It had been three weeks since we went dress shopping. The big Halloween dance was tonight. Hermione did my hair, it was straight with some pins to keep it out of my face. I put on a light purple eyeshadow to match the lavender trim I added.
"Come one Hayleigh, the guys are waiting for us."
Hermione was going to the dance with Harry, since neither of them could find a date. If she couldn't find a date I wouldn't stand a chance, if I hadn't been forced to go with Oliver. She went down and I just stood at the top of the stairs.
"Hayleigh Joe Tucker get your butt down here now! Oops.." she yelled.
I walked down and everyone's jaw dropped. (Just so you know it was Harry, Oliver, Fred, George, and Ron.)
"Thanks Hermione...umm guys?" I said waving my hands in their faces, they all seemed to snap out of it.
"Hayleigh Joe?" Fred asked.
"I'll kick your ass here and now, me being in a dress won't save you."
"Sorry Hayles." he said quickly.
"You look great." Oliver finally said.
"Oh my God! Was that a compliment?"
"George said we had to be nice."
"I don't believe that was a part of the deal."
"Good point. Let's go."
We walked through the doors of the Great Hall. Well the easy part's over. A song came on that I knew so I turned to Oliver.
"Shall we get this over with?"
"Yes."
We moved out to the dance floor and he put his hands on my waist, and mine were around his neck. We started dancing to Reba McEntire's Till You Love Me
The sunlight the moonlight
Are beyond my control
And there are stars in the heavens
That I'll never hold
But if dreams give you power
Then I'm strong enough
To offer my heart
And never give up
Till you love me
Till you love me
When the song ended we didn't let go. We were looking deep into each other's eyes. And much to my dismay I realized that I was falling for Oliver Wood.
"I can't do this. I'm sorry." I ran, as fast as my heals would let me, straight to the Astronomy tower. I always came here to think. No, this couldn't be happening again. I collapsed and started crying, not even trying to hide it when I heard him sit down beside me. I couldn't, no wouldn't, fall in love again.
Oliver put his arms around me and didn't say anything, which I was thankful for. I had never cried infront of anyone but Harleigh and Hermione and I wasn't proud of it. After a few minutes the tears stopped and I wiped my eyes.
"Thank you." I said breaking the silence.
"For what?"
"Not taking advantage of this to joke me."
"Now that I think about it...I still wouldn't. Hayleigh I can see you're really upset and I wouldn't do that to anyone."
"Thanks Oliver, maybe you're not such a jerk after all...I take that back, maybe you're not such a jerk all the time."
"Good enough for me. So do you want to tell me what's got you so upset?"
"Scott Westley."
(A/N: This chapter's song inspired title is by Reba McEntire!)