[BEING GRADUALLY REWRITTEN INTO THIRD PERSON]
"The aim of art is to represent not the outward appearance of things, but their inward significance"
- Aristotle
What if this inward significance was being able to create a piece moments before it happen...
This had to be one of the more exciting times of the year. Especially when it would snow later on. It would've been nice to go to the Yule Ball but unfortunately it's only for fourth years and up unless you got an older date. My mind would just dream about twirling in the great hall wearing a beautiful ball gown. The orchestra would be playing while the girls would twirl like a ballerina
I was currently sitting in the great hall daydreaming to myself. Mid while having a drawing moment
The artwork turned out to be a ballerina. It must've attached itself to my hopes of being able to twirl in a dress as people watched. My feet would softly glide to the rhythm moving me around and my body would gracefully straighten itself as I moved
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"That's really nice!" A voice said. I looked up to see our French friend
While being here Esmée was with us for some of the time. She enjoyed being in the castle and taking in the scenery. The other times she'd be with the other Beauxbatons
"Thanks" I replied with my wide smile
"Why did you draw a ballerina?" Luna asked
"Well I was just thinking really about dancing in a dress to the music. I guess my emotions must've picked up the desire in my heart and painted it"
I didn't notice but Ginny, who was near us, glared at Harry
"Would you go to the ball if asked?" Hermione now asked
"I'd say yes" I told them "I guess it's just that idea of being a princess for one night" Hermione smiled at me
I smiled back to myself and looked down again. Hermione and Ginny were looking at Harry who was watching me
"Ophelia" Harry said. I looked up and stared into his eyes "Can I talk to you alone?"
First I was confused but nodded. I left my stuff with the girls saying I would be right back. Quickly I followed Harry out of the great hall. We walked outside slightly as I guess he really wanted to say something in private
"So you wanted to talk?" I said trying to start somewhere
"Yeah" He rubbed the back of his head "I want to ask you something?"
