Part 5 ~ Helloween Ball

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Parkinsons found out it was me who threw that spell on his sister and he was pissed for a day but the next day it all went to normal. At breakfast we sat. Our group serously consisted of all the rich pureblood families. "Hey let go!" I saw a first year being picked on by 5th year Gryffindoors. They froze when they saw me approaching. "Scram before I turn you all in toads." They ran faster then lightening. "Thank you Miss." The boy said hugging me. I- I dont know what to do so I slowly hig him back. "What's your name pip?" I asked him. "Micheal Grindelwald." He said softly. My eyes grew. This was my dad! "P-please don't be scared! I am nit like my father." Yet, I said to myself. "No Micheal I am not scared of you, I just realised I need to be early for an class. See you around." He waved as I walk back to my seat. That was the lamest excuse. I knew from my father's 5th year he became feared under his peers so this was strange seeing him so, weak. Headmaster Dippet entred and stood in the front. "Morning students. Just a few announcements before we start our day. Our groundkeeper has asked that we inform you to stay away from the shed outside unless you want a painful death. On a nother note, the helloween ball-" the hall burst out in chatter and girls squeling, except me. I found these rhings useless. "SILENCE! Thank you, as I was saying, the ball as you know is next week, so this weekend we allow students to Hogsmeade. Only 5th years and up." The lower grades groan knowing they can't join the ball as if yet. Dippet talks on about the rules and I zone out.

I'm sitting in class when we all heard an owl against the glass. The teacher opens the window and two notes fall in my lap. One in a with black paper with silver writing I noticed as Tom's and another one with a Hogwarts stamp. Could they not ask me to come to rheir class or what. I open the one with the Hogwarts stamp.

Dear Miss Evermore,

You are hereby invited to join the slugclub. Only the best of the best are invited to join. I look foward to hearing your response. Please let me know by the end of the day.

Professor Slughorn.

I know Tom is in the club and Lestrange as well. Maybe I will join. I open the next one and see the following

Evermore,

Meet me by our tree tonight at 8.

T.R

Romantic much? What did he mean by our tre- ohh the one where he kissed me by the lake.

Class went by quicly and so did the day. I made my way towards Slughorn's class and knocked on his door. "Enter!" He yelled and I walked in seeing him sit there by his desk. "Have you thought about joining?" He asked me with a smile plastred on his face. "I have and I would be honoured to join, thank you professor." I smiled. "Meetings are every two weeks. This week's one was Yesterday. So I will see you in two weeks at our next meeting." I nodded and walked out. "You should've talked to me first before joining." I heard Tom. Excuse me? "Since when do I need your permission to do things?" I asked glaring at him. "No you stupid girl, so that I could warn you. This mertings consists of bafoons bragging about their grades and things they own. I hardly go to those anymore." He said walking next to me. "Oh. By the way, you sure do know how to ask a lady to meet you somewhere." I ssid laughing. "I see no lady." I elbowed him as he laughed. "Will you join me? I would walk you but I have prefect duties till 8." I nodded. "Yes Riddle, but I better not regret it." He smirked saying. "I promise you won't." I made my way to the study hall and began to study for our upcoming charms test. "Psst, Morty! Ew no!" I heard Lestrange whisper from across my table. "Call me that one more time and I'll Avada your ass." I whisper yell back. "Yeah yeah, would you be my date to the ball?" I am still waiting for Tom to ask me but I think he is going tonight. "Sorry, someone already asked me." He looked abit dissapointed. Then looked up throwing a paper towards Abraxas's head. "You bafoon!" He whispered yell holding his head. "Riddle already asked her, so neither of us win!" I raise my eyebrow at them. They both notice it and turn a light shade of pink.

Night time came quicly and I showered and got ready. I put on black skinny jeans with a black hoodie and threw my dark green cloak over my shoulders and headed out. I quicly made my way threw the halls without being caught by prefects or the groundskeeper. I walk down the lake and Hogwarts dissapears a bit and I see the tree. I sit down infront of it and stare out onto the water. My heart beating faster and my palms growing sweaty. What did Tom want. The next moment I saw golden flowers around me and I started to smile, they bloomed and I watch pixies dance on the water and silver and green flowers falll from the tree into my lap. The next moment I feel arms around my waste and Tom's strong cologne filled my nose. "I hope you liked it?" He whispered in my ear. "Tom I-i LOVE IT!" I turn around and kiss him. He pulle back and we sit on the grass. "Look Motricia, These past weeks I have been falling in love with you, an emotion I thought I was incapable of having. Before you came I was living my life in a routine, not smiling or talking to anyone except the group, but since you joined, my life seemed brighter. I am bad at this but what I am trying to ask you is, will you please be my girlfriend?" I jumped in his arms. "Yes Tom! I would love to be your girlfriend." He grabs my face in his hands and kiss me. I hated lying to him about who I truely am but my feeling are true towards him. I will chance him, that is a promise I made myself. "Also, would you please be my date to this stupid dance?" He asked cringing. I laughed. "I would be honoured to be your date to the stupid dance." For the next hour I layed with my back pressed against his chest as we talked about how dumb the ba is and just getting to know each other better.

He walked me back to the dorm and kissed me goodnight. As I walked back to my room I had the biggest smile on my face, but not as big as the one Veronica had while sitting on my bed. I sigh knowing there is no escaping this one this time.

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