THE YULE BALL

The yule ball was coming up.

I had been asked to go by no less than ten idiots.

I had accepted the best invitation. That of a boy who seemed smart enough, was ok in the looks department, and seemed like less of an idiot then the others.

I had picked out a beautiful dress: black, curve fitting, and mad e me look like a women.

Now, Hermione and Ginny were helping me get ready.

I walked up to my 'date', and we entered the great hall.

Snape was there. He hidden appeared to see me.

Than he looked up and saw me.

Damn. I was hoping to have an uneventful evening.

I walked in, confidence in my stride.

We danced. Him more than me. I had brought my book. I sat down, and began to read.

My date came back, and asked me if I would like to dance, saying I looked board and alone.

We danced.

Than eh most unexpected thing happened. I stepped on Snape.

"I am sorry to break up this dance, but I must see Miss Isabel for a moment."

Damn him!

My date quickly backed away, than turned, and ran across the room. Damn him too.

Snape took hold of my hand, slid his other to my waist, and began to lead.

We dance.

I tried to escape.

I stepped on him, but that only seemed to encourage him.

After a moment of dancing, he spoke.

"Miss Isabel, do you have any feelings toward me?"

As it turned out, I did. Most were negative and had a lot to do with the word DAMN.

But some were romantic.

I stopped struggling when I came to the realization that I did have some feelings toward him.

He took my silence for rejection.

He abruptly let go of me, and strode away towards the exit with what remained of his dignity.

I sort of had to feel sorry for him.

So I followed.

When I got into the corridor, I didn't see him anywhere.

So I used another of my incredible powers.

I turned into a phoenix.

In phoenix form, I hunted him.

It didn't take long.

I found him in an empty classroom. He had put up wards, locks, alarms, but none affected me in my current form.

He was crying.

And at that moment, I completely totally fell for him.

I morphed back, which set off the numerous alarms.

He looked up at me.

I looked down at him.

He stared at me.

I stared at him.

"Why did you search for me if all you feel for me id=s hatred?"

And I did something I never thought I would do.

I kissed him.

At first he was surprised.

Then he responded, pulling me closer.

I sat next to him.

And I didn't break the kiss.