Chapter 2

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Lily looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing a beautiful pastel dress. Across the chest of the dress was a pretty swirly pattern made out of silver beads. The skirt of the dress was made up if several light, pink petticoats that came down to the top of her knees. The dress was held up by a single strap covered in more silver beads at the top of the dress that wrapped around her neck. Lily’s hair was curled piled up on the top her head with a silver, flower clip. Around her neck was a chain on which hung a small heart engraved with an ‘L’. Lily fiddled with her necklace. She always did when she was nervous.

“Wow you look amazing Lily,” Claire said as she entered the room. Claire was wearing a long, green, strapless dress. The dress was pretty plain apart from some embroidery running along the hem of the dress.

“Thanks, you look nice too.” Claire smiled,

“Thanks but why are you getting dressed up? You don’t like all of this love stuff do you? I thought you wouldn’t be going to the ball,”

“No, I didn’t think I’d go either but it’s not like I’m going with an actual date,” Lily said,

“Well who are you going then?”

“James Potter.” Claire burst out laughing,

“You’re going with James Potter!?!”

“Problem?”

“No, no problem,” Claire sniggered as she left the room. Lily pulled on her silver heals and left the too. She walked down the stairs to the common room. The room was nearly empty but standing by the portrait hole was James Potter. He was dressed in a black suit with a white flower through the button whole,

“Shall we?” he said offering his arm to Lily. It didn’t take them long to get to the great hall. Slughorn was sitting by the door. He nodded at them as they entered. The hall was covered in beautiful decorations. Several stings of white fairy lights hung across the room and lots of pink hears floated about too. The weird sisters stood at the top of the room where the teachers table usually were. A song was just finishing as the two entered the room.

“Do you want to get a drink?” Lily asked. James looked slightly disappointed,

“Oh, I wanted to dance,” he said. Lily looked slightly confused,

“I didn’t like you liked all that love stuff,” she teased,

“Who said dancing was a love thing?” James said taking Lily’s hand,

“Me,” Lily said stubbornly. James pulled Lily towards him,

“Oh come on Lily!” James said, “Lighten up, let yourself go!” James lifted up Lily’s arm and twirled her about. To her surprise Lily started to enjoy herself as she flew across the dance floor. She twirled into James arms, her petticoats twirling out, just as the song finished. “Shall we get that drink now?” James asked. Lily nodded as another song started. The two of them walked over to a table by the side of the room. James picked up two cups of butterbeer and handed one to Lily. The two of them drank silently while they what other couples dance past. Amanda waltzed past with her head half berried in Remus’s chest. James tipped his head back, guzzling down that last of his drink, “Do you want to dance again?” he asked. Lily frowned,

“It’s a slow song James,” she almost snapped, “a love stuff song!” James shrugged,

“So? A slow dance doesn’t have to be a love dance!” Lily frowned, “Just try it.” James pulled Lily close to him and the two of them began twirl around the floor in slow motion. They kept dancing for the next few songs and, although they didn’t notice it, they were getting closer together. Another slow song started playing and James and Lily carried on dancing but this time it looked like they were dancing properly to anybody who was looking. Lily spun out of James arms and twirled into Claire.

“At least your date is going well,” she said,

“Isn’t yours then? – Hang on did you date?”

“Yeah,”

“I’m not on date Claire,”

“Really, you’ve been waltzing around with your head in James’s chest for the last five minutes!” Lily’s mouth fell open,

“No, I have not!” James ran over to Lily and tuck hold of her wrist,

“Sorry about that Lil,” he said, “I didn’t mean to send you flying.” Claire shuck her head,

“I’ll let you get back to your…dancing!”

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