Angel stares into the mirror, almost not recognizing herself. Hermione and Pansy did an absolute amazing job. With Hermione's fashion sense and Pansy's makeup skills, Angel looked like a goddess. A black, skin tight dress with a squared neckline was on her body, a silver chain around her neck and delicate earrings dangling from her ears. She had her hair in lose curls, each strand cascading down her back and over her shoulders. Her makeup was natural, the only work done really just her eyebrows.
"You don't even need any makeup" Pansy had said when she was applying the product. Now, Angel felt like herself. She felt confident. She felt..beautiful. Which was hard these days. This wasn't going to be anything big. Just the first date. Why was Angel so nervous?
Probably because the girl who'd be across from her is the most beautiful person she's seen in her whole life. She takes her eyes off the mirror and looks to the two fairy godmothers. "How do I look?" she sighs, twirling around for her mini audience.
"Amazing. I wonder who did that makeup" Pansy hums, smiling softly. "Ooh who choose your outfit? You look ravishing" Hermione quips back, raising her eyebrow teasingly. "Okay okay I get it, thank you" Angel laughs, pulling the two into a hug.
"Now I need to go if I don't want to be late" she says before pulling away and grabbing her wand and phone, leaving the dorm.
*time skip*
Raelyyn fiddles with her hands, sitting at the restaurant that her and Angel had chose. But once Angel walked in, her eyes grow wide. Angel walks over to Raelyyn's table, her breathing slowing. She looked stunning. A black, strapless dress hugged her body, her neck embellished with jewelry and a thick wool coat on her seat. Angel sits down across from her, smiling softly.
Blaise stares at Ron in his hospital bed, his leg shaking as he starts to bite his nails nervously. It's been a few hours since he got there, waiting for Ron. He looks to Harry who was pacing the floor, finally getting off the phone after using it as a distraction device. Mrs.Weasley was fidgeting with her hands, hoping she wouldn't have another child of hers pass away.
"I should have watched him" Blaise mumbles, his leg continuing to shake as his hands start to do the same. Draco looks at him and sits beside him. "I can't tell you that I know what you're going through but I know for a fact that it was not you're fault." he says, placing his hand on Blaise's shoulder. He shakes his head and buries his face into his hands. "But why does it feel like my fault?" he whimpers, causing Draco to grip his shoulder.
Harry looks at the two and walks out, walking to Mrs.Weasley. "It's alright Molly. The doctor says he's stable." he says, pulling her into hug. She was always like a mother to him and he wanted to make sure she didn't worry too much.
