Oliver looked perfect. He was wearing a pair of black skinny jeans with a white business shirt [sleeves folded up above his elbows], a black vest and a thin black tie.

I found him nervously pacing at the bottom of the stairs, facing away from me, waiting our arrival. Fred and George had already started to leave with Katie and Alicia when I tapped Oliver on the shoulder. He almost jumped as he spun around; a smile forming quickly on his face.

"You look quite dashing," I said, looking him up and down. He blushed slightly, "How do I look?" I twirled on the spot, teetering a bit on my heels. Oliver instinctively threw his hand behind my waist to steady me. It was my turn to blush.

"Gorgeous." Was all he could muster. I was happy with this and smiled as he intertwined his fingers in mine and led me out of the common room.

Arriving in the hall was like being back at Paradox. The long tables had been replaced by small 6-seater circular tables at the back of the hall and a large dance floor where the teacher's table usually sat. The tables were adorned with centrepieces of black, white and red roses with crisp white tablecloths. If I wasn't accustomed to this at Paradox, I would have thought we were attending a wedding.

Oliver and I quickly found the table accompanied by Fred and George and the two girls. The twins weren't hard to miss. I was thankful that they hadn't convinced Oliver to dress as they had. Fred, to match Katie, was wearing a dark pink suit with a black shirt and tie underneath. George had chosen a blue suit to match Alicia's dress. As we walked towards our friends, Oliver lent closer.

"I was this close to wearing a silver coat and tails." He joked.

I laughed, hitting him lightly in the stomach, "You should have. The twins are looking mighty fine this evening." I said loudly as we arrived at the table. Oliver pulled my chair out for me and I smiled some more. I could see my cheeks getting sore by the end of the night if he kept this up, but I didn't mind at all.

"Told you Oliver," George said.

"Should have done an awesome suit like us," Fred added.

We all sat at the table for a while, chatting animatedly about anything we fancied. Soon, however, the boys had fallen into Quidditch strategy and Ali, Katie and I were spying other girls' dresses.

"Look at her," Katie said with distaste, "That's Sharon Bates, she's a Slytherin."

I looked to see to whom Katie was referring. A very tall and thin girl about our age was wearing a bright green dress, similar to Katie's.

"Wow," I said, "She's like a Christmas light." We all laughed.

Oliver and the twins had finished their Quidditch talk and decided it was time to get drinks. Oliver and I walked hand in hand to the long table at the back to get drinks.

"Having fun?" Oliver asked me, wrapping his arm around my waist and pulling me closer. Being this close to him suddenly made me forget about how thirsty I was before. Instead of getting drinks, Oliver led me to the dance floor.

He took my arms and rested them on his shoulders, placing his ever so carefully on my hips. The song was slow and deep. I rested my head on his shoulder and sighed.

"What's up?" Oliver asked, sounding slightly worried.

"Nothing," I signed again, "I could stay like this forever."

"So could I." Oliver said with a chuckle.

As we were dancing, I realised something; something that made my stomach lurch. In a good way and a bad. I was in love with Oliver. Butterflies in the stomach, can't stop thinking about him, not wanting to leave his side, love.

It was the scariest thing that I've ever thought. I shelved the feeling and, by the end of the song, Oliver and I weren't dancing, we were standing wrapped in each other's arms in silence.

Suddenly the next song picked up and I was swept out of Oliver's arms by the twins and Oliver was pushed into the crowd by Katie and Alicia. We spent the next half hour jumping up and down and dancing like crazy people on the dance floor. The crowd was getting bigger and it was getting hotter in the crowd. After about an hour, Dumbledore had stopped the music and excused us all for the evening. Fred and George had disappeared about half an hour ago and left Katie and Alicia dancing.

Arriving back at the common room, Fred and George had turned to common room into a mini dance floor. Half of the younger kids had turned in for the night so Fred had me place silencing charms on the room so no one outside could hear us and the others could sleep. It was an hour in to the Gryffindor mini party and Fred and George had lost their jackets, George had even lost his shirt. He was still wearing his tie, but his shirt was nowhere to be seen. Fred had taken his tie off and tied it over his forehead like the muggle movie Karate Kid. Oliver had loosened his tie and unbuttoned his shirt and tie. My shoes were long since left at the side and Katie and Alicia had shortly followed suit, it was the most fun I had had since I first came to Hogwarts. Then, Fred raised his wand; raindrops started falling from the ceiling causing everyone to cheer.

Oliver clambered closer to me, flicking his hair out of his eyes and crashing his lips down on mine. We kissed for what seemed like an eternity, the rain was making it all the more enticing. I stopped, unable to keep the feeling I had felt before from escaping my lips. I leant in to Oliver's ear and said it at the top of my lungs so he could hear above the music.

"I love you!" I said, letting the anxiety building in my stomach leave. Oliver stopped, his eyes wide.

"Jem…" he pulled me out of the crowd and in to a quiet corner, "What did you say?"

"I love you?" I said, feeling nervous now, his face sterner then I would have liked.

"Jem, I like you a lot, I really do," he started, my stomach was dropping, "but you're leaving in two months and I thought we agreed at Katie's on New Year we were just going to have fun and –"

I didn't want to hear anymore. I walked through the crowd, ignoring Fred as he called my name. I opened the door to my room and cursed it closed. The charm I had used on the party had worked and suddenly being in my quiet room was making my ears ring.

I began to cry; sinking into my bed still dressed and I cried until I fell asleep. I knew I shouldn't have said anything.