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Chapter 13

Warnings: None. However, future chapters will contain sexual content so readers that are under the age of 18 may have to skip those chapters (However they are very few so those under the age of 18 can still read a majority of this book. However please keep note of the warnings).

Copyright: I do not own any Wizarding World characters that J.K. Rowling wrote. I do however own Elizabeth Kane (main character) and Trang Nyguen (best friend). There should be no use of these two names without my permission. I also do not condone any copying of this.

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"𝕸𝖆𝖞 𝕴 𝖍𝖆𝖛𝖊 your attention." Snape said coolly at the end of a potions lesson. He looked extremely bitter. I assumed that whatever it was, he didn't actually want to tell us. All the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws stared at him expectantly.

His mouth was set in a grimace. "It is my unfortunate duty to educate you on an event that is happening on Christmas. The Yule Ball." Some of the girls giggled and he glared in their direction. "The Yule Ball is a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament- unfortunately- and will be open to fourth years and above. However, you may invite a younger student if that suits you."

The girls, despite his glares, giggled again. I grinned, my cheeks red. "Dress Robes are to be worn and the ball will start at eight o'clock and end at midnight in the Great Hall. Now get out."

The Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws sprang up and dashed for the door, the girls are congregating in the hallways to laugh and talk about whatever they were talking about. I rolled my eyes and got up much slower, stuffing my textbook in my bag.

"Who are you going with?" Snape asked from behind his desk, not looking at me, "I'm sure you've foreseen it."

I paused, "No, I haven't actually. It's not Fred- He's going with Angelina Johnson. Ced's going with Cho. Harry's going with Parvati, Ron's going with Padma, and Viktor Krum is going with Hermione. So that doesn't leave much for me. I'm thinking about not going."

Professor Snape scoffed, throwing a stack of parchment in the trash. "Yes because I'm sure only five boys like you in the entire school."

"I'm just saying I don't foresee me going with anyone." I paused and then in a teasing voice I asked, "Who are you going with? Professor McGonagall?"

"Funny." he said, sitting down behind the desk. "Get out."

"Yes sir." I said sweetly, and smiling, left the room.

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𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖊𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖗𝖊 𝖈𝖆𝖘𝖙𝖑𝖊 seemed filled more with girls than with boys by the time Christmas break started. I wondered if the boys had all escaped, or if it just seemed like there were more girls because I was hoping a guy would ask me.

Against my visions, Fred and Cedric asked me first and I told them who I'd foreseen them going with without even saying yes or no. They accepted my visions however and they both decided they would go with Angelina and Cho, respectively.

I was anxious again. Another mark against my visions. I was also sad, wishing that I had accepted one of their offers, despite my visions.

Hannah Abbott was going with Ernie Macmillan of course. They'd been dating for a couple of weeks. Susan was going with Zacharias. Seamus was going with Lavender. I wondered briefly who Dean was going with- or if he was going at all.

Harry and Ron approached me as the weeks continued. Harry still hadn't asked Cho and Ron hadn't asked anyone yet either.

"Look." I said, running my hand through my hair. "Here's the thing. Harry, you're going to ask Cho. Ron your going to ask Fleur Delacour. I'll meet you back at the Gryffindor common room tonight."

And so, later tonight, I waited a the portrait when Ron came tearing up the stairs, Ginny coming after him. "Why'd you make me ask her?" Ron asked, ashen face. I stared back, unamused.

"Fairy lights." Ginny said and I followed them in. Ron made his way to a far corner. Ginny was trying not to smile.

A moment later, Harry came up, looking equally depressed.

"What's up Ron?" Harry asked, not looking at me as he joined us.

"Why did I do it? I don't know what made me do it!" He said wildly, throwing me a glare.

"What?" Harry asked.

"He-er- just asked Fleur Delacour to go to the ball with him." Ginny said, still fighting her smile, patting Ron's arm sympathetically.

"Oh." Harry asked, briefly looking at my stony face.

"I don't know what made me do it! I mean, I knew I was going to but still! There were people- all around- I've gone mad- everyone watching! I was just walking past her in the entrance hall- she was standing there talking to Diggory- and it sort of came over me- and I asked her."

"Well, he sort've yelled it at her." Ginny said, her smile fighting to the surface of her face.

Ron put his face in his hands, groaning and said, almost incoherently, "She looked at me like I was a sea slug or something. Didn't even answer. And then- I dunno- I just sort of came to my senses and ran for it."

"She's part veela. You were right- her grandmother was one. It wasn't your fault, I bet you just walked past when she was turning on the old charm for Diggory and got a blast of it- but she was wasting her time. He's going with Cho Chang. I asked her to go with me just now, and she told me." Harry finished dully.

Ginny stopped smiling.

Ron glared at me. "This is mad, We're the only ones left who haven't got anyone- well except Neville. Hey- guess who he asked? Hermione!"

"What?" Harry asked, distracted and I rolled my eyes.

"Yeah, I know! He told me after Potions! Said she's always been really nice, helping him out with work and stuff- but she told him she was already going with someone. Ha! As if! She just didn't want to go with Neville. . . I mean, who would?"

"Shut up!" I snapped so sharply they stopped laughing. "Ginny's going with Neville."

Hermione came through the portrait at that moment. "Why weren't you two at dinner?" she asked, joining us.

"Because they've both just been turned down by girls they asked to the ball!" Ginny said angrily.

"Thanks a bunch Ginny." Ron said sourly.

"All the good-looking ones taken, Ron?" Hermione said loftily. "Eloise Migden, starting to look quite pretty now, is she? Well, I'm sure you'll find someone somewhere who'll have you."

I laughed.

"Hermione, Neville's right- you are a girl." Ron said, staring at her suddenly.

I stopped laughing.

"Oh well spotted."

"Well- you can come with one of us!"

"No, I can't." She snapped.

"Oh come on, we need partners, we're going to look really stupid if we haven't got any, everyone else has." Ron said impatiently but Hermione interrupted him.

"I can't come with you, because I'm already going with someone." Hermione said, blushing.

"No, you're not! You just said that to get rid of Neville!" Ron said.

"Oh did I?" Hermione asked, her eyes narrowing and flashing and she had a hard edge in her voice, "Just because it's taken you three years to notice, Ron, doesn't mean no one else has spotted I'm a girl!" She stormed off toward the girls' dormitories.

"She's lying." Ron said flatly.

"No she's not." I said angrily.

"Who is it then?" Ron asked sharply.

"I'm not telling you, it's her business."

"Ginny you can go with Harry-" Ron started and I growled, rolling my eyes.

"I can't." Ginny said, blushing too. "Didn't you hear Eliza? I'm going with Neville. He asked me after Hermione turned him down and it wasn't like I could go anyways since I'm not a fourth year. I think I'll go have dinner." she said abruptly, getting up and leaving.

"What's got into them?" Ron asked.

"Hermione wanted you to ask her but someone asked her first and she said yes." I said flatly. "Ginny wanted Harry to ask her but he's got his eye on Cho and Ginny's got enough dignity not to ask."

"What about you?" Ron asked. "Who are you going with? I heard you turned down Fred and Cedric."

"Yeah, I did." I said sharply. "Because I saw Fred going with Angelina and saw Cedric going with Cho. I don't interfere with the future."

"Then who are we going with? And why did you tell us who we were going to ask if we weren't going with them?" Harry asked.

"Because it's important that Cho knows you like her, despite the fact she won't be going with you. And Ron was going to do it whether I told you or not. And you, Harry are going to go over there and ask Parvati right now. Ron, you are technically going to go with Padma, but considering you'll be in such a terrible mood at the ball and won't even dance with her, it'd probably be better you don't go with anyone. If you are going to ask them though." I said, glaring at them angrily. "IF, you do ask them, you'd better dance with them, do you understand me? Girls hate not dancing."

Harry and Ron looked at each other and both of them nodded. "Here comes Parvati." I muttered. Parvati and Lavender had just entered the common room. Harry got up and went over and said, "Parvati? Will you go to the ball with me?"

Parvati giggled, blushing under her dark skin and then said, "Yes, all right, then." She said.

"Thanks." Harry said in relief. "Ron wants to know if Padma will go with him."

"I'll ask her." Parvati said, smiling.

"Thanks, that would be great." Harry said and came back to where we were sitting.

"Elizabeth are you going with someone?" Harry asked.

I shook my head, a bit downcast. "I haven't been asked by anyone that I haven't seen the future about."

"I'm sorry." Harry said.

I realized that I sounded extremely upset and I jumped to my feet. "No! Sorry, I'm fine, don't worry. I'm going to go eat."

I walked out of the Gryffindor common room. I went down to the Great Hall and grabbed something to eat and walked out to the forest. It was still light out and I found Firenze easily.

"Elizabeth Kane." He greeted me.

"Hi Firenze." I said, sitting down nearby.

I was quiet and he asked what was wrong.

"Well. . . nothing really." I said. "I just don't like being able to see the future much right now."

Firenze laughed, "Can't see who your going to the ball with?"

I blinked. "How'd you know?"

"Girls are usually very interested in balls and such. So judging by your down face, I assumed it had something to do with that." Firenze said, continuing to sharpen his arrows.

"It's just. . ." I hesitated. "It's stupid to complain about not having a date, you know? There are worse things than not having a date. And it's not like I wasn't asked. . . it's just that those who asked I'd already seen going with other people. . . you know I hate interfering with the future."

Firenze nodded, "I understand that and you are right that there are worse things. But I think someone as young as you shouldn't be worried about worse things. But perhaps that's a biased answer considering how much I like you."

He held my gaze for a second before tossing another arrow onto his pile of fixed arrows. I got closer, interested in the process.

"Can you teach me how to make arrows?" I asked, changing the subject.

He showed me that using fire could help bend arrows- and bows- into the shape that you wanted. Plants could be stripped and plant insides could be used as bow string. There were flat rocks that had to be chiseled and sharpened to turn into arrow points and more twine and feathers and leaves to attach the heads to the sticks and decorations for the bottom of the arrows.

I practiced with some of the wood he had laying around. I could make decent arrows but I couldn't make a good bow. I was very frustrated by this fact and it showed on my face.

"Your being to gentle with the wood." Firenze said, "here." He placed his large hands over mine and pulled on the wood harder. "See?"

I tried concentrating on what I was doing, but I was more distracted by his hands. They were so warm, big, and comforting. I blinked, trying not to think about them.

There was a better bow shape than I had done. "But if I pull to hard it'll snap in half." I said.

"No, that's what the fires for." Firenze said. "It's gentle, fast, and hard all at the same time, see?" And then, for some reason, his face turned red and he took his hands off mine and busied himself with the rest of his arrows.

I looked at him curiously. "What? I don't understand." I had never seen Firenze flustered before.

"It's nothing, Elizabeth." He said, his face still red. "I'm just saying that while you have to be careful with the wood, you have to pull hard to make the shape."

"Oh." I said, but that hadn't been what I'd meant at all. I was trying to figure out why his face was all red. I'd never seen Firenze embarrassed before. But I let the conversation drop.

"Who would you like to go to the ball with?" Firenze asked suddenly, tucking his back legs out to the side in a more comfortable position.

"Well. . ." I hesitated, holding another arrow in my hand. "I would've liked to go with Fred or Cedric but it wasn't possible of course. . . and anyone else I could've asked is much older- like graduated from school old- so they can't come obviously. . . I don't know if I'll even go."

Firenze was quiet, carving the stone into a triangle point. We talked about different topics for the rest of the time until it got dark, and then I headed back up to the castle. I wondered how Sirius and Dad were. I wondered how Trang was. I ought to write to them all tonight.

I did just that, going straight up to the dorm and pulling our parchment and ink.

Dear Sirius, Yule Balls coming up... yay. I guess. Anyways, I just wanted to make sure you got the chicken. I don't want you to be feeding on only rats! I'll send more food when I get a chance. Miss you a lot, Write soon Love, Elizabeth

Dear Dad, Perhaps I should've come home for Christmas- don't know why in the world I wanted to stay. I just realized only now that I don't dance. I suppose I should've thought ahead better. Wish you could come up here for Christmas since I messed up. I miss you a lot. I can't wait for summer to see you again. I love you. Write soon, okay? Love, Elizabeth

P.S. Did you ever send a letter to Uncle Moody about classes? He said on our first day that he got a letter from you describing what the class had been over. I just figured you'd told him when he came to our house. Perhaps you sent a follow up letter?

Dear Trang, There's a ball going on at school this year! I know you talked about a 'homecoming' back in September. I suppose this dance is something like that. It's called the Yule Ball. I don't have a date but I might go anyways. I only said no to Fred because I foresaw him going with Angelina. I think if I didn't have visions I would've said yes. But maybe there's a reason I don't go with him- right? Anyways, wanted to get your opinion on Magical candies. I'm going to send you a lot of different things for Christmas. It'll probably get there after Christmas though. Depends on how fast Sadie can get to America. (owls don't fly over oceans well of course). Write soon okay? I want to hear all about your crazy American friends. How's Carter? Have you found anywhere secluded to fly? Did you go to that homecoming dance? Love, Elizabeth

I stuffed each letter in an envelope, scrawling their names on the outside, and put them aside so that I could send them off tomorrow. Three days until the ball. I took a deep breath. I thought about what Professor McGonagall said a long time ago. She was right. My self-worth wasn't my visions. My self-worth wasn't if I had a date at the ball. I'd been asked and I'd turned them down.

Feeling much better, I laid down and went to sleep.

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𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖓𝖊𝖝𝖙 𝖉𝖆𝖞, I rose and hurried up to the owlery. I'd need three owls. Sadie had come back from Sirius, a small note attached to her mouth. "I have a letter I need you to take to Trang." I said. "I know they aren't your favorite trips and I know it's a long wait so get some sleep, okay? I'll leave the letter with you and you can take it when your ready." She hooted softly. I tied the small letter to her leg, making sure all the flaps were down. She went up to the straw and slept.

I took Hedwig down so that she could deliver a letter to Dad and then I borrowed a school owl for Sirius. I'd attached parchment to Sirius letter so that he wouldn't have to scrounge around for parchment.

I sent them off and then was going to leave the Owlery when Dean Thomas came in. We bumped into each other and both clutched our foreheads in pain.

"Hi Dean." I said. I noticed he had no letter in his hand. What was he doing up here?

"Will you go to the ball with me?" He asked breathlessly in greeting.

I stared in surprise. "Oh."

"I mean, I wasn't going to go with anyone and I know you weren't going to foresee me going with anyone so I wanted to know if you'd go with me." Dean said awkwardly. Perhaps he blushed, but it was to hard to tell because his skin was so dark.

"Sure." I said, blushing. "yeah, I'll go to the ball with you."

He grinned. "Great, okay. I'll meet you in the entrance hall, yeah?"

"Yeah." I said.

He dashed down the Owlery steps and I stood there for a second. Then I cursed. I'd just sent those letters off! Bloody hell.

Groaning in frustration I set down the stairs. I entered the Great Hall and sat down with the others. "Guess who just asked me to the ball?" I asked lightly.

"Who?" Ron asked, interested. Padma had told him she'd go to the ball with him.

"Dean Thomas."

"Really?" Hermione asked, a bit amazed. "I didn't think he was going to go with anyone."

"Yes." I said, pulling over a plate of toast and the butter dish. "He said as much in the Owlery. However, I didn't foresee him with anyone, probably because he wasn't going to go with anyone, so I said yes."

"I'm surprised." Harry said. "Thought you'd go with Fred or Cedric."

"Well. . ." I said slowly. "They did both ask me, as I've said before. But since I'd seen them with other people. . . I didn't feel comfortable interfering with the future for selfish gain."

Ron was shaking his head and muttered, "Mental." I gave him an annoyed look.

We left the Great Hall and Ron ducked behind Harry to hide as Fleur went past saying, "It is too 'eavy, all zis 'Ogwarts food. I will not fit into my dress robes!"

"Oooh there's a tragedy." Hermione snapped. ''She really thinks a lot of herself, that one, doesn't she?"

"Hermione- who are you going to the ball with?" Ron asked quickly. He'd been asking her frequently, trying to startle her into giving in. It wasn't working.

Hermione simply frowned and said, "I'm not telling you, you'll just make fun of me."

"You're joking, Weasley! You're not telling me someone's asked that to the ball? Not the long-molared Mudblood?" Draco's voice came from behind us.

Harry, Ron, and I spun around and my wand was out. Before I could cast a spell, Hermione beamed, and waved to someone behind Draco and said, "Hello, Professor Moody!"

Draco went pale and jumped backward, looking wildly around, but Uncle Moody was still up at the teacher's table, eating.

"Twitchy little polecat, aren't you, Malfoy?" Hermione asked scathingly and we went up to the library.

"Hermione, your teeth." Ron said slowly, looking sideways at her.

"What about them?" She asked defensively.

"Well, they're different." Ron said, frowning.

"Of course they are- did you expect me to keep those fangs Malfoy gave me?" Hermione said, rolling her eyes.

"No, I mean, they're different to how they were before he put that hex on you. . . They're all. . . straight and- and- normal sized." Ron said.

Harry and I leaned around to see her mouth too as she smiled mischievously. They were different.

"Well. . . when I went up to Madam Pomfrey to get them shrunk, she held up a mirror and told me to stop her when they were back to how they normally were, and I just. . . let her carry on a bit. Mum and Dad won't be too pleased. I've been trying to persuade them to let me shrink them for ages, but they wanted me to carry on with my braces. you know, they're dentists, they just don't think teeth and magic should- look! Pigwidgeon's back!" She said, pointing.

Pigwidgeon was twittering on top of the banisters, a scroll of parchment tied to his leg. People passed by, pointing and laughing and group of third year girls paused and said, "Oh look at the weeny owl! Isn't he cute?"

"Stupid little feathery git! You bring letters to the addressee! You don't hang around showing off!" Ron said, grabbing Pigwidgeon out of the air in a fist. Pigwidgeon hooted, his head protruding above Ron's fist. The third-year girls looked scarred for life.

"Clear off!" Ron snapped at the third-years girls. I frowned at him. "Here- take it, Harry." Ron added.

In the corner of the Gryffindor common room, Harry read aloud Sirius' letter.

Dear Harry, Congratulations on getting past the Horntail. Whoever put your name in that goblet shouldn't be feeling too happy right now! I was going to suggest a Conjunctivitis Curse, as a dragon's eyes are its weakest point but your way was better, I'm impressed. Don't get complacent, though, Harry. You've only done one task; whoever put you in for the tournament's got plenty more opportunity if they're trying to hurt you. Keep your eyes open- particularly when the person we discussed is around- and concentrate on keeping yourself out of trouble. Keep in touch, I still want to hear about anything unusual. Sirius

"He sounds exactly like Moody. Constant vigilance! You'd think I walk around with my eyes shut, banging off the walls. . ." Harry said, pocketing the letter. I giggled.

"But he's right, Harry. You have still got two tasks to do. You really ought to have a look at that egg, you know, and start working out what it means. . ." Hermione said.

"Here." I said. "Cedric's going to give you a hint and you should take it up."

Harry scowled.

"I know." I said, rolling my eyes. "But he's already figured it out. Stupid thing really, he won't exactly be paying you back and I'm not telling you what it is. But if you take up the offer sooner rather than later, you'll be much better off."

"Want a game of chess Harry?" Ron asked.

"I'll see you guys later." I said. "I'm going to get some homework done."

"Sure Ron. See you later Elizabeth." Harry said and I left the common room.

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𝖂𝖍𝖊𝖓 𝕴 𝖜𝖔𝖐𝖊 up on Christmas day, I bounced out of bed to see the stack of presents at the foot of my bed.

Dad had sent books, of course. Lord of Chaos, Insomnia, The Bingo Palace, and Born in Fire. He'd also sent me a binder with sleeves in it. I wasn't sure what it was for a moment until, after looking at it, I realized it could be used to hold my Chocolate Frog cards. He'd also sent a letter.

Dear Elizabeth, Is Hogwarts really so bad that you wish it was summer already? And I'm sure you'll end up being glad that you stay at Hogwarts for the winter. Despite that, I do miss you too. I love you a lot. No, I never sent Mad-Eye a letter. Perhaps he's mistaken or perhaps he wrote down the contents of our conversation which he then mistaken for a letter. Not entirely sure. Or maybe he just didn't want the students to know that he knows me personally. I can understand and respect that. Anyways, let me know if anything else goes on at Hogwarts. Love you, Dad

I frowned. Sure, Uncle Moody made some rash decisions but mistaking his own handwriting for a letter from dad? Not likely. Of course. . . not every wizard or witch liked to admit they knew a werewolf. . . and while dad could respect that, I most certainly couldn't. And I couldn't see Uncle Moody being ashamed of knowing Dad. He didn't care about people's opinions. So why had he said he'd received a letter from dad over the summer?

Hermione had sent me a Quidditch book titled Quidditch Teams of Britain and Ireland.

Trang had sent me American candy and new books from the Vampire Diary series.

Ron sent me a book called Mythology and a note saying that I should stop reading IT. I had actually gotten him the book IT for Christmas. I wondered if he'd get nightmares from reading it. Then I wondered if he would even read it.

Harry had sent me chocolates from Honeydukes.

Hagrid had sent treacle fudge and a carved dragon statuette.

Mrs. Weasley had sent me hot fudge cakes and a pink sweater with white rabbits knitted on it. She had also sent a letter thanking me for the portrait I'd done of the family and told me that it was hanging on the wall in the living room.

Fred and Cedric had sent me more charms to put on the bracelet that Fred had originally bought for me on my first Christmas here. Fred had sent a rabbit, dolphin, and British flag charms. Cedric had sent a snitch charm and a book charm. I added them to the bracelet immediately.

Bill had sent me an artkit, fit with a book, to learn how to Gongbi, a type of Chinese style painting.

I was glad that Dean hadn't given me anything for Christmas because I hadn't gotten him anything.

Sirius had sent me a penknife, not unlike the one he sent Harry. I had been meaning to ask him about the house key he'd sent for my birthday but was afraid of the answer.

As always, there was an anonymous present, which I was almost always fairly certain came from Professor Snape. I dropped the rock into my hand and stared at it curiously. It was black onyx but it didn't seem to be a decoration of any sort. There was no holes or loops to put string through to make it a necklace.

Then, looking through a small part of the onyx, I saw that there was a diamond in there. It wasn't large. Probably smaller than my pinky fingernail. But it was there. It had to have hidden meaning- I just didn't know what. I set the onyx down carefully on the table, not wanting it to get broken.

Then, I noticed there was one last present. It was wrapped in a sheaf of animal skin and I carefully laid it on my bed and opened it up and gasped. It was a bow. It was beautifully crafted- obviously handmade with a pink tint to the wood. There were about a dozen arrows with it as well. Everything about it was perfect. There was a handwritten note inside that read For my favorite human.

I laughed and set the animal skin, bow, and arrows underneath my bed. I grabbed my cloak and scarf from the bedside table and raced down the stairs, out of the castle.

I had to search a little bit before I could find Firenze. He and Ronan were talking amongst themselves. Ronan bowed to me and I bowed back quickly. "Hello Ronan." I said. "How are you?"

"Very well, and you, Elizabeth Kane?"

"Decent." I said with a smile. "Merry Christmas!"

"Merry Christmas!" Ronan said with a smile. He nodded to Firenze. "I will converse with you later." Firenze nodded back and then turned to me as Ronan galloped off.

"Thank you for the bow and arrows Firenze." I said, smiling still. I didn't want to use the word gift or present in case that was offensive to their kind. Firenze already had animosity with Bane- I didn't want to create anymore.

"You are quite welcome." He said with a smile. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a drawing I'd done of him. There were actually a few sketches on the page. He took the page, looked at it, and laughed. "I think you've overdone my arm muscles a bit Elizabeth Kane."

It was probably true- I'd done up the muscles in his arms and stomach. I blushed. "It's fairly realistic in my mind."

Firenze put a hand on my shoulder. "Thank you Elizabeth Kane." Then, to my surprise as he rarely showed any type of physical affection to me, he pulled me into a hug. I hugged him back tightly, savoring the moment for I was sure this was a once in a lifetime opportunity.

"You're welcome Firenze." I said, smiling upwards. My stomach growled. He laughed again.

"I suppose you came out here without breakfast?" His teeth were absolutely perfect and white. We pulled out of the embrace and started walking back towards the edge of the forest.

"First thing." I said.

"Got a date for the Ball?" He asked.

I sighed, "His name's Dean Thomas. It was a bit of an unexpected invitation to be completely honest. I'd never gotten a vibe from him that he was interested in me, but I accepted as I didn't see any futuristic problems about going with him."

Firenze nodded, "That's fair enough I think."

"Anyways!" I said cheerfully. "I think I'll go inside and get some breakfast. How clear do you think the stars will be tonight?"

"Hmm." Firenze stared up at the light sky. "Probably clear. What time does the Yule Ball end?"

"Midnight." I murmured. "Best time for viewing."

My stomach growled again. I said good-bye and hurried back up to the castle to eat.

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𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖉𝖆𝖞 𝖕𝖆𝖘𝖘𝖊𝖉 quickly- most likely because I was dreading dancing. I forgot I didn't know how to dance.

There was the normal Christmas lunch that took place every year. The tables looked weird because everyone was visiting different tables. There were Hufflepuffs sitting with Ravenclaws and Gryffindors sitting with Hufflepuffs. It was very bizarre to see, especially with the Durmstrang and Beauxbatons sitting throughout the four tables.

Then, afterwards, I went outside with the Weasleys, Harry, and Hermione. We had a snowball fight. We mostly targeted Ron. Ginny was very good at throwing snowballs and more importantly- dodging them.

Hermione however, decided to watch on the steps. I would've thrown a snowball at her just to get her to join in, but I knew what she wanted to do with her hair so I refrained from the temptation.

She left a full three hours before the dance started. Ron shouted after her as she went up the steps, "What, you need three hours?" and then, "Who're you going with?"

But she didn't answer and simply disappeared into the castle. "Who is she going with!" Ron said in frustration, taking another snowball to the head.

"You know." I said. "If she doesn't want you to know, you'll just have to find out at the ball-" I ducked a snowball thrown at me by Fred. "-and then, you have to promise you're still going to dance with Padma."

I threw a snowball at George's stomach and it hit. I went in with about an hour and a half left and I pulled Ron aside, and said seriously, "I'm serious. You pay attention to Padma tonight, do you understand?"

"Yes, I get it." Ron snapped.

"You're going to be looking for Hermione until you find her and not paying attention to Padma. Try and change the future and give her some attention. You'd better dance with her." I said and walked away, dodging one last snowball thrown by Fred.

In the girls dorm up in the Hufflepuff house, Susan was wearing green dress robes and Hannah was wearing pink.

I quickly got into my own long purple dress. Susan zipped up the back. It took me about twenty minutes to finish my makeup. I played up the eyes and lips. Then, with a bit of help from Susan, I finished my hair in an elegant bun with small braids circling on my head. I stuck in pearl bobby pins to keep everything in place.

I helped Susan with her hair in return, and then went over to my dresser and took out the silver heels I had saved for the occasion. As jewelry, I put on the black sunflower necklace that Snape had given me for Christmas last year and the dragon ring that Dad had given me for a past birthday. I didn't wear the charm bracelet- it was to juvenile, I thought. I left my glasses off as well. My vision was a bit wonky but clear- I'd been getting used to it.

I walked down the stairs to the entrance hall. My vision was slowly adjusting. Dean came out of nowhere, wearing black dress robes.

"You look lovely." He said, a blush creeping up his dark cheeks.

I smiled at him. "Thank you."

A moment later, Harry came down with Parvati, Ron trailing after him.

"Hi Harry, Hi Parvati." I said in greeting. My arm was around Dean's.

"Ah, you look so pretty!" Parvati squealed.

I blushed. "You look lovely as well." She really did. She was from India and had worn the traditional Indian dress with a sash. The robes were a shocking pink. Her dark black hair was plaited with gold and she wore gold bangles on her wrists and gold jewelry about her neck. Her sash- if that was what it was called- was a purple color.

"You turned out well." I said to Harry.

"Gee, thanks." Harry said, looking extremely nervous.

"Chin up." I said. "You've got a pretty date and she's a strong dancer too." I winked at Parvati. She smiled. "Besides, four or five dances isn't that much now, is it?"

Ron was looking around the crowd. Parvati found her sister and brought her over to meet Ron.

"Hi." Ron said, and I was pleased to see that he was looking directly at her rather than around the crowd.

Padma was just as pretty in her dress robes. They were the same style as Parvati's, but turquoise in color with a yellow sash. In my opinion, I thought she might even be prettier. She had slightly fuller lips than Parvati and I preferred the colors of her dress robes.

"Oh no." Ron cried out and ducked as Fleur passed with the Ravenclaw Quidditch captain, Roger Davies. He stood up as she passed by without a single look at us.

I ignored a group of Slytherins that had just come up from the dungeons. Instead, I focused on the front oak doors. A moment later, Professor Karkaroff entered, the Durmstrang students and their partners following after.

Krum was at the front of the party with Hermione. Her hair was done up elegantly and sleek looking. Her dress was periwinkle colored. I looked over. Harry had a blank look on his face, not knowing who she was. Ron however, looked a bit sour and I stomped on his foot and glared at him. He winced. I'd forgotten I'd been wearing heels.

"Champions over here please!" Professor McGonagall called from across the Great Hall.

"See you later." Parvati said to Ron, Padma, Dean, and I. Dean gave me his arm and I took it. Ron gave Padma his arm and she took it delightedly. His robes, I'd forgotten to mention where a dark maroon and looked well on him. No lace or nothing.

We walked past the champions. I smiled at Hermione and nodded to Cedric as we passed. Cho looked absolutely beautiful and I was glad I had declined. I wouldn't have looked like that next to Cedric. The two of them were made for each other. I found I wasn't jealous like I thought I might've been. After all, I couldn't be with all my crushes.

On the other hand, Cedric scowled at Dean, looking quite jealous. I paid him no attention. Luckily, Cho hadn't noticed- looking at her Ravenclaw friends in the crowd.

Ron and Padma followed. We made our way to a small round table in the back and joined Seamus, Lavender, Neville, and Ginny. Ginny looked lovely in her blue robes and Lavender was wearing. . . lavender robes. Us girls grouped together and the boys all sat with each other. I didn't mind though.

The champions entered in a line, following Professor McGonagall up to the high table. She was wearing crimson robes which I thought would've looked nice on her if she hadn't put such an ugly wreath of thistles around her hat.

Everyone in the Great Hall started clapping and I joined in. Ron wasn't looking sulky, the way I'd seen before, but he was getting close to it, staring at Hermione and Krum with a look of distaste. But he looked at me and immediately turned to engage Padma in conversation.

I turned my attention to the high table. There was Dumbledore, wearing robes of blue. Then Karkaroff, he was wearing a moody expression, as he watched Krum and Hermione, to rival Ron's. I remembered his bias against Muggle-born witches and wizards. Ludo Bagman was in robes of bright purple with yellow stars- ugly to say the least. Madam Maxime was wearing a flowing gown of lavender silk, applauding politely and properly. Mr. Crouch, of course, was not there- the reason still remained unknown to me. However, in his place was Percy Weasley.

I was slightly irked about Mr. Crouch not being here, as I had wanted to corner him and see if he'd managed to throw off the curse. Or maybe he'd thrown off the curse and that was why he wasn't here. The thought made me uncomfortable.

I looked over to where some of the other teachers were sitting. Professor Sprout had ditched her normal patched and frayed clothes and was now wearing clean dress robes of tinted gold. Professor Flitwick was wearing navy blue. Hagrid was wearing his usual horrible brown suit. Professor Snape was wearing black, but not his usual overflowing robes.

He was wearing long black pants and a stiff white shirt which he'd covered with a long black coat. The edges of the bottom of the coat stuck out, the entire outfit was crisp. His hair looked exactly the same and he was wearing an expression of extreme boredom. He looked extremely handsome- I couldn't help noticing.

Professor Moody was wearing brown as well with a white ruffled shirt. He kind've looking like those explorers that Trang had showed me in one of her American history textbooks, except he was missing the funny black hat. But he had the long white socks and black buckled shoes. Pilgrims- I think was the word. I wasn't very certain about American history as I was British.

Once dinner ended, our entire table got to their feet so that we could start dancing. I had my arm on Dean's again. Harry had one hand on Parvati's waist and his other was clasped in her head. Seamus and Dean sniggered and waved at him.

The Weird Sisters- not one of my favorite bands- started up a mournful tune and the champions and their partners started to dance. After an appropriate amount of time, other couples stepped in. Dean led me into the circle and we started to dance as well.

As much as I complained about not being able to dance, it was easy when it was choreographed to be somewhat the same. There was a pattern to be memorized, it wasn't just something left up to everyone.

Dean and I moved in a circle, closer to the teacher's table. I tried my best not to glance over at Professor Snape- I cared about his opinion way to much to see if he was looking at me or not. I noticed though, that Karkaroff was nearby, staring at the two of us, wearing robes of white with a black belt across his waist.

Finally though, as Dean twirled me around, I gave the briefest flicker with my eyes over to the Professors. Professor Snape seemed to be staring into my soul as our eyes met for a second. And then, my eyes were back on Dean and we were waltzing away.

Another dance started up and my eyes darted over to where Harry and Ron were but they continued to dance and I relaxed a bit.

Both Fred and Cedric interceded with Dean to get a dance or two in with me. Angelina didn't mind so much with Fred, going off and dancing with George and Lee, but Cho was another story. She threw jealous glances mine and Cedric's way, while talking to her Ravenclaw friends.

I frowned at Cedric, "You're making Cho jealous."

He looked uncomfortable as we danced, "I wanted to take you."

Now I was uncomfortable.

"Why'd you turn me down?" He asked.

"Because I saw you going with Cho and I don't interfere with the future." I replied honestly.

"What if you couldn't see the future?" Cedric asked.

I hesitated and then admitted, "I probably would've said yes."

He seemed a great deal happier with that answer and I quickly said, "But it doesn't change the fact that you were and are supposed to be with Cho."

He pursed his lips. "It's a dance Elizabeth. This is the only dance I get with you probably ever. Let me enjoy it."

I scowled at him. "I'm enjoying it."

"Good." He said with a grin and twirled me around. I finally laughed.

"You are a good dancer." I admitted.

"I know. You're terrible." Cedric teased.

I blushed, laughing again. "Oh Ced. . ."

The song ended and we broke apart, staring at each other for a moment before Cho glided over, taking Cedric back into her arms. I took the hint and went to find Dean.

Around eleven o'clock, I said goodnight to Dean. I stopped by Hermione who was in deep conversation with Krum and another boy by the drinks table. He was incredibly short.

"You look gorgeous Hermione." I told her earnestly and she smiled at me.

"And you look beautiful." She complimented me back.

"Hello Viktor." I said and simply nodded to his other friend.

"Elizabeth, you looked very nice." Viktor said awkwardly, looking at Hermione like he hoped she wouldn't take offense to him complimenting me.

"This is Viktor's friend Felix er- I can't pronounce his last name." Hermione said quickly, introducing us.

I shook hands with him. He was thin and tall with light brown hair. He was from Sweden and was only eight years old, though he looked at least twelve. I was surprised by his age. Apparently he worked under Karkaroff as a study. I thought it was very interesting. His last name was: Kjellberg. Apparently understudies started at young ages. Probably because learning things at a young age made it stick longer in the brain.

I said good-bye to them and made my way out of the Great Hall and down into the entrance hall. I noticed Harry and Ron had taken a walk too, though not with Parvati and Padma. I wondered briefly if they would still over hear Hagrid and Madam Maxime's conversation or if that had already happened.

Snape and Karkaroff had just passed them. Karkaroff had broken off from Snape, passing me now. He slowed and we exchanged a look. I shivered and looked away.

I turned down a side path, away from Karkaroff, that would lead to the greenhouses- but I went into the forest instead. I wondered where Firenze could possibly be tonight. I looked up at the sky as I walked. Firenze had been right, there wasn't a cloud in the sky.

"You look stunning tonight." a voice that wasn't Firenze's said. My heart started to beat extremely fast. I turned around slowly. Professor Snape stood there, his arms behind his back. He had no expression on his face, though there was a faint colour in his cheeks.

"Thank you." I said, barely whispering. My words carried across the clearing. I realized how story-book this was. The perfectly circular clearing with the stars shining down on us. The lovely glowing flowers that were in half-bloom. If only it was the summer and not the winter and lightning bugs were flying around.

Professor Snape seemed to be thinking along the lines of the weather because he said, "Aren't you cold?"

I looked down. I had forgotten a cloak. I shrugged instead, "I was only planning on staying out for an hour or so."

He took a step closer, a hesitant one. His eyes were locked on mine. I felt the way I had in the potions classroom with Karkaroff, except I wasn't frozen from fear- but anticipation. I shivered. He mistook the shivering however.

I met him halfway in the clearing. He held out his hand and asked, "May I have this dance?"

It was such a corny, fairy tale like line that I was utterly surprised he had used it. I placed a hand in his, noticing how warm his hands were. That surprised me even more, I think. Being in the dungeons was freezing and I expected his hands to be cold.

I put my other arm around his neck. His other hand was on my waist. I had expected him to be a good dancer- an expectation that he met.

"I did mention how beautiful you look tonight, didn't I?" he whispered in my ear.

"Yes." I whispered softly. "And though I never said a word, I think you look extremely handsome tonight."

Though I had grown over the summer, I still wasn't quite as tall as him. My head rested just on his shoulder. We'd stopped dancing formerly and were now more swaying side to side. I was trembling now, a bit from the cold, and a bit from nerves.

"You should've brought a cloak." He murmured again, against my cheek.

"I don't usually think before I act." I muttered. "You know that."

He laughed, a real one, and said, "Yes, I suppose I do."

What was this? I had never really expected romantic feelings from him- him being a teacher and all. He hadn't danced with anyone at the ball and had left early. I knew, of course, he'd had feelings for my mum and that could've been a reason he never loved anyone. The words, "I act heartless because my heart died with her" kept popping into my head when I thought about his cold demeanor.

But this wasn't cold, this wasn't heartless, and this was certainly borderline romantic. Okay, it was completely romantic. Dancing in the moonlight in a forest. His hands were warm and so was his body. I was growing careless.

"The stars are pretty aren't, they? I suppose that's the reason you came out here in the first place." he whispered. Did he just call the stars pretty? How completely unlike him.

I opened my mouth to explain exactly why I came out here, but my brain didn't work and instead I whispered, "I love you."

We stopped dancing. He froze and I froze and then I clapped a hand over my mouth in horror. His eyes were locked on mine, looking almost frightful. Without saying another word, I drew away from him, dashing past him. Kicking off my heels, I ran back to the castle, leaving Professor Snape behind in the clearing.

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HP Girls as a Girlfriend - (Gender Neutral)

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A/N: Hey sexy it's Angel, I'm in the mood to do another listing style post, so this one is about what these HP girls would be like as a girlfriend, I haven't done anything for the HP girls I made this but anyways I hope you enjoy this one I love you. xx

Warnings⚠️: None this one is pure fluff.

Word Count: 1,166

List of Characters:

Hermione Granger

Lavender Brown

Padma Patil

Parvati Patil

Cho Chang

Ginny Weasley

Luna Lovegood

Pansy Parkinson

Hannah Abbot

𝐍𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐨𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠…

Hermione Granger :

She helps you with any school work you have to do and encourages you to study hard and supports you through tough assessments and exams ensuring you it's all going to be worth it.

She loves playing with your hair and ruffling it making you lay on her lap so she can do so quite often while she reads.

She's very much grateful and expresses an immense amount of gratitude for anything that you do for her whether it's helping her calm down over an exam, getting her flowers, or kissing her forehead.

She comes up with an idea for the both of you to have a handshake so you both make one and execute the ritual every time you're about to leave each other for the time being.

She's an amazing advice giver no matter the situation that you are in she comes up with the best most smartest solution.

Lavender Brown:

She loves cuddling with you more than anything in the world and she's very much affectionate no matter where you both are and any time of the day.

She has a sort of mother-like figure/influence on you making sure you eat and drink enough, making sure you get some sleep and taking the best care of you when you're sick.

She loves wearing matching clothes with you and she managed to get you to agree to wear the same shirt she's wearing when you both are due to go on a date.

She's a really good listener and she is more than happy to just sit there and listen to you talk about something frustrating, happy, or sad, and she never interrupts you while you talk either.

She gives the cutest most love-dovey nicknames possible because that's how she expresses how much she adores you and the only time she'd call you by your name is if she's mad at you.

Padma Patil :

She tells you a random fact about something quite often due to her rich acknowledgments and intelligent brain which you find quite cute.

She's an optimistic person and some of that optimism rubbed off you as well.

She's really good at keeping eye contact and you find it quite alluring when she initiates one.

She has a habit of biting your lower lip when you make out with her it's almost like a signature style of hers.

She likes twilling her hair when she's really focused on her studies or is thinking about something really hard.

Parvati Patil :

She loves and adores fashion so she constantly asks for your opinion on her outfits and when you have a fashion emergency she'll always be there to help you.

She loves picking a little bit of food from your plate, but you don't mind it because you find this adorable and she always rewards you with a kiss as a thank you for letting her try some anyway.

She's really good at giving messages whether it's your back, your neck, or anywhere else really.

She carries herself with confidence and always manages to bring out your confidence as well.

She uses you as a heat radiator when she's cold and holds on to you for dear life.

Cho Cheng :

She's learned how to make your favorite meal and cook it for you anytime you ask her to.

She loves wearing your clothes because it smells like you and because she knows you find her adorable yet sexy in your clothes.

She loves sitting next to you in a class you are both in and manage to save you a seat every time.

She's quite sensitive to anything and everything but by being so she's quite skillful in noticing people's body language and subtle cues about others and she's quite empathic as well.

She makes the cutest puppy dog eyes at you if you say no to her and it works every time because you can't handle her being sad or grumpy.

Ginny Weasley :

You both have the best inside jokes with each other and she's naturally a funny girl without even trying.

You both play fights, due to the number of brothers that she has she's constantly surrounded by masculinity so she's not afraid to play fight or beat you in any game the both of you have played, and due to that she also grows a little bit of competitiveness from her brothers.

She's one stubborn and tough girl possessing assertive energy and opinions in things she believes in.

She loves to tease you in a harmless and cute way sometimes adding a bit of sarcasm which you find quite alluring.

She's incredibly brave and would go through anything if it means keeping you safe or being able to help you stay safe almost like a protector.

Luna Lovegood :

She loves writing sweet and romantic letters for you and occasionally writes a poem for you as well.

She always takes you somewhere quiet and away from others to spend somewhere quiet time together usually kissing by a tree near the great lake or feeding thestrals inside the forbidden forest

She loves when you help her hand out her fathers magazine the Quibbler to others students around Hogwarts she used this time to bond with you while you walk around holding hands.

She's the type to hum or dance around when she's doing something which you find quite adorable.

She enjoys holding your hands under the table when you're eating inside the great hall together or when you both manage to sit next to each other in classes you have together.

Pansy Parkinson :

She's big on PDA and love displaying her love to you by kissing you, hugging you, or holding your hands in privet and out in public to show everyone just how much she loves you.

She's very playful and flirty never changing the way she was even before you started dating despite dating for a bit now.

She's really good at initiating anything first because she's the type of girl who doesn't mind making the first move.

She buys you expensive gifts that you'd most likely love because she can and she's filthy rich.

She likes getting all dolled up for you because she likes how you get stunned by her beauty.

Hannah Abbott :

She's probably the type to blush a whole lot if you do anything romantic towards her even if it's just a hug or a kiss.

She's very much an innocent and sweet girl but when you or other people that she cares about are wronged by anyone she'll stand up for you all no matter what due to her immense loyalty.

She gives off a shy vibe and is kind of awkward but that makes her so much more attractive in your eyes.

When she isn't feeling shy or is away from other people she'd make sure to kiss attack you and plant kisses all over your face and lips.

She's more than happy to help you with little things like tying up your shoelace, serving food on your plate, cleaning up your face after you've eaten, and other things.

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