Link of Hogwarts

Forty-Eight

Ginny ran to her room, tears in her eyes as she threw herself onto her bed. She had been waiting and waiting, making herself available as much as possible so Link will notice her. Instead she have to witness something that made all that waiting useless!

It all happened so suddenly, really. Link has yet to ask anyone to the Yule Ball but not everyone will wait as many had already accepts invites from others. So Link, who has been busy trying to crack the mystery of the Egg, was just minding his own business in the Library looking up Creatures that will make the noise that the Egg produced.

That's when a Beauxbatons' student entered the Library and wandered around, searching. Fleur Delacour have been having trouble seeking out a Yule Ball partner that's not a pervert or would look stoned when standing in front of her. But then she recalled one person who has never shown any signs of being affected by her Veela's magic and words was he's very much a walking chivalry.

The only reason she hesitated was because he's a Tournament Champion and she's unsure if approaching him was the right thing to do. So Fleur have been keeping an eye on him while trying to figure out things. Even his ginger haired friend had made a fool of himself when he stuttered out an invite only to run away after in embarrassment.

So far, she has yet to hear any news of him inviting or being invited to the Yule Ball with anyone. So that meant he's free and available still.

Fleur has to admit that the boy called Link by his friends and secretly titled the Forced Champion was very pleasant to look at. He has a perfectly arranged features and though he's on the shorter side, he's very well built. In short, he's someone Fleur have no problem going anywhere with in terms of appearance.

But in terms of personality, Fleur have to admit this Link boy attracts a lot of attention, both good and bad. He's very quiet but it's calming to be around him, as far as she can see. But he also has this commanding air about him when he breaks up fights. He didn't care for House loyalty as he extended a helping hand to whoever needed it, despite being as busy as he was. Once she saw him helping one of the Ravenclaw witch a Year below him look for her things and at another time she stop his own House members from picking on the younger Slytherin.

The one word best describe Link would be 'Knightly'. Even those from Beauxbatons and Durmstrang have been helped by him at one time or another. So now, understanding his personality to an extent, Fleur decided bear the curse and approach him as Link has shown no interest in approaching anyone. So she sat right across him at the sat table in the Library, causing the people around them to stop and stare.

She's used to the staring but she's unsure about Link. The boy always has his hood up and if it wasn't because he sometimes let it down, she won't have realized about his ears. She won't be surprised if he's sensitive about them.

Link finally noticed that someone's been waiting in front of him and look up. Fleur suddenly felt like she needs water from how dry her mouth feels when her eyes clashed with his. They're intense and heavy, making it feels like he's focusing on her and solely her. It both flatter and disturb her by how focused his eyes were.

Clearing her throat, Fleur asked in heavily accented English, "How are you?"

Link blinked and she realized that he has some freckles on his nose that's barely noticeable, "I'm well. How can I help you, miss?"

Fleur studied him as he looked directly at her. There's no sign of infatuation and he did not look at her with lust. It's rare to be seen as a person instead of as an object, which made her wavering choice stand firm. So she straightened her back and said, "Will you go to the Yule Ball with me?"

Link appeared flustered, his cheeks dusted a slight shade of red which just made him look younger and downright adorable. He closed his book and cleared his throat, "I'm sorry...I...are you sure?"

Fleur smiled that smile she has been told look seductive and reached out to touch his fingers, "Why would I ask if I am unsure?"

Link stared at her and pulled back, standing up. Fleur pulled back as well, suddenly flustered and unsure of her move. She has never been rejected before because she has never done this. All the boys who flocked to her has always been suspicious or foolish so she has never accepted their pursuit. Had she done this wrong? Had she offend him somehow?

By Flamel! Had she appeared to him the way those hormone driven boys appeared to her? Oh, anything but that!

As her mind ran a mile in silent panic, she suddenly realized that Link had moved to stand next to her. She looked up at him, keeping her panic to herself and a straight face. Link stared her down and she started to sweat with uncertainty. Around them, students whispered to each other.

"I can't believe she does that!"

"Oh, I wish I have as much courage as her,"

"He's so dreamy,"

Link then lowered himself onto one knee and extend his hand in a very archaic but flattering manner as he conjured a yellow rose and offered it to her, "Miss Delacour of Beauxbatons. May I have the honor of escorting you to the Yule Ball?"

Fleur can't help but blush. She understand that he wishes to escort her as nothing more than friends from the offered yellow rose. Even she knows what a yellow rose meant. But the way he does it, it was like she's dreaming. It was all so romantic and she understand why he conjured a yellow rose, it was so she would not misunderstand his intention.

She accepted the yellow rose and bring it to her nose, before accepting his offered him shyly, "Thank you...I accept," She quietly answered before asking, "Why...?" Why did he ask her back instead of simply accepting her invite?

Link pulled her hand and bring it to his lips, brushing against the back of her hand and saying, "Thank you for this honor, milady,"

He then stood up and let go of her before saying, "I just think it is more appropriate to ask the lady proper instead of simply accepting casually,"

Fleur blushed.

Meanwhile, some boys who had been watching began taking note from Link's action, knowing that the witches would expect the same from them. However, just around the corner was Ginny Weasley who had seen the whole thing. She quickly turned away and rushed out of the library, barely crushing into Viktor Krum who's spying on Hermione with his gaggle of fans nearby giggling foolishly.

That's how her roommates found her bawling her eyes out on her bed. Knowing what had happened, they could only sympathize with her. All her roommates know that Ginny Weasley was hopelessly in love with Link. How could she not, especially after the fairytale-like rescue from her First Year?

Unlike the others who only idolized Link, Ginny had truly and sincerely fell for him...