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~Of Silver and Gold~

Chapter 36: Rejection

"Calm down you look like you've seen a ghost!" Pansy hissed as she tugged Angel aside.

Poor Angel had not taken the first task well. Her hands were gripping Pansy tightly as they moved through the halls and towards Pansy's bedroom. Her face was devoid of any color and she looked absolutely dreadful.

"Honestly you're overreacting, I mean he survived right?" she whispered.

As soon as she closed the door of her room and put a silencing charm Angel began to talk.

"Are you kidding me? Dragons? They give him dragons? Might as well just kill him now!"

She was breathing heavily showing her anxiety, and Pansy could do nothing but sigh. Angel wasn't known to handle her stress well, it was either lashing out and ranting, or crying, and at this very moment Pansy was hoping for the latter.

"He isn't dead right? He seemed happy in the limelight you know" Pansy murmured. "With those lips making that wide smile, I think that he was perfectly fine."

"Pansy! Can't I worry?" she hissed.

Pansy ran her fingers through her glossy hair and sighed. She did understand where her friend was coming from, but if Harry was fine then why was there a reason to glance back to the past?

"You are taking it too personally. He's just a boy, and no matter how much you fancy him, there is no reason for you to even take it all to heart."

"But-" Angel tried.

"No! Look your foolishness-"

"Oi! I prefer spontaneity."

"-and I prefer foolishness. Anyways, your foolishness almost got you caught by that damned Skeeter, how does that make you feel?" she asked.

"Angel"

"…."

"Angel"

"…"

"I know you are listening to me."

"…"

"Tart"

"Hey! Okay, okay you're right" she said sighing. "It was stupid, I won't do that any longer I promise."

Pansy nodded and tugged Angel down, thus ending her ranting and rampaging. Angel immediately placed her head on Pansy's lap and Pansy knew it all ended. Slowly her fingers weaved through the curls trying to calm down her friend from truly freaking out. Humming softly but out of tune, Pansy felt the younger girl relax against her.

"If it makes you feel any better, I think Potter can win the tournament" Pansy cooed.

Angel looked up at her and Pansy let out her movie star smile as she ran her fingers through Angel's wavy hair.

"It's true. I'm not patronizing you. Look I don't exactly like Potter, but I know that he's stronger than he seems so I don't underestimate him. He'll go far."

Angel smiled softly and nodded.

"You know behind that glossy hair, and under that mascara and foundation, I see a true sage." Angel commented with a teasing tone.

"Stop being a brat and get off of me" she said.

Angel laughed and shrugged. She tugged Pansy down and hugged her showing her appreciation. Pansy hugged her back immediately and soon they were both talking about what interested Pansy more than anything this year.

"So…The Yule Ball talk will start tomorrow" Pansy giggled. "I wonder how Draco will do in the dance department"

Angel sighed hating to head towards the whole conversation about her brother. She viewed this as an awkward moment when she remembered that her best friend was dating her brother. She laid on her stomach as Pansy began to spin around the room like the preteen girl she was.

Angel couldn't help but smile and roll her eyes.

"Pansy, Draco has been taught to dance the waltz since we were children" she explained.

"Oh?" she said curiously. "Well why hasn't he taken me out to dance?"

She decided not to lift her gaze from the pillow, knowing that she'd look up to meet a pouting Pansy. She hid her smile and said nothing knowing Pansy didn't need to have another person to talk to, she'd gladly talk to herself.

"Do you think that he didn't think I could dance?"

Without even having Angel answer, Pansy continued.

"I know it's crazy right? You're right."

She decided that if Pansy was going to do this, then she would do the same to her.

"The weather is nice isn't it"

"Oh! What if he was too embarrassed to ask me to go dancing?"

"Little windy you say? I quite agree."

"You're right I bet that he thinks that I'm a great dancer."

"I hope that you don't get a cold, you look absolutely horrible when you're sick" Angel murmured and stretched like a cat.

"You're right! I bet when he asks me to the Yule ball, he will show me how great he is!"

"…."

"Right?"

"Sure" Angel said with a small smirk on her face knowing that Pansy had heard nothing.

"Oh goodie! Well I have to go find Luke and get his Transfiguration homework. See you later!"

Angel waved and soon the door was slammed closed leaving her in her friend's room.

"Meow" was all she heard in the room.

"Not you too Coeur" she murmured.

She laid down on Pansy's bed and sighed letting her mind wander.

The Yule Ball was something that she could sadly not attend…..unless someone asked her. Her cheeks turned pink thinking of being asked to go to the ball. She loved dancing, if by dancing it meant her just being alone in her room being a dork and moving around with music. But dancing with another person, in front of others felt like such a vulnerable position.

She huffed and hit herself with Pansy's pillow.

"I'm crazy" she said. "I don't even want to go to the ball"

She heard some noises and turned to face her familiar. She squinted immediately as she saw her cat laughing at her comment…it wasn't obvious but she knew her cat, and if cats could laugh, Coeur was laughing right now.

"You mean cat" she said picking her up. "What kind of familiar are you?"

Another meow was the response and Angel chose to head towards her room with her annoying familiar. She figured an hour or two of reading would bring her back down to reality.

Next Day…

The Yule Ball.

He had to ask someone out for the Yule Ball. He felt his cheeks flush as he saw Cho and her group walking down the hallway towards the opposite direction of him. His green eyes met hers and as she waved lightly at him, he waved back foolishly, only to hear the most dreaded sound he could hear: girls giggling.

He hated that noise.

"Hey Harry!" he heard Ron call out."How's the date business going? Lasso up a date? Or any idea who you gonna ask?"

Ron got his answer as he saw Harry waving distractedly towards the girls. That is until he saw them disappear. As he turned to Ron he had to admit, even though he was furious at him for his doubt, he was glad that Ron was now back on his side. It made him feel less lonely and more at home once more.

"Hey Ron" he said.

"Gonna ask Cho huh?"

"Are you kidding?" Harry said whipping his head to face him. "Cho's…Cho"

His hands made a big gesture signaling just how fantastic he saw her. Looking at bit crazy he shrugged and continued walking with his people.

"The love of your life?" Hermione commented amused.

Harry blushed deeply and shook his head.

"There's no way I can get a date" he murmured.

"Listen Harry, you're not going to have any trouble. You're a champion. You've just beaten a Hungarian Horntail. I bet they'll be queuing up to go with you!"

Ron's comment made Hermione laugh but nod and Harry to look away embarrassed. While looking in the opposite direction, he noticed a pair of brown eyes staring at him. Her brow was raised and a small frown was formed on her lips.

Had she seen the whole thing?

He mentally ignored it; life wouldn't be that cruel to him. It wasn't his fault! They were both fancied by him, just for different reasons. Cho, oh Cho was gorgeous. Her long straight silky black hair, and her innocent eyes were, not to mention her sweet personality, and her maturity….she was perfect. She always waved at him, always, and he always looked like a fool.

Angel. Angel was more tangible. Her cold and calculative external appearance gave away, to a smart mouthed, witty and amusing girl. Not to say she wasn't pretty, because she was. He wasn't stupid, he saw how pretty she was, but that smirk that was usually implanted on her face was what made her seem less friendly than Cho. She was younger too, something that attributed to her hot-headedness and stubbornness.

"E-excuse me?" he heard a voice say.

He shook his thoughts away, and turned to face a young girl looking at him. She was pretty enough. He knew she was a Hufflepuff…what was her name? Julie? She had curly hair and was a third year as well. He hadn't even spoken to her.

"Yeah?"

Angel's calculating eye was on Potter. She hid her view as discreet as possible, as did Pansy who leaned against the wall with her. She swore she felt her heart beat faster as the conversation grew.

"Look at that! Her name is Julie Raub, third year and an attention tart at that." Pansy murmured.

Angel frowned at Pansy's comment. Harry was already being asked for the Yule Ball. She gripped her books

tighter but kept quiet. She realized that there was nothing she could do, she had no right to tell him not to do something. He hadn't spoken to her ever since he passed the first task. She noticed that those other two Gryffindors had returned to his side. Fickle bastards.

"Shut up and let me hear" she whispered to Pans.

It seemed she wasn't the only one listening as others grew quiet as well.

"C-can…w-will you go to the ball with me?" she stuttered out.

His green eyes widened as she asked him this.

Everyone briefly turned as they heard footsteps…they were Angel's with Pansy following behind her. He looked up immediately away from Julie to make contact with Angel's eyes. He saw her look away immediately as he did is, as if she didn't want to see the outcome and she walked away from the scene.

"N-no. I'm sorry" he said without thinking much.

Julie's eyes watered and he felt the need to comfort her. But as he placed a hand on her shoulder, he was oblivious to the fact that she had seen him do this to Julie. She shook her head once more and turned the corner of the hallway.

"Idiot" she murmured.

"It'll be alright Angel" Pansy whispered. "I promise you!"

She should have been mortified the way she got people to pay attention to her. She should have stood her ground, look nonchalant and scoff at Julie. Except Julie was brave, incredibly so in asking Harry to the ball. Grinding her teeth she refused to cry. Pansy did nothing to help instead cooing softly behind her assuring her everything would be ok.

"I'm okay Pans, I'm always okay" she whispered softly.

Before the girl could ask what was going on, Angel turned and rushed to her class leaving Pansy alone. Frowning, she stared as her young friend ran away from her issues: typical. Why couldn't things go right with Angel? Well she would make sure to fix it. Her friend would get a happy night.

"Just you watch Potter" Pansy growled.