I woke up to Hermione hitting my shoulder with a pillow. "What the hell, Mione? Fuck off," I groaned, turning around from her to get some sleep.
"The Gryffindor perfect is outside, said you're late for some thing," Mione said.
I instantly jumped out of my bed, "Shit! Merlin, fuck I'm late!" I wore a pair of jeans and a hoodie whilst tying my hair up in a messy bun. I waved Hermione goodbye and dashed downstairs to a frustrated fifth-year prefect.
He scowled me for being late and dragged me down to the Great Hall where to my surprise everyone was already there, doing their jobs. "I found her!" He shouted and everyone's heads turned in my direction, some of them shooting me a glare.
I run up to Malfoy who was in mid-conversation with the Slytherin prefect. "I'm so sorry, I completely forgot," I said to the two of them. They rolled their eyes in sync before going back into the conversation.
"Here, you guys will be setting up the table. Make sure they're not a fuck up," Aiden snapped, mainly towards me. I glared at him before he rolled his eyes and walked away.
I grabbed the box of table supplies and walked towards one of the circular tables in the middle of the hall. "I thought Gryffindor's were meant to be on time," Malfoy chuckled from my left. "They are, I couldn't sleep last night," I huffed.
"Oh? Why?" He questioned me. I turned to face him and could tell he had a genuine look on his face, almost as if he was worried. "My grandmother's funeral is in two days, Malfoy. I'm just stressed," I lied.
He seemed to drop the conversation which I was thankful for, unfortunately, he didn't hesitate to open his fat gob up again, "So, who are you taking to the Yule Ball?" I gave him a questioning look, "Why, are you jealous?"
"Pft, no. Just making conversation, Scott," he stammered. I rolled my eyes before letting him know I was going with a friend. "I presume Martinez?" He dropped. I scoffed at him, "No, Leo already has a beautiful date."
He rolled his eyes before helping me set the candles down. I couldn't help but wonder if he's taking anyone, I mean he's a Malfoy so I guess he has to take someone, right?
"Who are you taking?" I asked before I could even process what I'm doing. "I'm not taking anyone," he mumbled. I felt like he wasn't being honest with me but what more could I have asked for.
Three hours later, the Great Hall was finally decorated and ready for tonight. The prefects excused us and said they would let Dumbledore know how much of a help we were.
"I'll see you tonight, Scott!" I turned around to see a smirk growing on his face. "See you, ferret boy," I blew a kiss and watched his smirk fall.
I made a run for it but he caught up with me and dragged me into an empty classroom.
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That Evening
Hermione, Lavender, Fay and I were in our dorm getting ready well rather they were. I sat on my bed contemplating whether or not I want to wear the dress I got sent.
"Coraline, you haven't even done your hair and makeup," Hermione gasped as she opened the curtains of my bedpost, causing the other two to follow her.
I groaned before the three girls dragged me off of my bed and sat me down on the floor. "Why am I on the floor exactly?" I asked but all I received was a shush.
Lavender sat in front of me and Fay behind, I now realised that they were trying to do my hair and makeup. "Guys, I don't need to look nice, oka-" I began to argue with the girls but all I received was a stern quieting from Mione.
Thirty minutes later, I got up to look at myself in the mirror. I hate to admit it but they did a pretty decent job. I had a smoky green eye look and my hair had been curled up, some of it clipped back to show my face.
"I look-" I was sort of speechless, I have never looked this good before. "You look hot!" Fay winked which made us all giggle.
Hermione gasped as she checked the time, "We have 20 minutes. Hurry up, Coraline. Here, I used some magic to get the wrinkles out of the dress." I thanked her before I went into the bathroom to change my clothes.
Once I put on the dress I walked outside and I heard the three girls gap, "Do I look that bad?" The girls immediately shook their heads as they dragged me to the mirror.
I gasped whilst I looked at myself, I looked pretty decent. "Slytherin looks good on you," Lavender joked, making me chuckle. If only you knew Lav... "Yeah, it fits you perfectly," Fay stated.
"I can already imagine the looks on half the guys in that hall," Hermione said. I gave her a look that instantly shut her up but kept a smile on her face.
As the girls gathered their bits and bobs, I couldn't help but examine myself in the mirror. This dress fits so perfectly for a reason and to finally be able to wear it, makes me happy for some reason.
"Ready, Lay?" Hermione snapped me out of my thoughts as I turned around to see her standing by the door.
The whole walk to the Great Hall, Hermione kept stressing out at the fact that we are late. I mean, I get it but we're not that late, are we?
As we walked down the stairs, I hid behind a corner. "Lay, what's wrong?" Hermione asked, cupping my face and checking for any sign of a temperature.
"I don't think I can do it. I mean I look like I'm praising Salazar, Mione," I ranted. She chuckled lowly as I gave her a look. "It doesn't matter. Lavender's wearing a yellow dress but do you see her caring that people might call her a Hufflepuff?"
I threw my head back, "But, we're Gryffindor. They're Slytherins, it's different." She gave me a stern look, "I'll go first, okay? I expect to see you down straight after. You'd think I'd be more nervous as I'm taking Viktor," she breathed.
"You'll be fine, go," I gestured for her to leave. I still cannot get over the fact Viktor Krum asked her to this thing, I thought she'd want to go with Ronald.
I take in a deep breath before, a huge one...
Narrators P.O.V.
The group of Slytherins were standing by the entrance door of the Great Hall, waiting for their last member to arrive before they make their grand entrance.
"Draco, hold my shoe for a second," Pansy said as she leaned onto Draco. Her companion groaned before he held her heel by its strap, wondering where the hell the 7th member of their click was.
The young girl fixed her anklet before she stood up, grabbing her heel back. Once she fixed her shoes and was standing up she let out a loud gasp, "Great Salazar..."
"What now Pansy? I swear to Mer-" Draco turned around to see her walking down the steps. His jaw dropped to the floor for about a second before he quickly regained himself, hoping no one had noticed.
His heart was beating faster than the rhythm of the music from the hall, his palms were getting sweatier than ever.
"Why the hell is she wearing Slytherin colours?" A beauxbatons girl spat from the corner, jealousy clearly visible in her voice.
"She looks hot!" Theo whistled, high-fiving Blaise as their dates glared at them.
The girl walking down those steps was someone Draco didn't even recognise. She was wearing his colours, green for him. "Come on Draco, Goyle's here," Pansy said, dragging her date with her inside.
Draco Malfoy spent the next 5 minutes replaying the image of the girl in his head, these weren't just hormonal feelings anymore. He feared his feelings were becoming more and more real again.
AN: I wonder what will happen at the Yule Ball hmm...
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