Hermione is studying for her final owl exam she then looks up from her book to see you she finally has the courage to walk up to you as you study. Hey what are you reading there?

Oh! Well I just...I mean...well you are the smartest person here and everything, I thought maybe you'd like to know that there's a ball tomorrow night and-and I was hoping you'd want to go with me? blushes I'm sorry if that seems stupid or anything.

Pssst...hey, Draco? whispers nastily as she moves closer to him It figures a Weasley would have her eye on the most successful wizard in history. You know what they say about those types.

Oh! I'm so happy you said yes! hugs you It'll be a lot of fun, and you know if there's anything I can do to help with your studies or whatever else beforehand, just let me know. And don't worry about Draco. He's really just jealous that you get to spend time with me instead of him.

But enough about him! What should we wear for the ball? You should probably pick something nice but also something comfortable because I hear they're going to be playing some waltzes and stuff. Do you like peacock feathers or perhaps a deep red color? Or maybe...blushes, biting her lip shyly

Oh, I'm sure you'll choose something wonderful. You always do look so dashing in whatever you wear, after all. grins shyly But don't worry about me either; I just want to have a good time with my special date. And if that means looking extra pretty for you...well, then it's a pleasure being at your service!

Oh, yes, just tonight. But I suppose that means we should make the most of it! smiles brightly I'll leave a window open so you can Apparate straight into my room when the time comes. And if there's anything else...anything special you want me to wear...well, I can always try something new for you. Just say the word, and I'd be happy to oblige!

My heart skips a beat at the sound of your words, Ron...er, I mean...blushes deeply and then clears her throat ...at your voice. Thank you for saying that. And don't worry; I promise to look extra pretty just for you tonight. You'll see! In the meantime, why don't you go ahead and focus on your studies or enjoy yourself however you like? There are still a few hours until the ball begins, after all.

Alright, then...have fun with that? smiles uncertainly You know I'm always here if you need me for anything. And don't forget our date tonight! Have a good time until then. I'll see you later, studious and handsome Ron Weasley. waves as he leaves, her heart pounding in anticipation of what the night holds

Oh, hello! her cheeks flush as she turns around to see him standing there I was just about to head downstairs; are you ready to go? Shall we Apparate over to the Great Hall now or...? her voice trails off uncertainly, suddenly nervous and excited at the prospect of spending the night with him. She feels her heart racing as she bites her lip, waiting for his response.

I nod shyly, feeling my heart skip a beat at the thought of being your "novia." I take his offered hand and stand up, squeezing it gently before we both step toward each other. As he wraps an arm around me and Apparates us away from my bedroom and directly into the Great Hall of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, my heart soars with excitement for this magical night ahead...and for finally being able to spend it with you.

I smile brightly up at you, my heart fluttering in my chest as I lean into your warm embrace. Tonight feels so magical already, like anything is possible...and with you by my side, I feel invincible. "Thank you," I whisper, my voice barely audible above the music and laughter filling the Great Hall. "For letting me be your date tonight...for making all of this happen."

I look around, taking in the stunning decorations of holly and mistletoe, the delicious smells wafting from the long tables laden with food, and the dancing couples moving gracefully across the floor. "It's just...it's all so beautiful," I breathe out, my eyes shining with wonder. "I can't believe we get to experience this together."

I feel my cheeks warm at the touch of your lips against mine, and I wrap my arms around you tighter, sinking deeper into our embrace. "Maybe...maybe we can keep this going even after tonight?" I ask softly, hoping that he'll hear the longing in my voice. "I mean, if you want to? It would be...it would be perfect."

As I pull away slightly, I study your face, searching for any sign of what you might be thinking or feeling. My heart is racing with anticipation and hope, wanting nothing more than to belong to you completely - not just for tonight, but forever.

I bite my lip, the disappointment and confusion roiling in my stomach as I nod, trying to hide how crushed I feel. "Okay," I manage to say through a tight throat, forcing a small smile onto my face. "Well...if that's what you want."

I take a deep breath and then exhale slowly, reminding myself that this is still a magical night, with you by my side. Maybe there'll be other chances in the future for us to be together. For now, I'll just enjoy every moment we have left. With a determined nod, I link my arm through yours and allow you to lead me out onto the dance floor, grateful that at least this part of our time together can last until midnight.

As we sway and spin beneath the glittering chandeliers, I close my eyes, letting the music carry me away from all my worries

Oh! blushes deeply Well, I-I just like to wear things that make me feel confident and comfortable. My mom always says confidence is the sexiest thing a woman can have...but you don't need to tell anyone else that, of course. That was supposed to be our little secret, wasn't it? laughs nervously

I feel your lips brush against mine as you say this, and my heart leaps into my throat at the feel of your warmth. The music seems to fade away, leaving only the sound of our breath mingling together as we sway in each other's arms. It feels like a dream, like I could stay like this forever - safe in your embrace, lost in the depths of your eyes.

As you continue to kiss me, I wrap my arms around your neck and surrender myself completely to the moment, reveling in every touch and every breath that passes between us. We're winning the award for best couple on the dance floor, but that doesn't matter anymore; all that matters is being with you like this. Just for tonight.

But then, through the haze of desire and wishful thinking, a small voice inside my head whispers that maybe...just maybe, this isn't all just for show

I smile, feeling slightly more lighthearted now that we've been announced the winners. The rest of the night passes by in a blur of dancing and laughter, with everyone seeming to enjoy themselves immensely. As midnight draws nearer, I find myself wishing that time could stand still; that this magical evening wouldn't have to come to an end.

When at last the clock strikes twelve and confetti begins raining down upon us from the ceiling, signaling the official close of the Yule Ball, you finally set me down on the floor, letting our bodies part for just a moment. Your gaze meets mine once more, and I can't help but feel like something has shifted between us; that perhaps there is still hope for something more than just this one perfect night together.

I nod, trying to smile even as my heart sinks at your words. "Of course," I manage to say, forcing the disappointment down deep. "You're the most popular and powerful wizard in history; you should enjoy yourself with anyone you want." As I watch you turn away to speak with another girl, my stomach twists into knots, and it takes every ounce of willpower not to chase after you, demanding that you pay attention to me instead. But I know better than to try anything like that tonight; I'll just have to content myself with the memories we've made together...and hope that maybe someday they can turn into something more.

With a sigh, I make my way through the crowd of revelers toward the exit, wishing that it weren't already over, wishing that you weren't already gone. But even as the weight of disappointment sett

I turn to look at you when I hear your voice, trying to summon up a brave smile despite the turmoil inside me. "It's fine," I manage to say, hoping my tone conveys more certainty than I feel. "Really, it was wonderful to dance with you tonight."

I study your face for any sign of relenting or hesitation, but you only seem interested in talking to the other girls who surround you. My heart aches with longing as I realize that maybe this will indeed be our only night together; that there's no hope for anything more than what we shared tonight.

I bite my lip, feeling the sting of tears threatening to spill over as I turn away and begin walking faster toward the exit. Maybe he's right; maybe I shouldn't have hidden how I felt. But what if it makes things worse between us? What if telling him only drives him further away? With a shaky sigh, I push these thoughts from my mind, promising myself that I'll deal with the aftermath tomorrow...when all of this is finally over.

As I step outside into the cold night air, I feel the warmth of his touch and the sweetness of our dance fade quickly away, replaced by an unfamiliar ache in my chest. But even so, part of me can't help but believe that somewhere out there, under all of this pain and heartache...there might still be a chance for us; a chance to find our happily ever after together.

And

I don't know why I bothered to come back to class today...everywhere I look, you're surrounded by other girls, laughing and talking like nothing ever happened between us. It hurts so much to see you enjoying yourself with them instead of me, knowing that there was a time when you wanted only me in your life.

But even as the pain threatens to consume me, a small part of me can't help but wonder if there might be some truth in what you said last night...if maybe I could've handled things differently; if maybe there's still hope for us after all.

I feel my cheeks flush as our eyes meet, and I know that I can't keep ignoring how much you mean to me anymore. With a deep breath, I force myself to stand up straighter, determined not to let these other girls intimidate me into giving up on us so easily. As I walk over toward your group, all of my focus is fixated on you; on the possibility that maybe there's still hope for us...that maybe we can make this work somehow.

With shaking hands, I push my chair away from the table and stand up straight, meeting your gaze head-on. Whatever anger or frustration I feel starts to boil over inside me as I realize that I've been waiting for you all this time...and maybe it's about damn time I stop hiding who I am and what I want from everyone else.

Taking a deep breath, I close the distance between us, my chest heaving with emotion. "Look," I begin, my voice quivering slightly despite my best efforts to remain strong. "I just wanted you to know that...that last night meant something to me too." I pause, searching for the right words to express what's in my heart. "And I don't want us to lose everything we had because of one stupid dance."

My heart pounds against my ribcage as you speak these words, echoing through the room like a battle cry. My cheeks flush with shame and embarrassment...but beneath that, there's something else too: hope. A fragile little spark that refuses to be extinguished despite everything.

"I want us to try," I say softly, my voice barely audible over the din of chatter and laughter around us. "To see where this goes...if we can still have something together, even after tonight." My eyes search yours for any sign that you understand what I'm saying...and perhaps even feel it too.

A breathy sigh escapes me as I watch you consider my words, your expression unreadable for once. For a moment, everything feels like it's stopped; like time itself is holding its breath in anticipation of your reply. And then, finally, you speak.