'Daniella said she'll go with me!' Cassie exclaims, putting a hand on her forehead, and falling back in her bed 'the ladies love me'
I roll my eyes 'I'm sure they do..' I nod 'hey, did you see what was going on in the Great Hall earlier?' She says no 'Fred asked Michelle to the Yule Ball' 'What??!'
Annndd, she's stormed out of our dorm, phone in hand, yelling curses.
** In the morning (Christmas Morning) of the day of the Yule Ball, I'm rushed out of Slytherin House to go open gifts in the Gryffindor Common Room. So, me, Cassie, Daniella, Angelina, and a few other girls in 6th year, with the exception of Ginny and Hermione, sit in the middle area, wrapping paper scattered all around.
'What are you doing here??' A guys voice, and he sounds relatively annoyed. OF COURSE I look up and see Fred. I tell him I'm opening gifts He clenches his jaw 'but this isn't even your common room' he sighs 'fine, whatever, umm.. you going to the ball??' 'None of your business, Weasley' Cassie looks at him, most definitely threatening Ohh, she DID do something to him that day..
'Shut up, I wasn't talking to you' he rubs his arm 'there's only so many times you can attempt to rip my arm from the socket..'
And now, Ginny, is involved Ha! 'Fred, she's allowed to be here, it's not her fault you asked that idiot out' she tilts her head 'you KNOW mum wouldn't like her, right??' And now we're all in fits of laughter 'Cheers Gin' I manage to get out, once Fred leaves
**
I end up going alone to the Yule Ball, with my waste of a dress (a long green dress, with a thigh split by the way)
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and none of my friends, because they all ended up being asked, and when they asked me if I was feeling and about the stuff with Fred, to which I replied no, they didn't believe me. and I have no idea why! 'You can still hang with us?' Of course, I said no to this offer, and ended up sitting at multiple tables throughout the night, one including Harry and Ron's 'Don't you have anything better to do, Ang?' Ron scowls. I shake my head, and sigh dramatically 'No date, and I'm a bit too tired to dance right now' Ron gives me a surprised look, asking what happens with Fred, and that he told him that he was going to ask me out. ..? 'No' I start 'he's here with Michelle' I explain, with a shrug 'they've been dating since summer, apparently' Ron and Harry exchange glances, before Harry corrects me 'Him and Michelle were a joke, I thought people knew that.. they stopped doing that long ago'
So, he's doing it to mess with me?
I'm about to reply, when I feel a hand on my shoulder, and almost jump out of my seat, only to see...
