Ophelia || Harry Potter

Chapter 132

I stood in my door just staring at myself in the mirror. Was I happy to go to Slughorn's party? No. Was I excited to see and listen to the potions Professor? No. But I was thrilled to hopefully spend some more time with Harry without all of our friends surrounding us? Yes

Therefore I stood here looking at my outfit. It was a wine red, lace dress. Underneath the layer of red lace was a red two piece

"It's red" I shrugged to myself "Its a Christmas colour...it'll do"

To go with the dress, I had my white heels which I had worn to the Yule ball almost two years ago now. Furthermore I had a white fur coat over since the school becomes quite cold at night

"I'll see you tomorrow Luna" I replied "Who knows how long this bloody party will last"

"Have fun" Luna chuckles as I leave the dorm. Quickly I head down towards the entrance hall where we were planning to meet each other. When I got there, Harry hurriedly approached me

"You look beautiful" He comments, leaning in for a greeting kiss

"Why thank you" I grin "You look marvellously dashing in your robes as well"

He rolls his eyes before stretching his arm out for me to take

"So where's this stupid party then?" I ask, looking over at the girls who were seemingly watching me and Harry jealously

"Slughorn's office" He said "Why do you keep calling it the stupid party?"

"I don't really like Slughorn" I admit "His cheerful personality is a bit too much"

"Well be happy it's not the toad from last year" He jokes

"Don't get me started" I groan "If she was still here, I'd have already been expelled"

As we were approaching Slughorn's office, the sounds of laughter, music, and loud conversation were growing louder with every step we took. We entered inside to see his office very large which we assumed was all to do with magic. As we looked around, an unfortunate voice rings out

"Harry, m'boy!" Slughorn boomed, not even allowing us five minutes to enjoy the party "Come in, come in, so many people I'd like you to meet!"

He suddenly started pulling Harry along who then annoyingly grabbed onto my arm. He silenced my soon to come protests with a look as Slughorn dragged the pair of us over to a man

"Harry, I'd like you to meet Eldred Worple, an old student of mine, author of Blood Brothers: My Life Amongst the Vampires-and, of course, his friend Sanguini"

"Harry Potter, I am simply delighted!" Worple said, peering short-sightedly up into Harry's face "I was saying to Professor Slughorn only the other day, Where is the biography of Harry Potter for which we have all been waiting?"

"Er" said Harry "were you?"

I just rolled my eyes and looked at the vampire who had accompanied this Worple guy

"Just as modest as Horace described!" Worple said "But seriously-" his manner changed and it became suddenly business-like "I would be delighted to write it myself-people are craving to know more about you, dear boy, craving! If you were prepared to grant me a few interviews, say in four- or five-hour sessions, why, we could have the book finished within months. And all with very little effort on your part, I assure you-ask Sanguini here if it isn't quite - Sanguini, stay here!" added Worple, suddenly stern, for the vampire had been edging toward the nearby group of girls, a rather hungry look in his eye "Here, have a pasty," said Worple, seizing one from a passing elf and stuffing it into Sanguini's hand before turning his attention back to Harry