Dandelions

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Maya POV

On the day of the Slytherin ball, I was woken up by a deafening bang on my dorm door. I decided to ignore it and stay in the comfort of my bed. But soon there was a second and a third bang.

Bloody fucking asshole.

"It's fucking seven a.m. on a Saturday! Somebody better be dead or I will kill you!" I yelled as I left the warmth of my bed with half-open eyes and stumbled towards my dorm door. I suppressed a yawn as I unlocked the door. It was Jeremy Stretton.

"What is Adrian Pucey doing outside the Ravenclaw common room?" he demanded to know.

"How am I supposed to know!" I crashed into bed.

"Maya Celeste Bagnold, are you going to the ball with him?"

"Umm... Maybe."

"When were you planning on telling me about it?" He towered over my bed as I tried to sleep.

"Right about now." I pulled the blanket over my head.

In one swift motion, he yanked the blanket off me and threw it at the foot of my bed.

"It's not a big deal. Some bet going on amongst Slytherins... highest scorer last year... gave me of his slots..." I was dozing off.

"UP! NOW! Go see what he wants!" Jeremy yelled into my ears.

"I got you 2 slots, and this is how you thank me. You ungrateful little twat!" I dragged myself out of bed for a second time.

"You are covered in drool. And your hair! You resemble Bellatrix Lestrange! Do you want to scare the bugger off? Straighten yourself out! Now! Get out of those hideous shorts!" Jeremy tossed a pink nightgown at my face and shoved me into my dorm bathroom.

Twenty minutes later I stepped out of my dorm wearing a skimpy lacy nightgown. The Ravenclaw common room was empty. As I stepped out the common room door, I saw Pucey sitting at the edge of the spiral staircase at the Ravenclaw tower. His eyes met mine and his Adam's apple bobbed in his throat. He wore a Slytherin sweatshirt along with a pair of shorts. His hair was perfectly styled as usual, not a single strand out of place.

"Jeez Pucey, it's Saturday morning. This better be important." I cried in frustration.

"I am so sorry Bagnold. Err... Pansy is driving me insane. She wants us to rehearse, and she needs to inspect your ball gown." He said apologetically.

"Rehearse what? I didn't sign up for this nonsense. See you in the evening."

"Bagnold, please. Pansy is going ballistic." He looked so sad. I missed his devilish smirk.

"Fine! What time do you need me there?"

"Err.. Now.. She threatened to burn my broom if I returned without you. My Nimbus is held hostage. Please." Pucey begged.

Woah, Parkinson lives up to her reputation. But why am I feeling sad for him? Well, he did give me two slots. Besides burning a Nimbus 2001 is a crime!

"What's in it for me?" I shot back.

"Whatever you want."

"I want to ride it."

Pucey stared at me dumbstruck. "Aren't you a little forward?"

"Your broom you moron!"

"Oh, sure. Anytime."

I quickly bathed, grabbed a baby pink outfit, and rushed to the dungeons. We arrived at a bare stretch of stone wall in the dungeons. Pucey uttered the password into the stone wall and a passage revealed itself. It led us to the Slytherin common room.