The Chosen One For Him (harrypotterxfemalereader)

~The Yule Ball~

~THIRD PERSON POV~

Harry, Hermione, Y/N and Ron were in the Great Hall eating breakfast together. The Patil Twins whisper to each other on the way and walked passed Harry's seat "Hi, Harry" Said the both of them, Harry grabbed his cup and took a sip as he watched the ladies walk down.

He caught his eyes on Cho at the Ravenclaw table "Cho, Harry's looking at you" one of her friends whisper. Cho looked over to Harry, he smiled and the pumpkin juice spat right out of his mouth onto him. Y/N saw the incident happen and laughed quietly.

Y/N grabbed a napkin and passes it to Harry "Here, you still got some juice on your chin" She says while trying hard not to laugh "T-thanks." Harry smiles and wipes his mouth.

"Parcel for you, Mr. Weasley" Says Nigel as he passed the package to Ron. "Ah. Thank you, Nigel"Ron grabbed the mail and settles it down, but Nigel stand there admiring Harry. Hermione cleared her throat "Oh, Not now, Nigel later" Ron muttered to the little boy.

The boy then left.

"I told him I'd get him Harry's autograph" Ron said truthfully then he unwrapped his package "Oh, look, Mum's sent me something" Ron said excitedly as he took a strange robe out of the box. He stood up and puts it against him a bit "Mum sent me a dress" He said confused "Well, it does math your eyes. Is there a bonnet?" Aha! Heh" Harry asked then found it. "Nose down, Harry" Ron says sarcastically.

"Ginny, these must be for you" He walks up to Ginny's side of the table "I'm not wearing that. It's ghastly" Ginny complained back. Hermione giggles " what are you on about?" Ron asked "They're not for Ginny. They're for you" Y/N says trying to hold in her laughter, everyone started laughing at the table "Dress robes" Y/N smiles "Dress robes? For what?" Ron complaint.

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~HARRY'S POV~

"The Yule Ball, has been a tradition of the Triwizard Tournament, since it's inception. On Christmas Eve Night, we and our guests gather in the Great Hall for a night of well-mannered frivolity" Professor McGonagall announces. "As representatives of the host school, I expect each and every one of you to put your best foot forward, and I mean this literally, because the Yule Ball is first and foremost, a dance.

The girls and boys started to chat beside Y/N she looked like she wasn't into this. "Silence! The House of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the wizard world for nearly 10 centuries. I will not have you, in the course of a singe evening besmirching that name by behaving like a babbling bumbling band of baboons." said McGonagall upset.

I hear Fred and George making a bet "Try saying that five times fast, huh?" Whispers Fred to George "Babbling, bumbling band of baboons" George reply's "Babbling, bumbling band of baboons" Fred also whisper back. "Now to dance, is to let the body breathe. Inside every girl, a secret swan slumbers longing to burst forth and take flight." Says Professor McGonagall.