After Muggle studies, Ron and Tracey combined their meeting tomorrow in the wizard's chess room as the last class of the day ends, taking their respective friends ready for the party and persuading them to go together.
In the Grinfinory Common Room Ron found Harry focused on a Defense Against the Dark Arts homework, Hermione was not around, so he felt calm as he approached and sitting in front said to the other boy:
"Hey, Harry, I'm going to give you a favor back from our fourth year, remember our problem with getting girls to attend for us at the winter ball, I think I got you a partner for Slughorn's Christmas party.
Harry raised his head from the parchment he was reading and asked with a confused face.
"What?" Ron explains it better than you said, replied the other boy.
"Harry, I'm telling you I found a partner for you," said Ron, pursing his lips slowly, mocking Harry's confusion.
"Ron, who would be the lucky girl?" said Harry, throwing a crumpled parchment over Ron's face.
"You'll find out tomorrow night when you go to the chess club."
"Why can not you tell me now?"
"Because it's a secret and you threw a parchment at me, I'm going to get some books and join you," Ron said, heading for the bedroom.
"Just do not go those feathers you bought from Fred George.
"All right," Ron said.
Daphne Greengrass can be considered a person of difficult conviviality in all aspects, in the family, her father held a middle position at the Ministry of Magic and failed to get her interested in arranged marriage to seek support to improve her father's career, the girl simply ordered the only house-elf in the family to appear with a plaque hanging around her neck named Dapnhe at the first meeting between her and the prospective future husband. Needless to say that every agreement was canceled and no one else want some conversation with the daughter of Mr. Greengrass about marriage with their children.
Already with Daphne's mother, the relationship was less troubled, but it did not cease to have its problems, Mrs. Greengrass tried to pass on the eldest daughter the work she did as dressmaker and shop owner of Twilfitt and Tatting, however, the daughter did not show the slightest talent for the job unless you consider the time she sewed the mouth of Sister Astoria, the girl spent three days at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries to be able to speak again.
With Sister Astoria, the relationship was one of closeness and friendship, but at times the two fought in a very tempestuous manner and they spent a few weeks without talking to each other. In general, it could be said that Daphne Greengrass would not be convinced to do anything easily and was a fairly determined girl
"WHAT?" said Daphne.
"Speak down, please!" The spells to keep others from hearing what we say are not so strong, Tracey said.
"What do you mean, you said I was going to Slughorn's Christmas party with someone?" retorted the other girl
"Did not say you would, said that you would meet him and decide whether or not to go, Daphne and get you out of anger at what happened to Zabini and Runcorn, try to have fun".
"And why do not you go?" Said Daphne much more calmly.
"I did not buy a clothes to go and not like I had so much money now".
"All right, Davis, I'm going to ask you what do you get with it," Daphne said, staring at her friend.
"Okay, okay, okay, Greengrass also has the question that I'll get closer to the boy's friend who I'll introduce you", said Tracey half upset.
"Who's the boy?" Dapnhe said.
"Why do not you wait until tomorrow," replied the other girl.
Daphne Greengrass withdrew her wand from her robes and walked toward Tracey Davis, who began to run.
That same night, Argus Filch hurriedly entered his office with a package, he was managing to hide the euphoria he was feeling, although what was written in the letter seemed to be a little suspicious, he could confirm or not..
Dear Mr. Filch
We know of your passion for Madam Pince, as equally passionate girls of this castle would like to help you, within this package there is a love potion that lasts twenty-four hours and instructions on how to use it, it is really safe, you can check with your Secrecy Sensors, all we want in return is not to be so strict with the students, especially those in love.
Regards,
Loving girls
Yes, the Secrecy Sensors did not show anything strange, he could use that and have a special night with Madame Pince, and who knows after he gets more of that potion, humming, he went to his meeting with the librarian.
For Hestia Carrow and Flora Carrow, who listened to the caretaker singing and leaving with the package later, that meant that their plan had been successful and that Malfoy would have a a little freer route perhaps, just like them.
Friday went smoothly to Ron, since he had nothing specific to do, besides laughing of Harry's pleas to know who the girl he could take the night, without the Quidditch training and prefect activities and the completion of the chess club preparations, he had more time to devote his homework to the practical part, yet the spells he had first learned from the first aid and kitchen books spells he had already completed, and then he went on to borrow Harry's book of potions with the notes of the Half-Blood Prince.
Harry saw no problem, but he lent her on the condition that Ron would help him practice the spells as well, since they both wanted to stay in the castle. They both thought it best to stay in the castle that Christmas, with all those attacks going on, Harry did not want to give more work to the Weasleys and the Order, and also to the ministry, as it was in the summer and perhaps inspired by Ron, decided to practice Defense against Dark Arts and the other subjects with more energy, since his ambition was to become an Auror, even if he did not yet trust the Ministry of Magic now, with prophecy and everything else saw that it should go further than the common Hogwarts curriculum. Hermione had tears in her eyes when she heard this from Harry and even forgot to look angry around Ron.
Soon after classes Harry went to the dorm and put on the most formal robes he had, he had bought new ones in the summer that were similar to the previous ones, and as soon as he arrived and the wizard chess room again asked Ron who he would find.
"Ron, tell who is it?"
"Harry, be happy to know that it's not anything close to the rumors, I mean, it's not Veela, it's not Gwenog Jones, is not it ..."
- Right! Ron, I hope you stop playing so much with your colleague's problems here, because one day you'll be just as nervous or nervous as I am, and I'll remember what you are ...
Toc, toc, toc ... a soft beat was heard in the room while Harry finished his speech.
"It must be them," Ron said, heading for the door.
"They, they, Ron, how many people are you going to accompany me ..." Harry was saying quietly and urgently, but that did not stop those on the other side from hearing.
"Just one Potter," said a girl in a tired voice.
In front of them spoke Tracey Davis in the normal school robes crumpled and had his short hair shiver, seemed to have left a meeting with the whoping willow. Giving a curt bow, the girl said,
"Potter, I'll introduce you to a young lady, Daphne Greengrass, who can accompany you tonight, if she so chooses, I'll give you a brief account of the main things characteristic of her."
- Daphne Greengrass is a very determined person in relation to anything, and ambitious in some respects for what I know, has no friends because it considers all close to her his underlings, I, for example, think that I am underling number 2 and sister Astoria is number 1 ... AGHHRRRRRR stop this Daphne. The girl had gotten unbalanced and was supported by Ron.
"Stop talking nonsense about me Davis," a voice said.
Behind her a disillusionment spell fell apart, making a girl appear in a beautiful green and black dress with a silver necklace that seemed to be two intertwined serpents, her hands were covered with green gloves, and one hand held a wand that was sparking the tip .
"Wow!" Harry said staring at her in front of him for at least thirty seconds.
"Well, very little verbalization of opinion, but you've been staring at my face longer than my breasts," Daphne said.
"Your look is very striking," said the boy after a moment.
"Acceptable, let's go Potter do not want us to delay or take too long there," said the girl putting the wand in some compartment of the skirt of the dress and holding and pulling the boy by the arm.
"Are not you going to thank your underling?" Tracey said.
With a piercing look the other girl said,
"Thank you, underling, but we'll still see how the night ends."
Draco Malfoy was in jubilation as he passed the corridors with the utmost care, today he was sure that he would make a good advance in the Vanishing Cabinet and be able to go ahead with the plan to assassinate Dumbledore, strangely, he did not have to worry about Filch , Draco could still hear the muffled voices of Filch and Madame Pince as she passed the corridor while his cat was alone outside the hall.