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𓆙𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑛𓆙

"I seriously cant get over that dress, Hermione."

I beamed as I applied a subtle lip tint to add some flush to my lips. I stare at my dress, which is a dark green silk dress. The dress was quite simple, but it highlighted my slim waist and slightly curvy hips. The shoes I have on are black and green with a small touch of silver on the heel, adding elegance and wealth without being too flashy. My dark hair that is decorated with a flash of blond is over my shoulders with vintage curls.

"Thanks, Celeste."

"No problem."

We are right now in Hermione's dim lit room, getting ready for the yule ball.

"I still can't get over the fact that you declined everybody's offer."

Hermione babbled, I turned to her and shrugged.

"I also can't get over the fact that there are people who are going to wait for you at the entrance."

Hermione adds.

"What people?"

I ask in confusion.

"You didn't hear?"

Hermione asks with a surprised look.

"A lot of the boys who were rejected by you are dateless, in hopes of getting a dance with you. Apparently, word spread that you will arrive solo."

"So?"

I ask, even more confused.

"So, a lot of people still have hope that you are going to dance with them. And because of that lost hope, they are planning to wait at the entrance for you."

I stare at her with shock.

"And how many people are going to wait for me?"

"From what I heard, almost a dozen."

Hermione says, causing me to look at her with even wider eyes.

"A dozen?!"

Hermione nods in silent as she applies a thin coat of lip gloss.

"I swear you cast a love spell on everybody at this point."

I gasp.

"I did not!"

I spit out truthfully.

Hermione chuckles and repeats a "I know, I know" as I go on.

"It's about time."

Hermione shrieks out as she looks at the clock.

"Crap, let me just put this necklace on."

I say as I hurriedly put on a necklace that is of a round emerald that is surrounded by a silver snake.

Hermione and I both walk out of the room and immediately, we both notice the attention.

"Keep your head up high, push your shoulders back."

I whisper to Hermione as we walk past a crowd.

Hermione follows my order as we both stride down the hallway, making all heads turn in the process.

"After you."

Hermione tells me as we arrive at the stairs.

"I will gladly take that offer, Hermione."

I chirp out.

My eyes immediately catches the dozen boys who are looking up at me with awe. I smile down at them as I walk down the large stairs. I see a particular icy blond head who is facing his back towards me. I smirk as I catch one of his friend look at me and I swear that his cheeks gushed with pink. Draco looks at his friend with confusion and whips his head towards me with amusement.