-Yule Ball-
"You'll look beautiful in that dress Issy, trust me!" Charlie reassured the doubtful Isabella. However, she still had that unsure look glinting in her eyes. Charlie signed, "Listen, I'm the one who always hated dresses but I'm not complaining, now let Hermione fix your hair properly." Issy tried to fight back but she knew that her best friend was right. She sat still while Hermione plaited her hair elegantly to the side. When she finished, Ginny, Issy and Charlie didn't know what to say- words just couldn't describe how wonderful it looked.
"Fred's going to go in his pants all the time now" Ginny teased.
"Oh shut it Ginny will you?" Issy snapped. Once all four of them were done changing and doing all the girly stuff girls do before balls, they walked downstairs to the common room where Fred, George and Neville were already waiting.
"I guess I have to go then, see you later!" Hermione said rushing out of the portrait hole.
"I wonder who she's going with" Ginny commented. Fred stared at Issy as if she was the first girl he ever saw on earth. Charlie just casually walked up to George, making bets whether or not they're going to get lucky tonight.
"Shall we go then?" Neville asked, since everyone was already leaving the common room, making them the last ones to come out. They made it to the great hall which was decorated in the most beautiful Christmas lights they have ever seen. Isabella's eyes glittered as the reflection of the real fairies in the Christmas tree bounced off her large purple eyes.
"I didn't think I'd see you here- you were supposed to be in detention, River" said a very annoying voice somewhere behind Issy.
"Please, Malfoy. It's Christmas, have a break from torturing us and go fist yourself or something." Charlie pleaded, obviously looking bored and annoyed at the amount of times they had I deal with him. He turned as red as the Weasley's hair and stormed off without another word.
"Well, that was quick." Ginny chipped happily, holding Neville's arm as they stepped onto the stage. The 2 pairs followed behind them. They danced through nearly the whole night until Issy heard a loud crash.
"What was that?" she asked Fred, who looked a little taken aback by her sudden jump.
"What was what?" he replied, not really sure what she was talking about.
"That crash- it was really loud, you must have heard it!" she explained but the confused look on Fred's face told her he didn't believe her.
"You're just tired, maybe you should go to bed...?" he suggested with a wink. Isabella gazed into his eyes, trying to work out what he was thinking about.