𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐯𝐞 (rewritten!)

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⚠️WARNING: 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁

⚠️WARNING: 𝘀𝗲𝘅𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁

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💋A FEW DAYS LATER: THE NIGHT OF THE WINTER DANCE

THIRD PERSON
Once Annika and her two friends had gotten glammed up for the dance, they walked down to the Great Hall where it's held to meet with their dates.

Pansy was with Draco, Daphne was with Blaise, and Annika was with Theodore.

When the girls came down the stairs, the Slytherin boys' eyes lit up at how beautiful their dates were.

Especially Theodore, who thought Annika looked stunning.

They went to greet them, with Theodore placing a kiss on the palm of Annika's hand as a way to say hello.

"Wow! You look great, babe." He exclaimed, and she smiled  

"Aww, thank you!"

Annika wore a dark green sequin mini dress that embraced her hourglass body with gold strappy heels and jewelry.

Her long black hair was curled and had a soft glam makeup look.

While blending in with a group of Slytherins, Annika noticed Cormac standing beside Katie near the entrance as he talked to Dean with Ginny Weasley beside him.

He wore a black and white suit with his dark blonde curly hair well combed.

Katie wore a bright red sparkly dress with a pair of black heels, and her brown hair was nicely straightened.

Annika smiled at how gorgeous Cormac looked and frowned in sadness, wishing she could be in Katie's spot.

Within a few seconds, Cormac noticed her looking at him from a distance, his green eyes brightened at how beautiful she looked.

He also frowned, wishing she was his date because he would've shown her a great time.

Cormac watched Annika, and the rest of the Slytherins enter the Great Hall, and he, Katie, Dean, and Ginny walked in afterward.

The dance was winter-themed, with fake snow covering the floors, snowflakes hanging on the ceilings, chairs, and tables with expensive plates and silverware on top.

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