Veela and her wolf

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A/N: Heads up from this point on probably will be diverging more and more from cannon to suit the needs of the direction I'm wanting the story to go in.

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The doors opened fully revealing the Great Hall decorated for the formal affair.  The champions and dates were lined up with Harry in front with his surprising date of Draco Malfoy, the Bulgarian and his date a blonde mousy looking  Slytherin girl, and finally Fleur and Hermione.

Malfoy had asked Harry out as a joke instigated by Crabe and Goyle but blanched immediately when Harry promptly accepted grinning heavily.

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Flashback

'Potter!!!'  Malfoy yelled

'Yes Malfoy'. Harry replied slowly turning around, huffing in annoyance.  He had been walking from his last class for the day and was in the central part of the courtyard.  Students were bustling about, but Harry was  surrounded by the three Slytherin stooges.  Those close to the quartet looked on with intrigue. 

'I was err wondering if you would do me the honor of joining me as my date for the Yule Ball.'  Malfoy had managed out between well hidden giggles, gesturing wildly offering up a lovely bouquet of red roses and magical butterflies to the confused Harry.  The female students around the pair seemed to swoon at the overtly romantic gesture.

Looking back at the two idiots Draco always had at his side, he realized this was some kind of joke Malfoy had been put up to.  Harry decided to have a little fun and could see this as the gift that would keep on giving.

'How could I possibly say no to such an offer?!?  Of course since you asked, you will be the one to lead.'  Harry rushed out as he stepped closer placing a hand on Draco's chest as he continued 'I expect to be on the dance floor with you most of the night, and do look presentable good sir I am representing our school.'  Harry smiled, leveling a serious gaze on the platinum blonde, raising an eyebrow.  'Be in touch as we will need to finalize our details, the roses are lovely by the way, I expect to be shown a respectable good time like any gentleman would.'

Draco stood there in shock, however ever the proud pureblood he could not back down once his offer was accepted.  He stepped back and bowed in acquiescence, then turned from the spot heading hurriedly back to the dungeons with his two goons at his heels, all the while hearing Harry laughing with glee as he said, ' I can't wait till your father hears about this.'

The surrounding students didn't know exactly what had just occurred, some were angry, some laughing uncontrollably, others were just stunned.  However since Ron's homophobic outburst and following punishment those who would have previously lashed out quietly showed their distaste visibly on their faces and walked away. 

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The two young men were dressed impeccably and as Harry had communicated, since Draco did ask he would be the one to lead when they danced, and there would be dancing.  Harry was fussing over Draco's tie, which Draco was letting the young Potter do surprisingly.  

Hermione giggled at her friend's antics, but wondered silently if Harry did really harbor feelings for the platinum blonde bloke.  He never seemed to care of anyone's orientation, so it wouldn't surprise her if he was bi, straight, or gay.  Not that she would care any, obviously.  Harry had always gone on about how much of a prat Malfoy was, but who knows what her best mate thought on the matter.  So the saying goes that there is a thin line between love and hate...