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Chapter 22
The great hall looked scintillating. The ceiling was bewitched to look like an ocean, as if the students had been transported to some ideal cavern in the depths of the stormy seas. The water movements created a glinting luminous effect on the walls and the stacks of punch glittered and glistened. A light melody played on a lone piano on the stage enchanted to play itself and a couple of the students began to softly float about the floor.
Shells and pearls the size of fists decorated the room along with some disorderly seaweed here and there. Mc Gonagall was incredibly pleased with the winter balls outcome she smiled at each of the prefects as they drifted by. The witches' dresses were in every colour, deep indigoes, glowing blues, leaf greens, scorching reds, soft pinks and canary yellows.
However when Hermione had arrived in a slick silver gown the water bore down on her, claustrophobic and incarcerating. She whirled over to an empty table and picked up a green apple and juggled it in her hands as if debating whether to consume it or not, before her glazed brown eyes flashed and she sunk her teeth into the crisp exterior.
I had gotten dressed in a rush; I used my silver dress from the last ball as I didn't have enough time to purchase a new one. Ginny had begged me repeatedly to go to Hogsmeade and help her with outfit shopping but I had denied hastily. I felt strange the past few days - my thoughts were sluggish and hazy as if I was dreaming and they seemed to flicker to images of one certain slytherin repetitively to the point where I had felt like screaming. Draco Malfoy occupied my thoughts poisonously; his platinum hair and grey eyes ghosted around my mind and burned my skull. I began to pine and blush unnaturally and Harry and Ron passed it off as either a fever or "that time of the month".
"What's wrong with me?" I groaned and chewed on the flesh of my apple the juices wetting my lips and smudging my embarrassing attempts at makeup.
I turned around on the spot to survey the great hall once more for Harry and Ron...or was I searching for someone else?
I gave up on standing around after awhile and decided to sit in one of the giant oyster mouths with the pillowy tongues. They were loveseats; made for two, but I plonked myself down on one anyway and leant my head back into the enormous echoey shell. My curls brushed its pearly surface and I shivered.
"Hello there, beautiful"
I jumped as someone in a dark green suit squished into the oyster beside me. I recoiled and pressed myself into the side of the shell as I tried to create space between us.
"Hello Cassius, did you decide that being an insufferable misogynistic pig wasn't enough and that you wanted to be an annoying space invader too?"
"Ouch, Hermione. I just wanted to check you were alright on this stunning sea evening!" He smiled his eyes lit up mischievously as he leaned forward. I noticed some ravenclaw girls by the stage giving me jealous glares and whispering. Jealous?...of what? I thought turning my gaze onto Cassius I mean he is handsome...and rich- I stopped myself what was I saying? Since when did i care about appearances or wealth?
Sickened with myself, I pushed Cassius away.
"I need to find my friends" I pushed myself up. I felt his fingers grip my arm and spin me back into him. His face was deadly, his eyes cold and his mouth pulled into a grimace.
"You're not going anywhere." His eyes pierced mine and I felt his magic tie a tightening rope around my neck like a leash.
My mouth fell open in shock at his use of imperious.
"Shall we dance?" He smiled again, this time it was frightening. His handsome features became wolfish and his eyes flashed with malice.
He spun us into the middle of the ballroom, where we began to dance quickly- no dizzily around the great hall.
I spun my pocket watch between my nimble fingers impatiently. Coldroy better be watching her, or I'll blow his bloody head off. I had left him in the slytherin common room after we had another little chat to go change into my robes for the ball...even though I most likely wouldn't be there. Since giving Hermione the amortentia I hadn't noticed any major changes, she avoided me like the plague even stooping to leaving rooms I entered. I began to worry that all my work had gone to waste...until it happened...
I had been watching her, as usual, in the library. She was engrossed in some book about eternal life and preservation when she suddenly looked at me, her eyes heated with desire her mouth opening to suck in a breath of air she almost smiled as her brown eyes glazed over. I was drawn forward like a magnet...waiting...waiting...always waiting.
When she suddenly blinked and leapt up, a sickened look on her face as she stumbled out of the library.
I smirked to myself as I checked the time once more: 10 o'clock. Almost time.
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