Severus fought the tears trying to fall from his eyes as he looked at his lost friend in front of him.
He knew...
If he did this, he sealed their fate...
"I'm sorry." He choked out to her. "It's got to be now."
He gripped the wand in his hand tigh...
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Christmas 1994
Harry was.... nervous.
Which was completely ridiculous, because there was absolutely no way a Ball was more terrifying than taking on a dragon.
How wrong he could be...
At the moment he and Pavarti were standing out side the Great Hall entrance, waiting for the champions and their dates big debut.
"Harry!"
Harry was slow to turn towards the voice who called him. He took advantage of Cedrics current distraction with whatever voice called for Harry, to mesmerize the beauty Cho was radiating.
It was because of his staring he'd been able to see the Gobsmacked looks on everyone's faces.
"Miss Night.... you look beautiful!" Pavarti said from beside him.
Harry quickly turned around upon hearing the woman's name. He couldn't help the startled chuckle that left his chest, upon seeing her.
"Meae?"
Meae quickly threw her arms around him in a tight hug."Oh Harry you look so handsome, I can't believe how grown up you look!"
"Me?! What about you? You look amazing!" He told her.
It wasn't just flattery either, Meae looked Ethereal.
Her blue hair shone brilliantly in the intricate braid she'd placed it in, while her dress seemed as if it was glowing every time it caught the light.
She was even wearing makeup.
Harry had never really seen her wear makeup before.
"Meae" Snape called from behind her.
Meae turned away from Harry to look back at the man.
"The Champions will be expected soon, don't take to long." He told her before glancing briefly at Harry and sneering before entering the hall.
Harry glared back at the man.
He hadn't forgotten what Sirius told him, and Harry couldn't help the overwhelming hatred he felt for the man.
He glanced back towards Meae who was now quietly conversing with, whom he'd only recently realized was Hermione, just a little away from them.
Meae was beautiful, inside and out. She was warm and caring, and protective to boot, but she was also mischievous, and studious, and brave.
Harry knew why his parents had liked her, it was all the same reasons he was starting to as well.
"Oh Pavarti! You won't mind if I steal Harry later for a dance will you?" Meae asked the girl beside him.
