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Tonight's the Night
Draco
"You ready to go?" Blaise asked, popping his head round the door to check up on me. I pushed a strand of hair out of my eyes.
"Not yet. I just don't…look right. I think maybe its my hair…God, no wonder everyone already knew I was gay," I muttered to myself, starting to get extremely annoyed as the same strand of hair flopped back into my eyes. Blaise stared at me for a long moment in disbelief.
"Draco, are you kidding me? You look amazing!" He choked as I turned to the mirror and studied my appearance. Damn my stupid hair, I knew I should have gotten it cut. And if I didn't look perfect tonight then Harry would never even notice I was there. Damn him to hell.
After several minutes of fussing over my hair and robes, I finally nodded to myself in approval and turned to where Blaise was standing, still at the doorframe.
"Finally ready then?" He grinned at me, raising an eyebrow. I narrowed my eyes before walking past him and out the door.
"Hilarious," I muttered under my breath, making sure he heard my sarcastic remark. We walked down to the Great Hall in thoughtful silence, both of us probably thinking about what was going to happen tonight. Although Blaise was positive that Seamus and Harry wouldn't even attend the ball, I wasn't so sure. All the Gryffindorks were obsessed with their little savior Potter, if he asked any of them to go to the ball with him they would surely dump their dates and choose him instead. Stupid Gryffindors. Obsessed with my boyfriend. Well, my 'ex'-boyfriend. Whatever.
As we finally neared the Great Hall, an hour late so that everyone wouldn't think we were too eager, I paused. Suddenly the perfect idea came to my mind and I turned to stand in front of Blaise. Before he could object, I began to tug his tie and mess up his perfectly arranged hair. I pushed the now loose tie to the side and made sure his hair was standing up in all different directions, before I quickly stepped back and admired my work.
"Draco! It took me ages to get my hair right!" He cried angrily, trying frantically to fix his gelled hair. I slapped his hand away.
"Don't touch it. Now do the same to me," I instructed, waiting for him to take out his revenge on me for messing up his appearance.
"Why?" He queried in confusion. I smirked at him knowingly.
"Because when we walk in, an hour late, it will look like we have been making out. Therefore, if Finnegan and Harry are actually there, then they will get jealous. Even if they're not there, they'll hear about it," I explained to him as he finally began to ruffle my hair and make me look thoroughly snogged.
"Genius," He grinned, stepping away and nodding to himself in satisfaction at my disheveled appearance.
"Right, let's go in." I told him, taking his hand and dragging him along beside me.
Let the show begin…
Harry
I slapped Seamus on the arm as my gaze settled on two much disheveled boys at the entrance of the Great Hall. Two very familiar much disheveled boys.
"What is-?" Seamus began to ask me curiously, before his gaze also caught sight of the two guys I was watching closely. Seamus' jaw dropped.
"Why is my ex-boyfriend with your ex-boyfriend, Harry?" He asked slowly as Blaise Zabini and Draco Malfoy strode into the room confidently. Both grinning menacingly from ear to ear. I gritted my teeth as I realized why the two boys were an hour late.
"They must have been making out. Draco would never look less than perfect otherwise…What a bloody hypocrite! He dumps me for making out with one of my best friends when he is doing the exact same thing!" I muttered angrily, slamming my drink down onto a nearby table with unnecessary force.
"Just so you know? I'm beating Malfoy up after this stupid ball," Seamus informed me, a bone jumping in his jaw as his free fist curled into a ball whilst the other held onto his drink.
"I'll help you right after I've murdered Zabini," I told him, wanting to slam my fist into the idiot's face. Although which of the idiots I meant I still wasn't exactly sure of. Bloody bastards... You don't go making out with someone after just dumping your boyfriend! That was just bloody cruel! I should have seen this coming though. Draco's a Slytherin after all. All Slytherins act like insufferable gits.
"I think somebody's spiked this punch," Seamus added thoughtfully, setting his cup down onto the table next to mine. Slowly an idea began to form in my head, not due to the spiking of the punch though.
"Can you dance?" I asked Seamus, looking at the partners who were slow-dancing on the dance floor to some love song.
"No," He laughed, gasping slightly as I took his hand and began to lead him to where my gaze was set on.
"Don't be so modest, I'm sure you can dance fine." I told him as we headed for the centre of the dancefloor.
"Harry, if I was a good dancer I would be boasting about it. But I suppose there's nothing too complicated abut slow dancing…" He added with a frown. I sighed as we finally reached roughly the center and pulled him close to me as we started to sway on the spot.
"So why are we dancing again?" He asked shakily as I pressed my body against his.
"To make our ex's jealous. You don't seriously think I'm going to let them have all the fun, do you?"
Blaise
"Why the fuck is your ex-boyfriend dancing with mine?" I asked furiously, watching the two Gryffindors slide their bodies against each other's as the song picked up a steady beat.
"They apparently have partnered up for the ball just to piss me off," He replied darkly, picking up a drink from a passing House-elf's tray and taking a swig of it. I snorted in disbelief.
"Fucking gits…" I swore under my breath, also taking a drink of the ice-cold liquid and downing it in one gulp. No way was I going to let Harry sodding Potter replace me. No bloody way. Especially when I was still in love with the idiotic leprechaun. Stupid Gryffindor. Who did Potter think he was anyway? Trying to steal my boyfriend. Well…ex. But I hardly see how that matters. If I'm still in love with the guy then he is still in some way technically mine…
Oh shut up Blaise.
"I seriously hate your ex-boyfriend," Draco informed me through gritted teeth. I snapped out of my dark mood and turned to look at the blonde. I wasn't surprised to see that he was looking practically murderous as he stared at the two dancing guys. I turned to where his gaze was watching and shrugged.
"Right back at you," I sighed, gritting my teeth as the two Gryffindors began to laugh over something Harry had whispered in Seamus' ear. Oh, so now the Golden Boy was a bloody comedian? Ha, I could make Seamus laugh just by breathing. Stupid git. No way was Potter an inch as good as me. No fucking way.
"Look at them…they're already over us…And look at me and you…how pathetic are we? We're standing at the punch bowel and pining after our ex-boyfriends when they are off dancing and having a laugh. How bloody depressing," Draco groaned, swallowing the rest of his punch before throwing the empty cup onto the table with the rest of the forgotten drinks. Oh God, this was awful! Surely they weren't already over us! A day after we'd broken up? You've got to be kidding me…There had to be a way to get Seamus back. After a moment of thinking about this, I took hold of Draco's hand and pulled him into a nearby corner. Draco barely had a chance to realize what was going on before I pulled him close to my body, holding onto his waist as he stared up at me quizzically.
"Why have you just dragged me into a corner, Blaise?" He queried with a frown. I let out a low chuckle as I saw the slight panic in his face.
"I'm getting my boyfriend back." I shrugged, beginning to leave a trail of kisses down his pale-skinned neck. The soft flesh cold to my lips. Draco let out a startled gasp as I pulled him even closer to me.
If this didn't make Seamus jealous, then I don't know what would.
"I bet you're thinking of me as Finnegan." The blonde commented, causing me to glance up.
"Trust me Draco, if I was thinking of Seamus, then my mouth wouldn't be on your neck."
Seamus
"I don't fucking believe it!" Harry cried in shock, his body stiff as he stared at something over my right shoulder. I gave him a questioning look before turning round for myself to see what was going on behind me. My jaw dropped in pure, stunned, horrified shock. I watched as Blaise's mouth continued to assault Draco's neck and jaw line, not yet touching the boy's lips. The blonde's eyes were closed and his lips slightly parted in what I could only assume was pleasure. Fucking slimy snake, the rat was going down.
"That is it!" Harry announced furiously, beginning to walk over to the two Slytherins and probably trying to think up a legal spell to hurt Blaise with. I hurried after the raven-haired boy as he began to shove past couples.
"Harry, no!" I shouted after him, the loud music drowning me out slightly. I grabbed Harry's arm and pulled him round to face me before he had the chance to knock over anyone else in his anger.
"Harry, it's alright! They're only doing this to try and annoy us! Don't let them get to you, mate," I reassured him with a sad smile, personally wanting nothing more than to beat Draco Malfoy up and then fuck Blaise Zabini senseless. I watched as Harry visibly calmed down, taking slow deep breaths as he tried to get a hold on his overwhelming anger. I leaned closer to him and kissed his lips lightly to try and make him feel better. Harry let out a small, sad sigh as I pulled away, and in the corner of my eye I could see that the two Slytherins we had previously been watching had now pulled away from each other.
As Harry's attention turned to look at the couples dancing around us, I watched as a furious Draco Malfoy began to move towards us. I poked Harry in the shoulder worriedly as his ex-boyfriend continued to stare at me, positively fuming.
"Harry?" I choked, fear slowly beginning to creep up on me as Blaise followed the raging blonde who was slowly making his way over to us, shoving past couples and ignoring their angry protests.
"Yeah?" The green-eyed boy smiled, turning his attention back to me.
"I don't think I should have kissed you mate," I told him, still watching as two silver eyes flashed as they looked from me to Harry. I gulped.
"Why not?" He asked me curiously. I nodded to the person behind him and began to clear my throat.
"Umm…because your ex-boyfriend is now standing right behind you and he looks as if he's about to murder someone."
Harry
I spun round on the spot and was met by two furious silvery-grey eyes which flicked from Seamus to me.
"Draco-?" I began to ask, before out of nowhere a fist collided with my chin. I stumbled backwards and tripped, falling back onto the floor as the music continued to pound in my ears. As I winced in pain, a body suddenly jumped on top of mine. I winced, thinking that I was about to be pummeled to death by a furious Draco, but almost cried out in shock when lips captured mine. I gasped in surprise, too stunned to react, before I slowly started to kiss the blonde back. My tongue traced his bottom lip and I grinned as they suddenly parted to let me in. Slowly though, I pulled away and looked into the eyes that looked straight into my soul that were now doing just that. I raised an eyebrow.
"What brought this on?" I asked the blonde Slytherin as my hands snaked round to the small curve of his back. Draco's body pressed harder against mine as his lips grinned down at me.
"I don't care if you've made out with Finnegan, I don't even bloody care if you've fucked his brains out. I just don't care anymore Harry, you're all I want and I can't stop thinking about you. I'm sorry I broke things off with us, but believe me when I say that I regret it more than anything I've ever done wrong in my entire life. Harry…will you go out with me again?" He whispered, ignoring the curious looks and wide-eyed stares we were getting as we continued to lie on the floor together. I bit my lip thoughtfully. Draco wasn't perfect, in fact, he was far from it. In the past he had tormented me, tried to curse me and basically been a bit of a git all these years. But who wanted perfect? I was just as bad as him…
"You promise me that you'll never get that jealous again and my answer is yes," I told him, running my hand through his messy blonde hair. Draco's grin widened happily as he kissed me once more quickly.
"I promise, Harry. I promise with all my heart. I never want to hurt you again." He murmured against my lips, before pulling away and standing up, reaching out a hand to help me get off the floor.
"Jeez, since when were you this romantic?" I grinned at him after getting up. I watched as Draco dusted off his robes and smoothed a hand over his disheveled hair. His lusting silvery gaze never leaving mine as he straightened out his appearance.
"Didn't you know? I've always been quite the charmer." He grinned back at me, taking my hand back and pulling me close to him so that I was now in his arms.
"Won't the towers be empty because of the ball tonight?" I asked suggestively, letting my lips wonder across his jaw line and down the front of his neck. I could feel Draco's already wide and beautiful grin grow even wider.
"Your bed or mine?"
Blaise
I watched in shock as my best friend and the Gryffindor, who had just been making out on the floor a moment ago, began to push through the gaping couples as they headed for the Great Hall's doors. After the couples quick exit, people slowly began to whisper to each other as they resumed their dancing. I took a deep breath as I turned to face Seamus and found him looking down at his feet, biting his lip and refusing to meet my gaze.
"Seamus…I…I'm so sorry," I stammered, nerves getting the better of me as I spoke to my ex for the first time since his dumping me. Which I still was quite miffed about by the way. I mean, I'd never been dumped by anyone in my entire life. Especially not by someone in a different house. I shook my head and cleared my throat. Now wasn't the time to be getting pointlessly annoyed. Seamus had dumped me. He'd had every right to. Now all I needed to worry about was getting him back.
"What for?" Seamus muttered, still not looking up at me.
"About the dare. It was probably the most stupid thing I've ever done in my life. And I'm sorry that I hurt you because of it. I mean, I would never have really tried to get to know you if it wasn't for that dare, but that's not the point. I should have told you Seamus, I should have told you the minute I started falling for you. And fuck knows that I fell for you. God, everyone but you realizes it. I'm so bloody in love with you Seamus. I just…I'm sorry." I told him quietly, ignoring the gazes that had now turned in our direction.
"Thanks for the apology," The Irish boy grunted in reply, slowly raising his head and meeting my gaze.
"So…we're…" I began to ask him, but pausing as I realized that I didn't know where I stood with the Gryffindor.
"Friends." Seamus finished lamely. I ignored the sudden twist in my stomach and nodded in understanding. Maybe this wasn't so bad. It could be much worse. He could not want to have contact with me at all. Then I would never get to see him grin at something I had said. Being friends wasn't what I wanted, but if it meant I got to be around him, then…then fine. A slow song began to play and I turned away from the brunette, wanting to go silently drown myself in the punch bowel.
"Do you want to dance?" Seamus suddenly asked from behind me. I paused in my steps and looked back over my shoulder at him.
"As friends," He added quickly, biting his lip again. My gaze dropped to his mouth and instantly images of me having kissed those lips flooded my mind. I slowly nodded my head, looking back up at his eyes and letting him put his hands on my waist.
Seamus' cheeks reddened as he pulled my body towards his, his arms moving round to the small of my back and pressing me against him. I smiled at him as I mirrored his actions. But I didn't blush. I was too busy gazing at him as his top teeth bit his bottom lip.
"So…Uh…What….Umm…" Seamus stammered after a few minutes of awkward silence. I frowned at him, not understanding what he was trying to say.
"I didn't catch that…" I smiled at him quietly. Seamus let out a frustrated groan before suddenly pulling me forwards and kissing me. I pulled his body tight against mine.
"Fuck being friends."
Dean
It was times like these one would simply take out their wand and point it to themselves before shouting out the killing curse and ending this tragic night for good. Thankfully I wasn't the suicidal type, but Amanda's constant groaning was starting to make me reconsider.
"Who does that guy think he is anyway? I mean, Craig constantly kept telling me that he had always loved me when he'd asked me out. That stupid irritating git. I never fell for it mind you, not even when I…accidentally said yes. But even if I did fall for it, not that I did, but say that if I had; it wouldn't have been my fault right? He's a really good actor you know," She continued, staring daggers in the direction of Pansy and her git of a partner.
I had never particularly known Amanda that well, but right now? I was seriously wishing it had stayed that way. I searched around the huge hall for a way to escape her constant bitching, if only for a few seconds before she'd be clinging to my arm again, and paused as my eyes settled on Seamus and…Blaise Zabini? What the holy fuck?! Hadn't they split up like…yesterday? I gaped at the pair in wonder, definitely having missed something there. But I quickly looked away, shaking my head with a small reluctant smile, as they began to kiss passionately in each other's arms. At least they looked happy. Ha, a bit more than happy if I was being honest.
I felt a surge of jealousy rush through me as I caught sight of Pansy. God, why did she always look so damn good? Her long brown hair running down her back, her dress slim and making her body look irresistible. Amanda was good-looking, but compared to the beautiful Slytherin Pansy? There was no competition…
Every time I looked away I always found myself glancing back after a few seconds, wanting nothing more than to march up to the brunette and take her into my arms and hold her close to me. I picked up my drink and tried to distract myself, looking everywhere else other than her direction. It was only as I was fidgeting with my drink and about to take a swig of it when I froze in stunned shock as I caught sight of Harry and Draco Malfoy finally re-entering the hall. What the bloody hell was going on with the world? Why were all the Gryffindors suddenly pairing up with the Slytherin snakes? I took in the Golden Boy's grinning appearance, I hadn't seen him for at least an hour and his disheveled appearance pointed at the obvious reason of why that was. I watched as Harry dragged Malfoy to the dancefloor and pulled him close, dancing to the quick beat and kissing him lightly on the lips.
"And you know, Craig doesn't even kiss that well! He totally just rushes into the snog." I turned to look at the blonde that was my partner for this ball and slowly began to let the depression wash over me.
Why was everyone getting who they wanted? Why everyone but me?
Pansy
I ignored my idiot of a partner as he continued to check out the girl by the drinks table whilst he was dancing with me. All night he hadn't paid any attention to me, but to be honest, I didn't really care. All that seemed to be succeeding in bothering me tonight was the fact that a particular Gryffindor who stood at the other side of the Hall was continuing to ignore me. Not once had he so much as even looked at me, let alone asked me to dance. Not even as the supposed friends we were. And no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't hate him. I just couldn't. And it was kind of obvious due to the fact I couldn't stop looking at him all night like the desperate loner I am.
This ball was probably the worst one I had literally ever been to in my entire life. Hell, it was also the worst night as well. It was just so damn unfair! Blaise was back together with his Irish ex-boyfriend Seamus while Draco was back with the boy-who-lived! And what do I get? Nothing. No one. Was it really so much to just want the same?
I looked away from Dean, who was looking incredibly bored next to his blonde partner, and turned to my dance partner Craig who was staring lustfully at the tall skinny red-head swishing her hair around to get his attention.
"Do you want a drink?" He asked me, not even glancing in my direction as his hands dropped from my waist.
"Yes, I would love a drink." I would also love the ground to swallow me up if you could help me out with that. As Craig headed off towards the red-head I knew that that was the last time I would see him until tomorrow morning at breakfast. I just felt sorry for the girl he had his eye on, because she had no idea what she was letting herself in for. Not only was Craig incredibly full of himself, but all night he had been telling me about his many girlfriends.
I slowly left the dance floor and walked over to a nearby empty table, picking up a drink from a passing House-elf and sitting in one of the silver metal chairs. It was obvious I was officially going to look like a loner. But I didn't care. Craig was a moron and I was glad that he had finally walked off on me. I watched as he leaned against the wall next to the girl who continued to swish her hair around like a plastic doll. In a way it was funny, watching him trying to get off with a Ravenclaw. If only he knew she was three years younger than him.
While I was grinning to myself about this, a warm hand laid on my shoulder, causing me to jump in shock. I spun round and froze as Dean slid into the chair next to mine, a small smile on his lips. Oh God, breathe Pansy, don't start blushing now, please stay calm!
'I thought I'd come over seeing as your partner is making out with some girl over there," He explained as I continued to look at him carefully. I laughed softly, blushing as it came out as a choked giggle, before realizing that he was no longer with his beloved Amanda.
"Pansy…" He said, just as I was about to ask where his blonde partner had gotten to. The way he said my name sent shivers down my spine. His voice husky and deep.
"Would you…Would you go…Do you want to…" He stammered, clearing his throat uneasily as he spoke. What I did next made my heart hammer against my chest, I didn't even think about it. I just leaned forward and placed my lips on his warm mouth and kissed him, cutting off his unintelligible ramblings. God, it was amazing. Every other kiss I had had was nothing compared to this.
Dean's hand moved to cup my cheek, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling his mouth harder against mine. The kiss was sweet, too sweet, and I could tell he was trying to be gentle with me. I let out a small breath of surprise as his tongue traced my bottom lip, seeking entrance to explore my mouth. Who was I to object? I felt him grin as I parted my lips and after what felt like weeks I finally pulled away, both of us panting slightly.
"Go out with me?" He whispered quietly, looking first at my lips before meeting my eyes. I quickly brushed my lips against his.
"Yes…"
Theodore
"This music is nice," I commented slowly, holding Luna gently in my arms as we danced to the slowl music in the Great Hall. The voice in my head snorted with laughter at my lousy attempt to start a conversation. All night I had been making stupid remarks such as this to try and hear Luna's silky voice. Said-girl smiled brightly up at me, her skin almost glowing from the lights.
"Yes, it's lovely," she agreed with a nod, causing a curl of her hair to fall across her cheek. I don't know what made me do it, but without a second's thought, one of my hands pushed the strand of hair behind her ear and cupped her cheek. Her bright eyes widened and I dropped my hand instantly, beginning to blush stupidly. Why was I such an idiot? And why the hell did this beautifully strange girl have this effect on me?
"Because, it would seem, you're in love with her," The voice sighed slowly.
"But why?" I asked it inwardly, "She turned me down! Why do I still like her when she's already rejected me? It doesn't make sense. There's no logical reason why I like her so much…" The voice didn't respond for a moment, and when it finally did, all it said was "I don't know, Theodore."
Luna's pale cheeks flushed a light pink color as she looked away from me and at the dancing couples around us.
"I'm sorry, Luna," I apologized, knowing that I had acted out of order. I mean, I had been the one to ask her to the ball and reassure her that we would go just as friends. It wasn't fair if I was to go back on what I had said. No matter how much I wanted to right now.
"Don't apologize, Theodore," she smiled up at me, "it was just a mistake."
I paused as she said this. Had it been a mistake? The truthful answer was no. Something inside of me had wanted to feel the touch of her skin against my hand. But even that wasn't true. It wasn't something inside of me, it was all of me.
"Why are you doing this…?" I asked her quietly, taking a step back from the blonde girl and looking deeply into her curious eyes framed with thick, dark eyelashes.
"What do you mean?" she asked in reply, puzzled by the question. I took a deep breath, I wasn't going to go back on this just because I was afraid of her rejecting me again.
"Why won't you go out with me? Why won't you let me tell you that I am so incredibly in love with you, Luna? I don't care if all we have in common are thestrals. I don't care if you and I are the two most different people in the world. You're the only thing I think about, and all I want to do is be with you." I told her through gritted teeth, knowing what was to come. Perhaps this time she wouldn't even want to even be friends after she had let me down. I shut my eyes, waiting for her answer. But she didn't say anything.
No, she did something way better. Her lips touched mine gently, her arms moving round to my neck, my hands suddenly holding her waist and pulling her towards me. Just as gently as she had kissed me, she pulled away, looking up with a smile on her red lips.
"Do you want to go see the Thestrals before they leave?" She asked quietly, her cool breath hitting my cheek. I grinned back at her.
"Let's go."
Ron
"I don't get it…" I announced. It was about two in the morning and the Halloween Ball had just ended a few minutes ago. None of us had been tired enough to go to bed, so Dean, Seamus, Harry, Hermione and me had decided to stay up in the common room and talk instead. I stroked Hermione's soft knee absentmindedly as I concentrated on the conversation.
"Why does that not surprise me?" Harry sighed with a grin. I narrowed my eyes at him in mock anger before turning to look at Seamus with a frown.
"So you're going out with Blaise Zabini?" I queried, pointing at him as I tried to get this right. Seamus grinned, nodding his head.
"Oh yes I am…" He smirked, beginning to stare off into space with a contented sigh. I turned to Dean.
"And...you're going out with Pansy Parkinson?" I asked him, watching as he mirrored Seamus' actions and began to grin.
"Yep." He answered, taking a sip of his glass of water as I turned to look at my best friend.
"And you're going out with the blonde git whose taunted you ever since you first came to Hogwarts." I stated. Harry laughed and beamed up at me from where he was sitting on the floor.
"I am indeed, so kindly don't call him a git in front of me ever again or I'll be forced to hex you," He grinned, throwing a pillow up at me and missing by a meter. I looked at all the loved-up guys and shook my head,
"Traitors. All of you. And what's this about Luna and Theodore shacking up together?" I joked, standing up and stretching my sore legs.
"Shut up you, you're the one who went out with Lavender," Hermione reminded me with a raised eyebrow. Everyone shuddered at the memory. I yawned as I sat back down on the couch and wrapped an arm around Hermione's shoulders.
"At least I've got you," I grinned at her, kissing her forehead as I pulled her into my lap.
"Corny git," Seamus muttered in amusement.
"Shut it."
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