Neville's pov: "Come on, Blaise! Pick up the pace!" Ron hurried Blaise as hewas trying to tie his shoes. "Wait a fucking minute will you?!" Blaise sighed. "And you, what the hell are you doing?" Ron screamed at me as I was styling my hair. "Hey, this doesn't just happen on its own. It takes a lot of work to look this good" I said confidently. "Respect." Harry smirked, bumping my fist. "Which tie should I pick? The blue one or the red?" Dean asked as he got out of the bathroom. "DOES IT REALLY MATTER?!" Ron said angrily as Harry and I hid our laughs. "Come on Ron! Just pick one!" Dean ordered. "Ugh...the red one suits you. There, happy?" Ron sighed. "Thanks man" Dean laughed.
"Why are you so anxious about? Its just the Yule Ball after all" Harry told Ron.
"Yeah I know....its just....I don't wanna be late on Hermione, thats all." He sighed. "Oooo! so that's what this is about! Look, I'm done with my shoes, we can go now." Blaise said, patting Ron on the shoulder. "Gentlemen, ASSEMBLE!" I screamed as the others cheered all the way to the ballroom. We walked in and felt the euphoria sparkling over all these people with the gowns and the suits, a gentleman kissing his girl's hand over there, and a lady grabbing her date's hand over here, all the royal joy was scattered like fairy dust. I felt the wind blow off a girl's dress as she was waving and twirling it with her friends. "This is gonna be GOOD!" Blaise said, hooking his arm around my neck. I was passing through the students, looking for Delilah. What will she be wearing? How will she style her hair? How beautiful will she look? All those questions were activating the adrenaline in me like a line without a hook. And then, I felt a soft tap on my shoulder. I looked behind me to find...her. And she looked absolutely stunning. She had this ruby like red dress with her hair let down except for the two front strands of her hair pulled back and hooked on a brochure- like hair pin. "Soooo....How's that for a fancy ball?" She smiled. "Oh...umm...you..uh...WOW." I stuttered. "Haha! Yeah, I know, you're speechless" She said with sass as she flicked her hair. "Ignorant. But pretty accurate." I smiled. "Your hair looks FIRE!" She complimented. I could hear Blaise telling Ron "See?! That boy knew what he was doing!" And he winked at me.
"It looks professionally made if you ask me" she laughed. And then suddenly, her smile grew smaller and smaller. She had sort of sadness in her eyes, as if she had lost something very dear to her. "Hey...what's on your mind?" I asked Delilah. "Oh nothing, its just...my parents would've wanted to see me in this dress, like...going to a ball or a wedding or whatever. Sorry to ruin the mood-"
"No no, not at all. In fact you made my night better by just having the mental strength to look this good after everything you have been through." I smiled. And just like that, her smile grew wider and wider, until she pulled me in for a hug...
And at this moment, we heard the music playing.....
(play the song "Reflections" by The Neighbourhood)
"May I have this dance?" I offered, pulling my hand over to her as her face turned redder than her dress. "Ofcourse" She smiled back as she held my hand and went over to the dance floor. I stood infront of her, I watched her eyes sparkle in the candle light, I felt her sway between my hands as I grabbed her soft waist. She put a warm hand on my shoulder and raised my hand up to chin level to walts. I couldn't get enough of her grace. I pulled her waist tighter against me, but still maintaining the gentle touch. she was just so magical. I felt her heel poke my foot two times as we were dancing. "Owh!" I groaned. "Oh! sorry sorry, my bad!" She apologised, hiding her laugh. "Oh, so we're laughing now!" I smiled as Delilah wheezed. "Sorry, its just....you looked so cute with the owh! BAHAHHAHA" She giggled. "Glad to know my pain brings you joy, Delilah Pritchett" I said, which made her laugh even harder. My eyes couldn'tget enough of her gorgeous smile and that cute giggle. "Has anyone ever told you how green your eyes are, Delilah?" I said, staring into her grass-green eyes as she was staring at mine. "Well, now that you mentioned it, your eyes are pretty delightful as well." She smiled. We let the song carry us in sync into utter euphoria, it was like we needed that from a long long time. I just felt like....I wanted to stay like this forever......
Draco's pov: I told Pansy to fuck off, so I asked Daphne Greengrass to the Yule Ball. She was quite the charmer to say the least. She was hot and all, but for some goddamn reason my heart was always with Delilah. I kept my eyes at her whenever I twirled in her direction. "Um, Draco? Are you okay?" Daphne asked. "Oh um...nothing..." I hesitated. "Are you....are you looking at Delilah Pritchett?" She scoffed. "No! no not at all!" I stuttered. "Look, I heard about your little history with her, but you're dancing with ME now. Get her out of your head." She said angrily. "I know! I know...I'm sorry...." I sighed.
"Its fine...same thing happened to me after I broke up with Adrian. But you gotta give her a break eventually and move on. Hey look out! we're switching!" She said. In every dance we jump and twirl and eventually switch to another person. I watched Neville as he was grabbing her hand and twirling her into the bundle of guys waiting for her. But I managed to slip in and grab her and twirl her all the way to my chest. Damn it, nostalgia can be a bitch sometimes. "Hello..." I said. "Hi..." she sighed.
(play "Nervous" by The Neighbourhood.)
I grabbed her waist and swayed her left and right...left and right...than backwards where I let her gently bend backwards gracefully as I towered over her. "Remember that exact same moment at Bill's wedding?" I said as I quickly pulled her up against my chest. "Yeah...deja vu am I right?" She laughed it off softly. "Yeah..." I replied. "So....how are you with Neville?" I asked as she gulped. "Good...very good actually." She replied. I saw what she was doing. I didn't wanna look like a little bitch infront of her. So I did the same thing. "Hey...Daphne and I are hitting it off pretty well too!" I lied. "Oh...good to know..." She said, giving me a smile. "But one thing's for sure....I can't lie and say I don't miss you ever day. Just dancing with you a couple seconds brings me utter joy..." I said, staring deep into her wide eyes. "And i will be waiting for our next dance...my little rainforest flower..." I said to force deja vu in her as I spun her back to Neville. Daphne came back to me, and I sweeped her off her feet. "Wow! you sure got some moves there, Malfoy!" She smiled. "This is just the beginning..." I replied, twirling her again as she laughed.
Delilah's pov: I was dancing and prancing with Neville, that now had sore feet from the countless times I stepped on them. But that sure didn't stop him from twirling me around like a ballerina and leaning me backwards as I held on to him. And I wasn't afraid of falling.....because I knew that he would be there to hold on to me. "You're not stepping on my feet now, are you..." he said with a smile. "How could I...." I said, panting. He pulled me up to him and carried me from my waist to reach the floating candles. "AAAHHH DON'T DROP ME DON'T DROP MEEE!!!" I screamed, laughing. "DON'T WORRY I WON'T!!!" He laughed back. He then pulled me down as we both bursted laughing. Then, the music became slower and slower....and more and more romantic....
{Romantic song of your choice ;) }
After a while, most of the students left...and it was just me and Neville and a couple of people drinking on the empty tables. We were still dancing to the slow song, my head on his warm chest and his head leaned on mine. "Hey Del..." He whispered. "Mmm.." I replied, smiling as I was hearing his heart beats. "I wanna show you something....come here." He whispered in my ear. We took a couple tequilla shots and Neville dragged me through the halls. We stumbled on the walls and the corners and run around like a couple of runaway drunk detectives. We reach garden maze with breathtaking lights and alot of bushes and grass....
"Oh wow....That's....beautiful...." I said with surprise. "I come here when I feel pissed or sad, or just wanna be alone with my thoughts. People usually come here to make out, but I show this place to people who actually mean to me." He said, looking around. I felt the cold night wind splash against my face, but it was quite pleasant. My favourite flowers were jasmines and sunflowers, so Neville took me to the place he planted bushes of these flowers near a fountain. I couldn't believe my eyes...."Neville I....I mean....how did you do that??!!" I asked in disbelief. "Do you really like it?" Neville asked. "LIKE IT??!!!......I love it. Thank you, Neville. You have no idea how much this means to me. You are the best dragon anyone could ask for." I said, pulling him into a hug. And I felt him slowly hugging me back, only tighter and warmer. I was a little chilly at first, but his hug made me warm all over again. There was only a few centimeters between our lips. Our strong breaths blew against eachother as we gazed at eachother's eyes. And before we could lean in any further.....
I backed away.
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Why did Delilah back away? How will Neville react to that? Find out in the next chapter!