had never seen him look so grateful.

"Now, boys and girls come together," McGonagall said. Brooke stood up and reached down pulling Lee with her onto the dance floor with him fighting her all the way.

"Brooke, stop, Brooke, I don't dance!" Lee complained.

"Stop whining," Brooke said, and then took Lee's hand and placed it on her hip then put her arm around his neck before slipping her other hand into Lee's free hand.

"You know how to dance?"
"What girl doesn't?"

Lee looked around the room and Brooke followed his gaze where most of the girls were leading the boys on the dance floor.

"You have a point," he said.

"Of course I do," Brooke said grinning.

"I wonder when the dance is taking place."

"Probably soon, they wouldn't be preparing us if it was too far away."

"Very nice, Ms. Cole," Professor McGonagall said nodding at her before going to Angelina and saying the same thing.

"I feel special," Brooke said.

"You should, you were about the sixth person she complemented," said Lee.

"Here, let me show you another way to dance as well."

Brooke picked up Lee's arm and wrapped them around her waist before stepping closer to him and wrapping her arms around his neck.

"This one is the one you use when you want to get close to your date," Brooke said, laughing.

"Date?" Lee said groaning. "We're going to have find dates for this dance!"
"Generally that's what you do when there is dance, yes."

"Alright, that's enough for today students," said Professor McGonagall, and Brooke backed away from Lee. She felt someone watching her and turned to see George looking between her and Lee with the strangest look on his face, when he noticed her looking he quickly looked away.

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"Brooke! Brooke!" Angelina said, practically running to Brooke and jumping up and down at the same time.

"What? What?!" Brooke asked, returning the excitement.

"Fred asked me to the Yule Ball!" Angelina cried happily, and Brooke didn't even have to fake being happy, she couldn't when Angelina was this excited.

"That is amazing, Angie!"

"I can't believe he asked me, I never thought he would!"
Angelina practically fell onto the couch next to Brooke, and Brooke set her homework aside.

"When did he ask you?"

"While we were taking a potions test."

"Leave it to Fred to ask you during a test."

"It was definitely worth it."

Brooke smiled and wrapped Angelina in a hug.

"At least you have a date, definitely one up on me," Brooke said laughing.

"Don't you worry, Brooke, you will get a date," said Angelina. "There's no way a guy would be crazy enough not to ask you."

"We'll see."

Lee came into the common room a minute later holding a box in his hands; he walked over to Brooke and handed it to her.

"I was up sending off a letter and an owl dumped this on me," Lee said, and Brooke took the package and saw it was from her parents. "I don't know how it knew I would get it to you."

"If it was my owl she knows you," Brooke said taking the package. "Thanks, Lee."

Lee turned around to go up the stairs and Brooke began to open the package pulling down the paper that was keeping whatever was inside safe.

"Brooke?" Lee asked, and Brooke turned and saw him on the stairs.

"Yeah, Lee?" asked Brooke.

"You wouldn't want to go to the dance with me, would you?"

"Are you kidding me?! I'd love to, Lee!"

"Really?"
"Yes."

"Great, okay, alright."
Lee cleared his throat then walked up the stairs and Brooke squealed happily.

"I don't have to go alone now!" she said, and Angelina laughed.

Told you you'd get a date."
"I'll never doubt you again."

Brooke returned to her package and opened it up; she looked inside and saw something gold. She pulled it out and saw it was a golden sleeveless dress; it was made of silk and looked as if it would go past her feet.

"My parents got me a dress!" Brooke exclaimed, she looked into the box and pulled out a pair of matching shoes as well. "My mom's always had better taste than me."

"Looks like we're both set for the dance," said Angelina.

"Thankfully."

Brooke put the dress back into the box before standing up and taking it into her dormitory.