Polar Opposite Siblings

Speak of The Devil, The Yule Ball is Coming.

"Pansy, Stop." I whimpered. Pansy went to punch me again and I covered my face, bracing myself for the impact.

"Parkinson!" I heard someone bark as I uncovered my face while tears fell unwillingly. I didn't want to seem weak, but I couldn't help it.

"What?" She growls, Draco helped me up and he pushed me behind him protectively.

"What the hell did you do that for?" He sneers at her. I just kept my head down as blood drops hit my shoes and the floor.

I touch my nose and hiss before seeing my blood on my fingers. "Bloody hell..." I was in shock, my nose was hurting but also my wrist at the same time, I couldn't feel anything anymore.

"Leave Celia alone," Draco orders and Pansy walks off before looking at me, I was now staring at my bloodied bandage.

"That was deserved I guess," I muttered as my eyebrows remained furrowed; I touch my wrist and then hissed as I retreated my hand.

"No, you slapping me was deserved," Draco said as he handed me a tissue from his pocket.

I held it to my nose as he touched my back, "come on sister, let's get you fixed up." I slowly nod my head as he wrapped an arm around my shoulders and walked me out of the hall.

—

(One Week later)

"Look at this!" Hermione said as we were all sitting on the one table for study.

"I can't believe it, she's done it again." I said to Hermione, "go on, read it."

"Miss Granger a plain but ambitious girl
seems to be developing a taste for famous wizards. Her latest prey sources report is none other than the Bulgarian bon-bon Viktor Krum. No word yet on how Harry Potter's taking this latest emotional blow."

"Oh my god." I say as young kid walks up holding a package. "How are you feeling about it, Potter?" I pout playfully at Harry and he glares as I started laughing.

"Shut up." Harry mumbled, then snorted as I grin.

"Parcel for you Mr Weasley." The boy said to Ron.

"Thank you Nigel," Nigel was gazing at Harry in awe. "Not now Nigel. Later. Go on." Nigel nods before he leaves.

"Enlighten me?" I ask Ron as he turns back to us.

"I told him I'd get him Harry's autograph." Ron said to us before looking at the parcel.

"Oh look, mum's sent me something." Ron opens it and then stood up as he held it to his chest. "Mum sent me a dress?"

"Well it does match your eyes." Harry grins as he looks up at Ron. "Is there
a bonnet?" Harry grabbed it out and placed up up on Ron's chest, "aha!"

"Nose down, Harry," Ron told him as he laughs. Ron then walked over towards where Ginny was sitting. "Ginny these must be for you."

"I'm not wearing that, it's ghastly." Ginny said as she ate her porridge. I just shake my head as me and Hermione laugh at Ron.

"What are you on about?" Ron asks us as we stop laughing, I just smile in amusement.

"They're not for Ginny, they're for you!" We all laugh as he looked down at them.

"They're your dress robes!" I told him.

"Dress robes? for what?" Ron said in confusion.

—

After leaving from dance practice for the Yule ball, I was feeling more than awkward at this point.

Now we had to find people to go with and I knew no one would want to go with me.