Sure enough it was Christmas Eve.
As usual Harry and Neville had gone shopping and gotten their family presents.
Remus some chocolate and a new book. Sirius his yearly bone and toy. Their dad/uncle James a new scarf and hat because he couldn't find his other ones. And mum/aunt Lily a music box and jewelry box.
Right now they were getting ready for the ball.
"Bloody hell." Ron said while looking at himself while getting ready.
"Bloody hell." he said again.
Then Neville and Harry came and they looked at him.
"What are those? What are those?!"
They looked at themself and then Ron.
"Our dress robes." Neville said.
"But they're alright! Low lace low body low color."
"Well I bet yours are, traditional." Harry said.
"Traditional! They're ancient! They were my great aunt Tesy's." Then he raised an arm and sniffed. "Smell like my great aunt Tesy."
On their way down Ron played around with it.
"Leave it alone!" Neville said.
"Poor kid, bet in the dormitory crying her eyes out." Ron said.
"Who?" Harry asked.
"Hermione, come on Neville, Harry. Why didn't she tell us who she was going with?"
"Because you told her she would." Neville
"Nobody asked her. I would've brought her myself if she weren't so bloody proud."
"Hello boys." the twins and to their surprise Daphne said smiling.
"Don't you look, dashing." Padma said.
Then McGonagall appeared out of nowhere.
"Oh there you are Longbottom. Are you and Ms. Pati ready?" McGonagall said.
"Ready Professor?" he said confused.
"To dance. It's traditional that the three or in this case four of the champions are the first to dance." she explained.
"No." he said.
"Oh yes well now you know. Oh, as for as for you Mr. Weasley you you may proceed to the great hall. Same with you Mr. Potter." she said playing with Ron's robes.
So they split up and got ready. While they did that Hermione came down and Viktor stood there waiting for her. When she got there he bowed and took her hand.
A few minutes later everyone was clapping for the champions and their dates.
While they did that Parverti waved and smiled.
"Is that, Hermione Granger with Viktor Krum?" Padma said.
"No, no absolutely not." Ron said.
When they got to the middle they got ready to dance.
"Neville, take my waste." she said.
"What?"
"Now!"
When they started dancing people were watching them.
Then Dumbledore took McGonagall to dance and sure enough everyone was dancing.
And Seamus brought Ginny. Suddenly a different band started and everyone started yelling.
While Harry, Ron, Neville, Daphne, Parverti and Padma were sitting at a table.
"Ruddy pumpkin head isn't he?" Ron asked.
Harry and Neville looked at him for a minute.
"May I have your arm?" a Durmstrang student said to Padma.
"Arm? Leg? I yeah." she said.
Parverti sighed then looked at Ron.
"Are you going to ask me to dance or not?" she asked.
"No." he said.
She sighed and left. Then Hermione came.
"Hot isn't it? Viktor's going to get drinks, would care to join us?" Hermione asked.
"No! I don't wanna be with you and Viktor!" Ron snapped.
"What's got your wand in a knot?" she asked.
Harry and Neville looked at each other.
'Three,' Harry started.
'Two,' Neville said next.
'One.' they finished together.
"The enemy? Who was it that wanted his autograph? The whole reason for the tournament is, international, qualitatively, to make friends."
"I think Viktor has a bit more than friendship." he said back.
Then she stood up and left. Ron stood up and left to.
"He's just jealous." Harry said.
"I know, they're never going to figure it out." Neville said.
"I'm surprised they even get along sometimes. I may be a Slytherin but we've heard of their fighting history." Daphne said.
"You have no idea." Harry said.
Then they started laughing, even Daphne.
A few minutes later the three of them left.
When they got there Hermione snapped at them and told them to go to bed.
Sure enough Neville was in bed.
Then he started to see what he saw over the summer but it was his this time.
"Neville at last!"
Wormtail stood there.
"Step aside Wormtail, so I can give our guest a proper greeting."
Then he saw green light and opened his eyes. He was sweating right now.
"You alright Neville? I just got in." Seamus said.
'It's just a dream.'
He shook his head and was back to sleep.
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Neville Longbottom, the boy who lived year 4
FanfictionThis is year 4. I played around with something to do with the first task. I don't know if you'll love this one but I don't care.