"You ready, Freddie?" I asked as we walked down the steps leading down to the Great Hall. He laughed and straightened out his robes
"Shouldn't I be saying that to you? After all, you're the one who's going on a date with a
Veela." I gave him a little shove and looked around. Hermione came down the stairs behind up. I have to admit, she did look prettier than usual. She came over to us, all jittery and excited
"Ooh George, good you're here. She's on her wa-" she looked at the stairs and huffed. She got to the top and rolled her eyes talking to someone hidden by the wall. "Come on! You don't have a reason!" she grabbed someone's hand and pulled the person into view.
Evelyn walked down the stairs looking at the floor. She wore a sparkling gold strapless dress that flowed all the way down to her feet. Her shoes, from what was visible, were heels a couple inches high. Her hair was let down out of the bun. Her long, black hair fell down to her waist. As she walked, she twirled a small bit of hair between her fingers. With her hair down, her eyes looked almost twice their normal size, or maybe she was doing that because she was obviously nervous. She walked over to me and smiled shyly.
"Hi." She said quietly
"Hi." I responded quiet shyly myself
"Doesn't she look amazing!" Hermione said putting her hands on her shoulders. Evelyn looked at her, trying to glare. She opened her mouth to say something, but Hermione stopped her, "Oh, sorry guys, I gotta go!" she ran off next to Victor Krum. Fred and Angelina walked into the Great Hall, leaving the two of us alone
"Well you do." I said
"Do what?" she asked quickly
"Look beautiful. Come on." I held out my arm, she took it and we walked into the Great Hall. As we walked into the Great Hall she rested her head on my shoulder
…
We spent hours on end dancing together. We eventually sat down so she could take her shoes off for a little while. Ronniekins and Harry were sitting in the back, looking as if they would rather be dead then to be at the Ball. I met her twin, Summer. The two of them really did look alike. Even more than Fred and I. with Fred and I, at least we're not the same height, but they are. Summer left to go dance with Oliver Wood. Evelyn caught Harry and Ronnie out of the corner of her eye.
"Oh, that's so sad. The two boys sitting all alone. And the redheaded one looks frightful." She sighed and rested her head on my shoulder
"You know, the redheaded one is my brother." She looked at me with wide eyes. She immediately blushed as hard as she could
"Oh my goodness, I am so sorry!" she started panicking and I laughed
"No, it's ok. You're right." She looked at them
"I'll be right back." She stood up and walked over to the two boys. I ran after her and caught up as she was talking to them, "You know, boys, you're not going to get a pretty girl to dance with you just sitting and moping around." She flipped her long black hair behind her shoulder. "And if you can't get a pretty girl, you sure as hell can't get a Veela like me." She flashed a dazzling smile
"George, what are you doing here?" Ron asked with a sneer, I waved him off, "And… who are you?" he asked Evelyn
"Evelyn Martens, and you just missed you chance." She smiled again
"Oh… ok?" Harry said, glancing at Ron out of the corner of his eye
"Now boys," I said, "Lay off my date." I put an arm around her waist
"Wow, George, you landed a Veela?" Ron asked. Evelyn rolled her eyes and punched him in the chest. He gasped for air as all of us laughed. Evelyn tried not to snicker.
"Come on, let's go dance again." I led her to the dance floor, which was now only holding several people. A few minutes later we saw Hermione storming out of the Great Hall, followed by Harry and Ron.
"Oh… I hope she's ok. Should I go check on her?" I shook my head
"No, when I'm heading back, just come with me. You can check on her then. And besides, she probably wants to be alone for a little while. That's what I'd want if I were upset." She smiled
"George, you're so sensitive." I kissed her forehead, making her blush. She rested her head on my chest. "You know, guys don't think girls like it when their sensitive. But they're wrong."
"Yeah, guys always try so hard to act tough to get a girl. But it's a hopeless cause with an approach like that. Oh and hey, there's a Quiditch game in a couple of days, wanna come?"
"Sure, where should I meet you." I laughed, "What?"
"I can't meet you, I'm playing." She blushed and looked down, "Don't be embarrassed." I put a finger under her chin and pulled her head up.
I slowly and carefully pressed my lips on hers. She took a bit to respond, but she eventually kissed me back and wrapped her arms around my neck. I could feel the entire room looking at us. Across the room, Summer was giddy with joy, jumping and squealing.
After awhile we walked back to the common room. We took our time, taking the long way back. When we got to the portrait, we stopped and kissed for a little while. The common room was dead empty, just us. She clearly felt weird being in there. So I showed her Hermione's room and she went in. I caught a glimpse of her, still in her dress, sitting at her desk, crying. Evelyn hugged her and slowly closed the door, smiling at me before she did. I ran into my room and grabbed Fred by the shoulders
"Bloody fucking hell!" I screamed
"What? What happened?' he said pushing my hands off him
"I think I'm falling in love with this girl, Evelyn. I'm mad about her!"
"Ok Georga." He rolled his eyes. I threw a pillow at him
"Shut up."