harry potter's pov
honestly, i don't know what to say.
the way her dress fitted her body, her make-up complimented her —already perfect skin, her nails perfectly manicured, her hair hanging loosely, how her heels clicking against the cold stone walking towards me with the fierce also sweet look on her face. she's so fuckin' gorgeous.
i have no idea about her family or anything but the look on her face is not as genuine as i wanted it to be, not as genuine as it was hers and no one else's. a bit suspicious if you think about it. just at the quidditch world cup, she insults hermione, and now suddenly she helped me. i'm not that dumb. if i could, maybe i'd hate her just like malfoy, but i couldn't. practically my heart begging me to help her, to understand her, to just be there for her. i don't know why and that's what i wanted to know.
"hi" she snaps me out of my thoughts.
"hi! y-you look gOrGeOuS" merlin why's that sounded so weird? she raises her eyebrows, amused.
"you don't need to lie potter... but look at you, charming" her eyes bore into mine. the lights around us feel dark as i lost in her eyes that shone brightly, yet i still feel that it is fake. i don't know how long i've been staring in her eyes, but professor mcgonagall snaps her fingers in front of me with a little smirk on her face. y/n pursed her lips together, looking like she tried to hold back her laugh.
"potter! are you ready with ms.eneco?" that was embarrassing. i'm sure my cheeks now redder because of the embarrassment and blushing, i hope y/n thinks it was because of the weather.
"uh- ready professor?" i ask.
"to dance? it's a tradition for champions to dance with their partners, surely you know that?" her eyebrows furrow.
"erm- no?" i shake my head lightly.
"well.. you know that now" ron comes in from the stairs with lavender brown. "there you are!" professor mcgonagall calls ron and lavender, "wow uh-" mcgonagall stumbled over words after seeing ron's dress robes, "go to the great hall both of you" she shoo'ed them and following them closely behind. so it's just me, y/n, cedric, cho, fleur, roger davies, krum, and.. hermione?
i'm sure ron would be mad if he knows hermione going with viktor krum.
we began forming a line. y/n's on my left, smiling softly holding my arm. "just to let you know, i'm rubbish at dancing" i whisper to her.
"don't worry, just follow my lead" suddenly the big oak door to the entrance to the great hall opened. merlin! i don't want to mess up my first dance with a pretty girl, that'd be embarrassing.
we walk inside the great hall that been decorated with a very big sized christmas tree, food and drink tables with ice sculpture on top of it, a winter-themed stage, snow all over the places.
i can feel malfoy glaring to back of my head seeing my date is his girlfriend. now, we are the centre of the ballroom. seconds before the music plays, y/n hisses through gritted teeth "take. my. waist. now!" i panicked, throw my hands in the air before she catches it and putting it on her waist. she sighed deeply, clearly annoyed that i am that clueless.
"can you listen to the instruments? ... don't take it in a rush" she whispers. we waltz a lot more on the beat and not rushed. "i'm sorry that i act like i'm annoyed or anything, it's just that i've never seen someone so clueless like you" she laughs lightly and looks at me in the eye.
the sound of instruments began to fade as i, again, lost in her eyes. the beautiful eyes of her. her, the one girl that i've never imagine to be close like this, the girl i've never imagine to help me through the hard times, the one girl that makes my heart begging me to understand someone, the girl i've never felt so attached to. probably it'll be wrong to have interests in your 'enemy', but if she's my enemy why would she help me from my suffering?
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