I was quietly getting ready in the bathroom. I was excited, I cannot lie. George said he would meet me in the Ballroom as I was late. I slip into my dress, put on my shoes, do my hair into a side braid, put on my jewellery which includes a bracelet George got me and the necklace which was my mums. I take a deep breath.
I walk down on my own. I knew I missed the dance's of the champions but I didn't care. People were having their own conversations, it was quiet. The room suddenly fell quiet once I had been seen by a few people.
"Is that Clara Black?"
"Woah,"
I look down and bite my lip. I see George gaping at me once I looked back up. A song started to play. He walks up to me. "May I have this dance?" He says in a fact voice. I giggle. "Why of course!" I respond.
(SORRY FOR ALL THE VIDEOS AND PHOTO'S. I JUST LIKE TO GET A VISUAL ON EVERYTHING)
I feel people stare at us. We dance across the room. I see the professors smiling proudly.
The song soon finishes. We stand up. George kisses my lips. I kiss him back. I smile into the kiss. George pulls back shocked at his own actions. "Get some George!" Someone shouts. I blush and walk away from the centre. I see Hermione walk out of the room. "I'll be back," I say walking out following Hermione. I see her sitting on the steps. "Hey, are you okay?" I asked sitting next to her.
"He ruins everything!" She says between sobs. I try and comfort her the best I can. Ron walks out. "I'll leave you two alone," I say getting up and walking back into the room.
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Tears (Sirius Black's Daughter) Book 1
FanfictionClara Black is a thirteen-year-old teenager who enjoys bubble baths and reading. She is generous, brave and creative, but can also be very cunning and a bit moody. She lives with her Godfather Remus Lupin. She, for the past 2 years has been taught...