~~*KELLAN*~~
~present time~
Breathe in, breathe out. It's okay, Kellan, I tell myself. You've got this. It's just a dance. Yeah, Draco Malfoy's dance! He's amazingly popular in our house--I think he's dating a Ravenclaw?
I sink underneath the bubbles of the tub. My parents are the only ones that know I'm in Slytherin--and Jazmiyn. I was worried for a while that they would make me live on the streets and become a beggar, but, this was my family I was talking about. Siblings, mother, father. They love me. Thankfully, they let me used to the Slytherin ways, which indeed goes in to going to Draco's dance.
The water soothes my nerves, but why should I be nervous? This is my fourth year going to his parties, as it will be my fourth year going to Hogwarts. I sit up, gasping for breath, as I check a watch that I set on the floor.
For Muggles' sake!
I scramble out of the tub, grabbing my towel and quickly drying myself off. After wrapping myself in the warm fluffiness, I scramble down the hall, my feet making wet spots on the wood while I race to my room.
I slam the door shut, and look at the robes layed out on my bed. They were a beautiful emerald and aqua, making my eyes stand out, and even appear a little olive. I slip it on, and sigh in awe, the silky fabric feeling like rushing water. It's a one-sleeved dress, the sleeve going up my right shoulder with a special design of jewels just beneath. The fabric criss-crosses across my waist and another string of jewels to the side of the crossed section before falling in waves down to my ankles. It's beautiful, to say the least.
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The doorbell rings, the gonging noise slightly scaring me. I sit up from my chair and do a make-up check, and I'm all good--thank gosh. My hair is pinned up with curles straying, the look I was going for. Perfect. Then, I hear his voice.
"Is Kellan up there?" His perfect british accent makes my insides melt, just like the way he gives me butterflies.
I take that as my cue to come down.
I start at the top, and make my way down slowly, but fast enough so I don't imitate a snail. As I near the bottom, my heels making a click-clack noise, everyone stares, and I immediatley blush a light pink.
"Kellan..." James, my date, looks speechless. Imagine that! James Lestrange my boyfriend of a year and a half, himself, speechless! "You look...beautiful. Even that doesn't describe you..."
I blush, and he takes my hand and kisses it very elegantly. I can't help but to blush deeper as I say, "You look very handsome as well, James." He interlaced his hand in mine and smiled down at me.
My mom holds up the camera, and snaps the scene, us holding hands, smiling and looking in to each other's eyes.
"All right kids, get ready for a picture!"
My mother's peircing voice echos through the room. So there we go, the guys holding the girl's waists, and we all flash our best cheeky smiles.
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The dance is magnificent. Draco is here with a pretty ginger, dressed in green robes. I watch as they dance, and feel inspired to as well. I tug on James' hand and lead him to the dance floor. They're playing muggle music, and this slow one sounds interesting.
Stay with me Baby stay with me
Tonight don't leave me alone
Walk with me, come and walk with me
To the edge of all we've ever known
I can see you there with the city lights
Fourteenth floor
Pale blue eyes
I can breathe you in
His hands are on my hips as I rest my hands on his shoulders and lean my head as well as we sway to the beat of the music.
Two shadows standing by the bedroom door
No I could not want you more
Than I did right then
As our heads leaned in
Well I'm not sure what this is gonna be
But with my eyes closed all I see is the skyline
Through the window
The moon above you and the streets below
Hold my breath as you're moving in
Taste your lips and feel your skin
When the time comes baby don't run
Just kiss me slowly
"Kellan," James' voice sounds slightly deeper in my ear. "Look at me."
I pull back and look up at his very own pale blue eyes, and take a deep breath. He gently pushes the hair along my face back and leans in. I close my eyes and follow along as our lips meet halfway.
"James," I say in between kisses.
He pulls away, and looks me in the eyes.
"Yes?"
"Just kiss me slowly."
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"Bye Mum! I promise I will write. Lena needs to get out anyway!" I yell through the window, gesturing to my snowy owl.
"Okay hun..."
"We love you Kellan!" My family shouts in sync. And when I say all my family, I mean all of them.
The train lets out one more whistle before we go.
"Love you too!" I yell back as we start to move.
I close the window and sit back, James holding my hand. We finally got our own compartment, our trunks way high on a rack. James then wraps his arm around my shoulders just as a girl with bright red hair opens the door.
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