"How are you felling?" Mattheo asks me,
"Im fine" I mumble, it have been four days since i tried to kill myself, Mattheo have asked me how im am everyday, i love him, i really fucking love him.
He's about to say something but i cut him off,
"We need to get to dance class" I say and get up from the chouch,
"Oh shit yea" He says and get up too. McGonagall is making us take dance classes for the yule ball, Slytherin and Gryffindor is takeing together and Hufflpuff and Ravenclaw.
We run thru the empty corridors and stop infront of the dance room, everyone looks up at us as we get in, the boys sit in one side of the room and the girls in the other,
"Nice of you to join us" McGonagall says, "We started missing you" Her tone is really annoyed,
"I know professor, it's hard without us, but dry your eyes we are here now" I say and sit down beside Pansy who starts laughing,
"Be happy im in a good mood today miss Black or else you would have gotten a detention"
"Well thank you so much professor, may i ask why your in this woderfull mode?"
"Back to class" She says loud,
"Oh come on professor, we never chat anymore!" I say, Pansy starts laughing even more, i can't held my smile back anymore, McGonagall sends me a death glare, "Sorry, i will shut up now" I say low,
"Thank you miss Black, as i was saying, the house of Godric Gryffindor has commanded the respect of the wizard for nearly 10 centuries i will not have you in the course of a single evening besmirching that name by behaving like a babbling bumbling band of baboons" She says loud,
"Always those Gryffindors" Pansy mumbles,
"How to dance, is to let the body breathe, inside every girl a sercet swan slumbers to burst forth" She says, i look over at Mattheo and try so hard not to laugh, a swan my fucking ass, "Inside every boy a lordly lion prepared to prance, mr. Weasley!"
"Yes?" Ron answers,
"Will you join me please?" She asks handing Ron her hand, he slowly get up and follow her to the middle of the floor, "Now place your right hand on my waist"
"Where?" Ron asks with a confused look,
"My waist" McGongall answers while laying her hand on his shoulder, Fred and George starts whistleing, "Mr. Flich would you please?" She asks, Flich starts the music, "One, Two three, one, two, three, one, two three" Fred and George starts danceing for them self morking Ron, "Everyone come together!" McGonagall says, all the girls quickly stands up expect me and Pansy, no fucking way im gonna let my sercet swan out, "Boys on your feet!" McGonagall says, the boys groan annoyed and slowly stands up.
Harry walks over to me and hand me his hand,
"Wanna be my dance partner?" He asks, no thanks.
"Yes, of coruse!" I answer with fake happines, i wanna dance with Mattheo, but instand i need to dance with fucking Potter.
I get up and take his hand, i know how to dance, mother and father thaugt me when i was younger, we used to dance around the house, i wonder if Felix and David danced with us?
I lay my hand on Harry's shoulder and he lay his on my waist, we slowly starts dancing, he fucking suck! It's kinda funny,
"Harry you need to move your feet" I say, he starts moving around but end up steping on me all the time, "Not move that much, chill a bit" I say, "I would like to walk tomorrw"
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The sad love story
FanfictionY/n Black is a 17 year old girl who goes on hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. Her best friend is Pansy Parkinson. Her father is Sirius black, (He's not dead in this story) Sirius kicked Y/n's mum out two years ago cause he found out that s...
