American Beauty (Harry Potter Various x reader)

Chapter 11: Somebody New

McGonagall glanced around the table, her eyes flickering from one student to the other. Her hair was down for the first time in a while and she was even wearing a little makeup. She felt exposed, but she pushed down her uncomfortableness for just one night.

Her beady eyes landed on y/n, one of the people she was making sure to keep on eye on through out the Ball. The girl was talking to her date and playing with the food on her plate, occasionally throwing some in the air and catching it in her mouth.

Her date, Draco Malfoy, was talking with a smirk on his face. McGonagall let a small smile stretch over her thin lips. She hadn't seen Malfoy so outspoken and happy for quite awhile. She knew he was under a bit of pressure at home and seeing him let some steam off and not act like a tole for once was nice.

To y/n's left was Cedric Diggory, the prize boy of Hufflepuff. He seemed very off from his usual self. He stared forward with an off gaze, occasionally looking at his date with a smile. His date was Cho Chang, a Ravenclaw girl. She looked uncomfortable, every so often glancing at y/n and taking nervous gulps of water.

Down the table was Harry Potter, who looked rather upset. He was playing with his food, his eyes flashing up every now and then to look over at the American, seeing her talking to Draco as if they were long friends.

His date, Parvati Patil, looked rather bored, trying to strike up conversation with the distracted Potter but getting blown off almost every time.

At the very end of the table was Hermione Granger and Victor Krum. The Durmstrange boy barley spoke, eating silently while Hermione spoke. She was talking happily, eager to speak to the boy. Unfortunately, Victor was much less interested. He nodded occasionally, his eyes leaving his food only to glance towards the other end of the table where a certain y/c/h haired female sat.

McGonagall sighed, pursing her lips and leaning towards Dumbledore.

"Excuse me Albus, but there is something we must discuss." Dumbledore places down his goblet, turning to the woman.

"Yes?" McGonagall looked over to y/n, who was pretending to do spells with her fork.

"The American, well, it appears she has gained a little too much attention. Especially with that...outfit." McGonagall's eyes flashed over y/n exposed skin with a frown. Dumbledore chuckled, folding his hands.

"Oh Minerva, she's a teenager! She's having fun! I think you would learn a lesson or two from that girl. Now, I have a dance to start." Standing up, Dumbledore touched his wand to his throat. His voice suddenly boomed around the room. "EVERYONE! I HOPE YOUR DINNER WAS SATISFACTORY, BUT NOW IT IS TIME FOR THE REAL FUN TO START!"

Everyone in the hall stood, the tables and chairs disappearing in a flash. Left instead was a wide and clear dance floor, decorations and lights appearing across the ceiling.

"To start the dancing off, the Triwizard Champions!!" The Champions stood, lining up and walking out onto the dance floor.

Y/n was first out, her hand holding Draco's gently. The two moved out onto the dance floor, the music starting the second y/n curtsied and Draco bowed.

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The music swelled and y/n placed one hand on Draco's shoulder and the other in his hand, surprised by how toned he felt. She pushed away her embarrassing thoughts, moving instep with the music.

Draco kept an indifferent face, but couldn't help but feel a little shaky. His hand was cupped on y/n's waist, feeling her body under her clinging dress. He swallowed thickly, averting his eyes away from his partner.