Ginny's Yule Ball (Harry Potter Fanfiction) (not hinny)

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I was looking at myself in the mirror, with my dress on, my pendant swinging from my neck, my hair all curly and flicky (the opposite of the hair straightening potion) and a pair of yellow heels that had laces up the front. I twirled around; they were my best dancing shoes. But not because I can dance but because I’d gone down stairs this morning after the incident with Hermione and I’d met Fred and George and Lee Jordan, of course, they were inseparable. “Hiya!” I said flinging my arms around them both and beaming at Lee “Good to see you three! Not seen you in ages.” 

“Yeah, it’s been to long, Generva.” Fred muttered, while dealing out another round of cards. I scowled at the use of my real name, but didn’t make a big thing of it because I needed to speak to them. 

“Right, shut up now. I need to ask you something.” I said importantly. All three heads turned and looked questioningly at me. “I’m going to the Yule Ball with Harry and …” They cut me off by making jokes about me and Harry and making kissy kissy noise, while Lee went “Oooh Oooh!” very loudly. I blushed luminous but continued. “And I can’t dance for Bertty Bott’s Every Flavour Beans! How can I make myself dance a bit better?” 

“Well, you certainly made the right decision by asking us, Gin.” George smirked “Us being the resident dancers of this family and all.” I groaned, I really needed serious help. 

“Just be serious, George!” I snapped. I think he realised I was utterly serious he shrugged and summoned my shoes before smacking them into the table in front of him. 

“Heyy…” I said, they were my best shoes and they were really expensive, too. I didn’t want big dent in the side of them or, even worse, the heel to snap off. 

“Sorry, Charms class was never my strongest subject.” George smiled cheekily at me because Charms was his best subject he just thought it would be funny to break my shoes. But I soon forgave him once he put a spell upon my shoes that would make me be excellent at dancing tonight! I was extremely happy! 

“Thank you!” I trilled hugging them all once more before dashing up the stairs. 

So, that’s how I ended up wearing my best dancing shoes. I took a deep breath and twirled around. I marched down the stairs and there was Harry, in his bottle green dress robes that matched his eyes exactly. My face broke out into a massive grin and I went over to him. “Hi” I squealed. 

“Hi, yourself!” He joked “Wow, Gin. You look fantastic! And you really suit your hair like that.” I shrugged modestly, all the time relishing in his compliments. Just then Hermione sashayed down the spiral staircase and me, Harry, Ron and everyone else in the common room gasped. 

“Wow, Hermione! Knock out dress!” Ron smiled “Bet that date of yours must be pretty popular that you made yourself up like this!” Hermione’s jaw dropped, insulted. She just gaped at him before coming and standing next to me and Harry. But before she threw herself into conversation with him she smiled nervously at me and whispered “Friends?” I nodded in reply. She beamed and started chatting to Harry, so I sped up top walk with Ron.

“So this should be exciting, huh?” I asked him as we climbed out of the portrait hole and walked down the steps. He shrugged, playing it cool. 

“I suppose so. I have to enjoy myself because Padma is pretty psyched and she is well into all that dancing stuff.” He said sheepishly. I laughed. 

“Of course, you’re just doing it for her!” I joked with him “Absolutely no pleasure in it for you, always the gentleman, Ronald.” He smiled. We had reached the entrance hall and Ron began searching the crowd eagerly for Padma. Just then Cedric Diggory began walking up the steps towards us and I smiled.