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*Violet's POV*
"Left, right, left, spin, and pull close." I commanded, Harry leading me around the empty room. He had looked around the castle the night before, looking for an empty room for me to help him in. I was wearing an old red dress of mine, just so he could get used to having a long dress to avoid stepping on. He was a bit awkward, with his arm in a sling in all, but he was slowly increasing in skill as the lesson went on. "There we go, Harry! You're getting better already." The upbeat music I was playing was starting to slow, so our movements turn into small, swaying moments.
"You-uh-look rather lovely." Harry bluntly stated, trying not to blush. I couldn't help but suppress a smile. After a good hour of teaching him all the dances I could think of, I bared him farewell, and promised to see him tomorrow. We only had a week before the Ball, so I had to get in as much teaching as possible.
As I left the room, I bumped into Draco. I dropped my journal, its page flying open. I went to grab it, but Draco snatched it up, reading the notes to himself. "Dance instructions? I've heard of girls taking Balls seriously, but this seems a bit too much."
"It's not for me." I muttered, and Draco's gaze drifted past me and towards Harry, who was creeping out of the room. Thankfully, he didn't look in our direction, and Draco didn't speak a word to him.
"You're dancing with Potter?"
"I'm just tutoring him so he doesn't look like a complete fool for the Champions' dance."
"Ah yes, he makes a enough a fool of himself already."
I glared at him, yanking my journal out of his hands. "Well, if you don't mind, I should be heading to Hagrid's class."
"I'm sure you can miss a minute or two. Mind if we go somewhere private?" Draco smirked, getting closer towards me
. I felt a hot flush of frustration run through me, and I said coolly, "No, we speak out here."
"Fine then. I wanted to thank you for talking to Danni. She accepted my invitation to the Yule Ball."
Danni's going with him? But I never spoke a word to her about him yet, I thought to myself. "It wasn't a problem. I just told her that you've changed for the better." I lied, hoping he couldn't tell. He stared intensely at me, and then put his hand on my shoulder.
"You don't know how much that means to me. Now, as promised, I have some evidence for you." He reached in his pocket, and pulled a small plastic baggy. Inside it, was a lone dark brown hair. "This was found at the scene where you were attacked."
"A hair? Who's is it?"
"I'm not quite sure. That's for you to find out."
"How the bloody hell do I figure that out? There are hundreds of people at Hogwarts with dark brown hair!"
"Think, Violet! What potion needs a hair or something so you can see what the person looks like." Draco snarled, as if I were oblivious. I finally understood.
"Polyjuice Potion." I uttered, gingerly taking the bag and placing it in my pocket.
"Yes, Polyjuice Potion. Now, it does take a matter of months, maybe one or two. If you can agree to keep Danni's trust in me, I'll help you brew this up." I raised an eyebrow, not sure why he cared so much about her trust.
"Why are you so concerned with making Danni trust you?"
"Some things are best kept secret, Harrison." Draco hissed, and then, like he usually does, left me all alone in the hallway.
The next few days were a blur. Harry was picking up the dances quickly, and become increasingly good at it. Madame Pomfrey told him that his sling should be off by the Yule Ball, which he was overjoyed for. Cedric did seem disappointed that I wasn't spending free period with him, but none the less, he continued to smile and talk to me.
On the last day of my tutoring with Harry, I decided I'd let Cedric walk me there. I couldn't help but remember Draco's offer, for this was the spot he told me it. I must have looked deep in thought, because Cedric stopped me and asked, "Is everything alright?" I widened my eyes, shaking my head to snap out of my trance.
"Oh yes! Everything is lovely! Sorry about that." "Are you sure something isn't bothering you?"
"No, everything is fine, but thank you for asking." I said, almost robotically. Cedric dug his hands in his pocket, looking at his shoes.
"Listen, I was thinking, since I'm pretty sure you don't have a date to the Yule Ball," He then glanced up at me, shaking his head, turning red, "Not in a mean way though! I mean, I'm sure tons of people have asked and such, but from what I've observed, you don't have one and-"
"Shh, I say yes." I whispered, and kissed him on the lips. Cedric turned an even darker shade of red, and ran his hand through his hair.
"You-uh- didn't let me finish-but-uh, thanks. I'll see you at the Ball." Before he could faint from awkwardness, he spun on his heels and happily strode away from me. I couldn't help but smile, and I held my journal against my chest, reminiscing in the moment.
Opening the door, I saw Harry, adourned in fancier robes, with a slow music playing from a horn he enchanted. He turned to me, smiling. "Oh, hi Violet. You're rather early."
"Well, I figured you wouldn't be here yet…" I trailed off, observing how much he tidied up the room and made it look almost like a personal ballroom. I gently set my journal down on a table, observing the twinkling colorful lights dancing about the ceiling. "Harry…this is absolutely stunning."
"I was hoping you'd like it. Now, may I have this dance?" He smirked, offering me his hand. I muttered a quiet spell, turning my ordinary robes to a silvery ball gown.
"You may." I said through my grin, and we glided around the room, elegantly and completely in sync with each other. "I must say, Harry, you've grown awfully good over the past week. I'm really proud of you." His green eyes brightened, and he twirled me around.
Once we were face-to-face again, he thanked me, "It's only because of my teacher." We stayed silent, just dancing to the music, when he finally said, "Isn't it odd to think we were complete strangers before this year?"
"Yes, it is rather odd. Fate is a funny thing." I murmured. Now that I thought of it, it was rather weird to think about. I mean, I was a shy Ravenclaw who only spoke occasionally to my fellow Housemates. Now, I had the Cedric Diggory after me; the Harry Potter as my best friend; Draco Malfoy being kind to me; and Ron, Hermione and Danni as friends. Change was such a peculiar thing, but definitely a wonderful thing. The music halted, as if it knew our lesson was over. We both lingered close to each other, and Harry bit his lip, like he was restraining himself.
"Harry." I mumbled, trying to compose myself, but then, the dreaded words flew out of his mouth.
"Violet, will you go to the Ball with me?" I was in complete and utter shock. Frustration took over me for a second, thinking to myself, Ugh you dunce! Why did you have to wait until now? But I sighed, and slowly and painfully had to shake my head.
"I'm sorry, Harry, but I was already asked."
"By Diggory." Harry growled, pulling his hands away from me and backing up. I stepped closer to him, trying to get him to look at me. I transformed my dress back into my robes, and grabbed hold tightly of his hands.
"Harry, please don't be mad. I'm truly sorry."
"It's fine. Just-you can just go to him now." Harry gulped, his voice beginning to get shaky.
"Harry, I'm sorry! Please don't get like this!"
"I said go!" He yelled, the whites of his eyes a slight shade of red. I nodded, backing away to the door.
"I'll see you at the Ball, Harry." I said with parting words. Then, regretfully, I slammed the door behind me. I slid down to the ground against the door, hands covering my face. I was so happy Cedric asked me to the Ball, but now, I wasn't sure.
So, there it is, ladies and gentlemen! Harry almost had it too, ugh. First thing I would like to say, is the Yule Ball marks the halfway mark of the story! Yay! That means soon we'll be moving onto the next installment, revolving around the Order of the Phoenix plotline. So, as we get closer to that, look out for more information on that. Second thing, I'd like to say that we hit 100 viewers, and are at about 120 right now! So thank you everyone for your continues support. Just one read, one share with your friends, or one review means so much to me, and it helps more than you think. You guys are the reason I keep writing, so thank you! I hope you enjoyed, and get ready for the Yule Ball! Stay awesome, Gotham!