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Chapter Twenty-Two: Ministry Balls

Rhys' POV

I sat on Dominic and James' couch in formal black dress robes scowling. James was tying Dominic's tie. Even though I'm glad to be back, I can't help being jealous of Dom. He's my little brother and my best friend. I can't imagine growing up without him, but I'm still jealous, he has James. I'm still single, and Grandma Molly is still on the rampage to set me up.

"Come one Rhys it won't be that bad." James tried to prompt me on to be more excited about the dance, I just huffed,

"Grandma Molly is looking for any excuse to get me married." Dom rolled his dark brown eyes kissing James on the cheek in praise for fixing his tie,

"Grandma Molly is crazy." He said causing me to chuckle knowing he was right, "Besides, maybe you'll meet the girl of your dreams." I rolled my eyes standing up,

"Whatever, Dom." I mocked my little brother who has this adorable love stricken grin on his face as James leans into his touches. I followed them through the floo to the ministry. It wasn't hard to know where we were supposed to go, The Potters, Weasleys, and Blacks had the largest table of all. We all joined our parents and siblings, Ana was sitting with the Longbottom family since she was the date for Ian, Tessa was seated at the same table side by side with Cal. Zoe was seated next to Albus whom was beaming happily. I felt stupid being the only member of our family without a date. Even Lilly whom had just turned fifteen was here with seventeen year old Scorpius Malfoy. Mum hugged me smiling, Grandma Molly scowled,

"Rhys, why don't you have a date?" I shrugged my shoulders,

"Didn't have anyone to ask." I told her, Mum sent Grandma Molly and irritated glare,

"Didn't you just came back from Forks?" She questioned further,

"Rhys spent all his time working while there." She told Grandma Molly who just huffed, I shrugged again,

"It will happen when it happens." I told my Grandma trying to ignore her, Mione and Jake just smiled at me,

"Did you enjoy La Push?" Jake asked, I nodded slowly, "That's good." I nodded again, noticing a flash of blonde across the room. She was seated at the table with the Malfoys, I saw Lilly sitting smiling broadly looking at Scorpius, then I noticed someone else, a beautiful blonde girl with loose blonde curls. I smiled blushing. Suddenly I wondered if I had imprinted, because I had this need to be next to each other, to kill the dark haired guy flirting with her. I felt myself drowning in her storm tossed blue eyes when she looked across the room at me. She smiled sweetly at me before looking down at me. I felt myself yanked back to earth by a sharp kick under the table, James was smirking at me,

"Picea Malfoy, seventeen, just graduated from Hogwarts, Slytherin." He told me slyly, "No significant other of any kind wants to take a year off before going back to the University." I smiled at James thanking him silently. Grandma Molly just looked around wondering what had just happened, but Jake, Dom, Sean, and Vice all new. Manda smiled at me sweetly holding Vice's hand. She had just been changed and looked more beautiful than ever.

"She thinks you're cute, and hopes you ask her to dance." She whispered reveling in her new-found power of mind reading. I blushed,

"What's going on?" Grandma Molly demanded to know, Mum just brushed her off happy to keep mum in the dark about our Quilltite secrets,

"Oh, nothing." She said brushing her off without a care in the world, dinner was quiet just mostly talking and speeches. Finally it was time for dancing. Picea and I had eyed each other all through dinner and speeches. James kept elbowing me as the dances started; I had already skipped three chances to go ask her once I saw her dancing with the dark haired boy.

"Go ask her." He insisted I shook my head no. Manda glared at me, "I'd want Vice to interrupt, go." She prompted pushing me out of my chair. I glared at her, walking towards her on the dance floor. I walked up to her, she smiled and I tapped the other man's shoulder,

"May I cut in?" I asked gentlemanly ignoring my inner wolf's urge to rip him to shreds. He stuck his nose up to me, I recognized him as Marcus Flint the second, we had graduated together,

"The Lady has a partner already, no need for her to dance with a mutt such as yourself." He insulted me; I kept my head high and smiled at Picea,

"How about we ask the Lady then," I turned to face her, "May I have this dance?" I asked in a way that would make my mother proud to call me her son. She smiled brightly removing herself from Flint's grip,

"You may." I smiled, my inner wolf cheering as Flint stormed off in a huff. From close up I was entraced by Picea Malfoy, presumably the of the two Malfoy children. She is breath taking up close. Her blonde curls sat playfully, her hair was sunny blonde and at the places her hair curled the shadows of her hair was red. Her stormy blue eyes had flecks of sapphire blues as well as baby blues. Her lips were soft and pink, but not glossed. She's absolutely stunning.

"I'm Picea Malfoy." She introduced herself as we danced in a waltz slowly, he voice is soft and smooth, like melted chocolate, it's also comforting like a warm breeze, she smells strongly of vanilla and subtly of roses.

"I'm Rhys Weasley." I was sure my last name could possibly scare her off from me; she is after all a Malfoy and I a Weasley,

"I know, I've had a crush on you for years. Pitifully so, I had such a huge crush on you that I avoided you." I was shocked, is this how I had gone so long without imprinting?

"Why did you avoid me?" I asked curious, she blushed softly smiling,

"I'm a Malfoy, you are a Weasley, it wouldn't work out." I smiled down at her now wondering how I could have lived before her,

"Why not?" I asked softly in the moment, she looked up at me sweetly her eyes shining a bright happy blue now."

"A fish may love a bird, but where would they live?" she asked poetically, I smiled twirling her slowly in the move of the waltz,

"I could give you wings." I whispered holding her close. She smiled up at me and I smiled back, "Can I take you out on a date?" I asked, she nodded as the dance came to an end, melting into the next dance, we didn't part we just kept dancing,

"I would like that." I smiled happily, now I know why imprinting is so amazing. This is the first time I've ever felt so whole in my whole life.

Contessa's POV

I swayed back in forth in Cal's arm, he looked handsome in his black dress robes, his wheat blonde hair styled handsomely. He held me close as he moved me along in time with the waltz. I could see my Father leading my mother in a graceful waltz a bright smile on her face, I had seen pictures of my parents on their wedding day dancing their wedding dance together, and my mom looked just as happy today as she looked in that picture. Even Uncle Harry was smiling as he waltzed with Aunt Ginny.

"That's going to be us someday." Cal promised twirling me out than back dipping me, "Happy Birthday Tessa." He whispered kissing me softly.

"Thanks, I love you." I whispered softly.