𝐉𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐋𝐘𝐑𝐀 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊, born to Lyra Potter and Regulus Black, is Harry's older cousin, 1/3 of the Prankers Trio and niece to mass murderer Sirius Black.
Life at Hogwarts was fun, relaxing and normal. That's until her younger cousin sho...
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chapter twenty-two : dancing? No thanks!
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"Black! Weasley! Will you pay attention?"
Juniper's head snapped up from the piece of parchment where she had been drawing quidditch strategies with Fred, to see that Professor McGonagall was eying them.
"Now Black and Weasley have been kind enough to pay attention again," Professor McGonagall said, with an angry look at the pair of them. "I have something to say to you all.
The Yule Ball is approaching — a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournamemt and an opportunity for us to socialize with our foreign guests. Now, the ball will be open only to fourth-years and above — although you may invite a younger student if you wish —"
"Probably because of Harry," Fred whispered in June's ear.
"Dress robes will be worn," Professor McGonagall continued, "and the hall will start at eight o'clock on Christmas Day, finishing at midnight, in the Great Hall. Now then —"
Professor McGonagall stared deliberately around the class.
"The Yule Ball is of course a chance for us all to — er — let out hair down," she said, in a disapproving voice.
Angelina let out a chuckled and Alicia soon shut her up by nudging her. June could see what was funny: Professor McGonagall, with her hair in a tight bun, looked as though she had never let her hair down in any sense.
"But that does NOT mean," Professor McGonagall went on, "that we will be relaxing the standards of behavior we expected from Hogwarts students. I will be most seriously displeased if a Gryffindor student embarrasses the school in any way."
The bell rang, and there was the usual scuffle of activity as they packed their bags and slung them onto their shoulders.
"Black — a word, if you please," Professor McGonagall called above the noise.
"We'll be waiting outside," Fred told her.
June nodded before making her way towards the Transfiguration Professor.
Professor McGonagall waited until the rest of the class had gone, and then said, "Black, the champions and their partners —"
"Partners?" June repeated. "What partners?"
Professor McGonagall looked suspiciously at her, as though she was trying to be funny.
"Your partners for the Yule Ball, Black," she said coldly. "Your dance partners."
"Dancing? No thanks!" June exclaimed.
"Oh, yes, you will," Professor McGonagall said irritably. "That's what I'm telling you. Traditionally, the champions and their partners open the ball."
