The Blood Traitor || Oc x Oc

The Yule Ball

***Sera's hairstyle*** 

"This is mad!" Ron complained. "At this rate, we're the only ones in our year without dates —" Professor Snape shoved him in the head, forcing him down to face his work. He groaned. "— Well, us and Neville."

"But then again, Neville can take himself," Harry joked. 

"If it really interests you, Neville's already got someone," Sera stepped in bluntly.

Ron groaned in complaint. "Aw! Now I'm really depressed."

Fred passed Ron a note. He made sure that Professor Snape wasn't watching, before reading the note. " 'Get a good one or else all the good ones will be gone'." He passed the note back to Fred. "Who are you going with, then?"

He responded by crushing up the piece of parchment paper and chucking it at Angelina Johnson, a fellow Gryffindor. "Oi, Angelina!"

"What?" she hissed back.

"Do you wanna go to the ball with me?" 

Her eyes immediately lit up. "To the ball? Yeah, alright!"

He looked back at Ron and winked. 

"Oi, Hermione," said Ron. "You're a girl."

"Very well spotted," Hermione answered flatly. 

"Wanna come along with one of us?" 

Professor Snape shoved their heads into their homework again. 

"I mean, we know that Sera is already going to the Yule Ball with Dante. And it's alright for a boy to show up on their own. But for a girl, it's just sad."

"I won't be going alone, because believe it or not, someone has already asked me!" She walked away and handed her homework to Professor Snape. He snatched it and glared at her before she walked away. She walked back to Sera, Ron, and Harry. "And I said yes!" 

"She's lying, right?" Ron immediately asked once Hermione was out of earshot. 

"If you say so," Harry answered, though he sounded full of disbelief. 

"Listen, tonight when we get back to the common room, we'll both have partners. Agreed?"

"Agreed," Harry responded. 

Professor Snape shoved their heads again. 

"Well, if Dante hadn't already asked me shortly after the announcement, I would have gone with you, Harry," Sera admitted. 

Harry's eyes lit up. "Really?"

"You're my brother. I'm sure that it would be a bit easier to ask your sister instead of asking another girl." 

"Well, thanks, sis."

"Just promise me one thing, though."

"What's that?" 

Sera smiled. "Save me a dance, will you?" 

And with that, she got to her feet and walked away, handing her homework to Professor Snape before leaving the Great Hall. 

Later that evening, Harry had come back with no luck. He had tried to ask his crush, Cho Chang, to the Yule Ball, but she'd already agreed to go with someone else. But Ron had no luck. He was surrounded by a group of girls, a look of anxiety on his face, led and consoled by his sister. 

"It's alright, Ron. It's okay, it doesn't matter."

Sera, Hermione, and Harry walked over. 

"What happened?"