Chapter Fifty-Three

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I was going to the Slug Club party with Luna, why Luna?

I'm going with her because she fancies Neville, and they would make a cute couple and Neville is a waiter there. So I will bring her so she can talk with Neville, Harry is also considered my date he didn't bring anyone so he brought me. He was going to bring Hermione but she had a date already.

I'm standing next to Luna waiting for Harry. She's in such a cute dress. "I love your dress, Luna."

I'm in a short lace white dress with cherries on them, Sabrina picked out my outfit.

Harry walks up to us, holding onto my hand. We all start walking.

"I've never been to this part of the castle. At least, not while awake. I sleep-walk, you see. That's why I wear shoes to bed."

I giggle at Luna, I've told her many times to wear slippers to bed. She refuses she thinks shoes are better.

We walk in and instantly I see a camera, "let's take pictures!" I have both Harry and Luna's hands in my hands. Dragging them over to the camera, I smile and the big flash goes off. Harry made a face and Luna stays smiling.

Soon I see Neville he walks up to us in the uniform, "drink?" He asks. "Neville." All of us say in unison, Harry touching his uniform.

"I didn't get into the Slug Club. It's okay, though. He's got Belby hanging up towels in the loo."

I decline the drink and so does Harry, I then grab Luna and pull her towards Neville. "Luna would love to talk though."

Neville blushes while Luna just stares at me. "Go on you two." I encourage them Luna walks off with Neville, I smile and give her a thumbs up.

I turn around spotting a figure hiding behind the curtains, "do you see Hermione, too?" I ask Harry, he nods we both walk over there.

Harry lifting the curtains as we walk in.

"Hermione, what are you doing? What happened to you?" Harry asks her, she tucks a piece of hair behind her ear.

"I've just escaped. I mean, I left Cormac under the mistletoe."

Harry and I both stare at her. "Cormac?!" I shout to her, she groans.

"I thought it would annoy Ron the most. I mean you said he was hot and Harry got mad."

"You want to make Ron jealous, should've invited Viktor Krum." I laugh out, Hermione doesn't think the joke is funny.

"Well, at least you look amazing."

She smiles, "yeah... you too."

"He's got more tentacles than a Snarfalump plant."

A waiter steps under the curtain with us. Holding a platter of food. "Dragon tartare?"

We all shake our heads, "Just as well. They give one horribly bad breath."

Hermione snatches the plate from him. "On second thoughts, it might keep Cormac away."

She stuffs a few in her mouth before she sees him. She hands Harry and me the plate.

"God, here he comes."

She bends down, trying to hide from him. Sneaking out of the curtains when he walks into them. Leaving me and Harry with him.

"Hermione?" He asks out loud, Harry steps back a bit grabbing me while doing so.

"I think she just went to powder her nose," Harry tells him, making up an excuse.

"Wow, pretty lady. I don't think we've met." He tells me while grabbing some of the food off of the tray. I back up some more as he walks closer to me, "you look dashing in that dress, shows off all of the right places."

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