falling ; hp

─── seven

Willow was talking with Edmund near under a tree. She and Edmund had gotten a lot closer, and Willow felt really happy to have a friend other than her best friends.

"So, what dress are you gonna wear?" Edmund asked impatiently. "I meant for Yule Ball," he clarified as Willow chuckled.

"I dunno, Hermione's parents are sending a dress for me as well. Thanks to my dad, he sucks at selecting good dresses, " Willow said.

"What about your mom?" Willow immediately became silent as she fiddled with her fingers.

"Well... she's dead, " she replied. Edmund's face fell in regret. "I'm sorry, I'm really -"

"Hey, it's fine.. to be honest, I don't even remember her voice. Because she was killed when I was around one, I guess. Well, that was what my grandpa told. " Willow rambled on as Edmund listened.

"What's her name?"

"Eleanor." He nodded his head as his gaze averted to something behind her.

"Oh, look! Potter is asking out someone?" Willow's heart ached as she gulped harshly and looked behind to see Harry talking to Cho. She immediately turned her head and ignored him.

After a few minutes, Willow decided to head inside as she got up and dusted her skirt. Herself and Edmund headed to their respective dorms. Her whole mood was ruined at that sight. As soon as she entered her dorm, she closed the door and saw her roommates asleep, including Hermione.

With the thought of not disturbing her, she silently went and laid on her bed. Slowly, tears welled up as she controlled herself from making any sound. Why can't she move on?

You've been in love with him since you were twelve, you twat!

Love? No! It's just a mere crush. And she had a belief that she would be able to move on.

The next day, Willow felt someone shaking her shoulder vigorously as she groaned in her sleep. Willow hugged her pillow closer to her but still that person didn't stop.

"Willow! Get up! Our dresses are here!" She jolted up as Willow saw two packages. Hermione smiled brightly as she handed Willow's package and started unwrapping it. Hermione gasped in surprise as she saw Hermione's pink dress. It looked so feminine and beautiful.

"This is so good!"

"Krum's so lucky... wish Ron was" Hermione blushed at that comment as she threw a pillow at Willow playfully. Willow laughed as she stared at the package.

"I'll ask my dad and I'll give you the mon--"

"Shut up! This is my parents gift for you. So, just take it" Willow was hesitant at the beginning, but eventually she nodded her head once she found Hermione glaring at her. Willow carefully unwrapped it as her eyes widened in surprise and awe.

"That's so beautiful! "

━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━

It was the Yule Ball day.

Willow was all dressed up as she fiddled with her fingers anxiously. What if people mocks at her? What if they judge her? It was her first Ball and Willow wanted it to be perfect. She stood behind the wall as she saw many people entering the great hall with their dates.

Willow took a heavy breath as she turned aside only to bump into Edmund who looked pretty handsome in his suit. Edmund's eyes lit up as a smile was plastered.