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The Great HallHogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry— Scottish Highlands( December 25th, 1994

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The Great Hall
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry
— Scottish Highlands
( December 25th, 1994. )

                    𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 of the Yule Ball had arrived, and the atmosphere in the Ravenclaw dorm room was a mix of excitement, nerves, and anticipation. Olympia, Seraphina, and Elvira had been preparing for hours, their room filled with the sounds of laughter, the occasional groan of frustration, and the rustle of fabric as they adjusted their outfits.

Olympia stood in front of the large mirror, her fingers delicately brushing the hem of her midnight blue gown. The dress shimmered like the night sky, every step making the fabric sparkle with a thousand tiny stars. The bodice was tight, hugging her figure, while the skirt flared out gently, the soft material catching the light with every movement. Her blonde hair, styled in long, loose waves, cascaded down her back, framing her face softly. She had always preferred simplicity, but tonight, the gown made her feel like something more.

She turned to look at Seraphina, who was applying a light layer of makeup, her gown an elegant shade of lavender silk that made her look like she'd stepped out of a fairytale. The gown draped perfectly over her form, the fabric catching the light in just the right way, giving her an ethereal glow. Seraphina's black hair was pulled back into an intricate updo, several strands softly framing her face. Her eyes were glowing with excitement, but there was a hint of nervousness behind them as she glanced at Olympia.

"You look stunning," Seraphina said with a soft smile, her eyes scanning Olympia's gown. "I can't believe it's finally here."

Olympia grinned back, but it was more of a reflex than true excitement. She had been so caught up in the preparations and in avoiding the tangled web of emotions in her head, she hadn't had much time to think about the ball. But now, as she looked at herself in the mirror, a part of her couldn't help but feel a twinge of nerves.

𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐋𝐋 ━ George WeasleyWhere stories live. Discover now