Next Year - A Hetalia USUK Harry Potter Fanfiction

Chapter 8: Not All Alone

So my friend was really bugging me to finish this since she really wanted to see the Yule Ball, and I understand. I've been so inconsistent with my posting and it's been so long since I'v actually posted anything, I really wanted to get this done (even though YouTube was calling me).

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(Arthur's POV)

Thirty minutes until the Yule Ball. Thirty minutes! I can't wait. Literally, I'm pacing around in my dorm, dress robes already applied. I tried to tame my hair, but to no avail. There are still places where my blond locks stick up.

Matthias said to use his hair gel. I asked him if that's how he always got his hair to stick up. He said that no his hair is naturally like that, but he has it when he wants to tame it. I declined the offer. I'll just keep my hair like it is.

Yes, I'm exited that there's an awesome event that's gonna happen, but the real reason I'm all crazy now is because I want to see Alfred. I want to see what he looks like, I want to talk to him, I want to just be around him. I want to dance with him.

I wonder if he can dance. I know I can.

Then something hits me: I'd be playing the girl part. I don't know the girl part.

Somewhere in the back of my mind, my mother's voice comes, saying, "When dancing, or in any case, really, the lady is always right. In other words, the lass starts on the right food, while the lad starts on the left."

So what do I do with that information?

I practice.

I pretend that Alfred is there in front of me and put my left hand on his imaginary shoulder. Then I interlock our remaining hands, though technically one of them is missing. I then practice starting by moving to the right before the left. I do the usual three counts of a waltz, then decide to try the swing.

The swing is a bit harder but I eventually got the gist of it. "Triple step, triple step, rock step, triple step, triple step..." the words flow through my mind, helping me stay on course. 

And then oh how I love the fox trot. My favorite. I flow easily with the imaginary music in my mind while staring at the imaginary boy in front of me.

I am lost in my trance when I hear a deep, monotone voice say, "What the fuck is wrong with you?"

I turn around to see Lukas seriously judging my life decisions. I clear my throat before saying "Uhh... just... practicing, you know? Hehe"

"You look really stupid." and with that, he walks back to the dormitories. He wears some nice black dress robes that look a bit similar to mine.

I sigh and check the clock on the wall... ten minutes. Ten minutes. Ten minutes. Nine minutes... Nine minutes...

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It's time it's time it's time it's time it's time! Why am I so excited about this? I'm acting like a school girl. Silly me.  OH DAMN! I CAN'T WAIT TO SEE ALFRED! I bet he looks drop dead gorgeous.

I'm walking out of the dormitories, Vlad at my side. My dress robes are just black and white, with a bit of green embroidery that Shelly (yes we are friends again) said bring out the green in my eyes.

As we make our way to the Great Hall, neither of us talk until Vlad finds his date and runs off in a huff with her. Now I'm all alone, waiting at the doors to the Great Hall for Alfred.

All alone.

All alone.

Will Alfred ever show up?

I've been waiting.

All alone.

I've been waiting for ten minutes now.

All alone.

Where is that wanker?

All alone.

What if he decided to ditch me? No, Alfred would never do that, right?

All alone.

All alone.

All alone.

FUCK WHERE IS H- before I know what happened, I see a figure dressed in black and white. His dirty blond hair is neatly combed except for the ahoge that sat atop it. And as I expected, he is drop dead gorgeous, with sparkling blue eyes focused on nothing but me.

Alfred comes up to me, in a tuxedo (sir, this is hogwarts why the fuck are you wearing a tuxedo) and charming black shoes. But the best part about his appearance is his smile. It is as wide as the horizon and as white as snow.

Is this really my date? I don't deserve this.

He stops right in front of me, smile never fading. He puts a hand on his hip before using the other hand to rub the back of his head. He also wore a profound blush on his cheeks.

"You know you look adorable like that, you know? Looking at me like I'm a god or something." he comments.

I realize that my mouth is agape and my eyes are wide, so I turn my face to be a smile and reply, "I'd say more like a snack. A sexy snack, at that."

He chuckles and ruffles my hair, saying, "You look handsome, you really do. I like your bow tie."

I smile at the fact that he acknowledges my bow tie. I quite like it. "Wanker."

"You ready?" he asks.

"Ready as I'll ever be," I reply.

The American takes my hand and I blush, but instead of pulling me through the door, he pulls me aside, behind a pillar, out of sight. What is he doing? 

"Oh nothing. Just had to do this real quick." he responded with a smirk, as if he had read my mind the way he answered the question I had never vocalized.

And before I have time to say anything else, he pulls me in close and kisses me right smack on the lips. His lips are soft and sweet tasting, like those Skittles candies that he likes so much. At first I am surprised, but then I relax, realizing that I've wanted this for a whole two months now. This is what I love. This is who I love.

As quickly as it had begun, he pulled away, ending the sudden kiss to pull me through the large double doors leading into the jaw-dropping beautifully decorated great hall.

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Guys don't kill me. Don't worry, I most definitely will actually write about the Yule Ball. But now you are even more excited for it, aren't you. Next chapter I swear. Whelp, I hope you enjoyed this chapter!

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