"Will you go to the dance with me?"
"No."
Daphne pouts. More than six people have invited her at this point, all of them given a maybe; she has tried to convince Tom to go with her, but he always answers with a no. As always, her prince in denial and so grumpy. There have been other brave ones and from the rumors she has heard, those brave ones have been strongly criticized by others of that entourage of Tom fans.
Those who consider that he shouldn't go with someone. He is the prince who cannot be with anyone.
The invitations come and go in a way that irritates Tom a little. It is as if there is no silence anywhere he goes. Barely in his room and in the chamber of secrets. Beyond that, it is an echo made up of 'Will you go to the ball with me?'
Tom lost count of the people who have offered to go. The main one is Daphne, who doesn't give up, several Slytherin girls, one or two from Ravenclaw; some Slytherin boys. Tom has said no to all of them. The lack of interest is bigger than him.
For periods of time, he asks himself: Why not invite Harriet? It's no secret that they are friends. Tom would say that it is the main reason why Slytherin has kept a distance with her these past two years. Besides, they are heirs of the founders. That has its weight, right? Naturally they should spend time together.
Then Tom thinks about how annoying everyone will be and he loses interest. He assume someone will invite her. Even if it is Ronald Weasley in his infinite uselessness to do things right. Anything but Poliakov, Theodore, Blaise and Cedric. Even so, it is not as if she should be with her partner all night. They can dance. It will only be necessary to avoid public entrance and in front of everyone.
After that, they can do whatever they want.
Will she wear a dress or a suit? A suit for sure. He'd be lying if he said he wouldn't prefer a dress.
Mostly for less than innocent reasons.
This reminds Tom that he has to collect the prize for going to the Quidditch final. Let Harriet wear the initiation dress! That will make him very happy. Maybe he can take advantage of being at her home for Christmas. Use the expandable trunk at night.
"Where did you go?" Theodore mocks, sitting at the same table in the common room. Tom shakes his head.
"Nowhere." He goes back to reading his book, before being asked the same question again.
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"Roger Davis... I don't know. Doesn't ring a bell. Sorry."
"He's cute," Fleur says with a smile. "And maybe we can talk... if he doesn't get too stupid. I hope not. I have to get ready a lot, though. It'll be a problem."
Harriet giggles through her nose. It's adorable to listen to Fleur and her distress. If she's any prettier, her date to the ball will totally lose herself in the Veela charm. It could be quite an experience. Harriet wonders what it's like to be asked by someone even if she doesn't want to go with that person.
No one has. There are three weeks until the ball.
Does it surprise her? No. Does it disappoint her? A little. She hasn't wanted to bring it up with Tom. It's obvious he's not going to. However, the more Harriet thinks about it, the more she wishes he would or at least tell her he won't.
She's seen some girls asking him. She's a little jealous.
"Who are you going to the ball with?" She shrugs at Cho's question. "Maybe you can ask someone. Waiting for them to... It's a pain." She laughs indiscreetly and Harriet grumbles.
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• Romeo, Juliet & Cinderella • | Tomrry
Fanfiction"We are opposites, but we are one and the same.... No one could be for me and no one can be for you. We only have each other. Everyone can hate you and they can't change you. You are mine. And it makes me so desperate, I'd kill you to avoid seeing y...
