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7 weeks until the ball...
Still no one has asked me to the ball.
It's getting quite depressing, actually.
I know eventually someone will ask me.
Maybe.
Why can't it be NOW?
Anyway...
Now that almost every girl had a partner, the boys were getting desperate. They were trying really hard not to get the ugly ones.
I find that really rude.
I know I'm not that pretty, and that I can sometimes be annoying, but I'm not that bad, surely?
6 weeks until the ball...
I was walking down the torch lit corridors of Hogwarts when suddenly (again ) I crashed into somebody. This time though, it wasn't Fred. Though it was someone who looked a lot like him.
It was George.
"Oh, sorry!" he exclaimed. He bent down to help me pick them up. I put my hand on one book to pick it up, as did he. One problem; it was the same book.
When our hands touched I swear that sparks of electricity flew back and forth between us.
I pulled me hand back quickly, as did he. We merely looked at each other for a moment. Then, I picked up all my books and stashed them hastily in my bag.
"So..." he coughed. "I've been needing to ask you something actually..."
My stomach leapt. "Yes...?"
"MillieMalfoywillyougototheballwithme?" He rambled. I laughed.
"What was that?"
He took a deep breath. "Millie Malfoy, will you go to the ball with me?"
"Well..."
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YES I'M SOO MEAN I DID I CLIFFHANGER SORRYYYYY
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Fear
Fanfiction"All I feel is fear. Of everything." Millie has lived in an abusive household her whole life. But, on her 11th birthday, things finally change...but is it better or worse for her life? This is Book 1 & 2 of The 'Fear' series, covering Millie's first...
