Chapter twenty eight
Announcement of the Yule Ball
Goldie's POV;
After the Gryffindor party, Fred and I seemed to be as thick as thieves again. I almost always was with him and George. He had managed to get me alone a few times and would shower me with compliments. Ron thought we were together and got scolded by Fred for thinking that. Ron told us that we should get together to which Ginny agreed. George had stayed quiet during this whole ordeal but he gave a nod. That was yesterday. Today had started off differently than our other school days. McGonagall had sat all of us down, girls on one side of the room and boys on the other. She began explaining that we'd have a ball at Hogwarts, which is basically a dance. All the girls began whispering and McGonagall quickly told them to be quiet. Angelina sat next to me as the ball was explained along with the rules. "The Yule Ball will take place on Christmas Eve. This will be a professional dance. I will not have you all acting like a bumbling band of baboons." George leaned over to Fred and said "try saying that fast times fast." The two of them began to say it and I held back the giggle that wanted to escape my lips. McGonagall chose Ron to show us all what ballroom dancing is like. The twins thought it was absolutely hilarious as Ron had an annoyed look on his face. They mimicked him dancing with McGonagall, being over dramatic.

"You're never going to let him forget this are you?" Harry asked them. They shook their heads. "Never." I smiled a bit as I might be able to go to the ball with Fred. He'd have to ask me of course, but that would be amazing. McGonagall told the boys to grab a partner so we could practice. None of the boys moved. Neville stood up and was the one to get the other boys to ask a girl to dance. George walked over to Angelina and said "will you dance with me?" She stared up at him and nodded. "Yeah." He smiled and took her hand, leading her to a spot in the room. Harry didn't move as he watched girls get asked. Neville had asked Ginny and I watched her smile as he danced with her. "Wanna practice?" Fred asked me. "You want to practice with me?" I replied. He nodded and said "yeah. Come on." He offered me his hand which I took. He put his hand on my waist as he swayed me back and forth slowly. "It'll be fun won't it?" I looked at him and said "yeah. I would assume so." "I think it's going to be a lot of fun. Just a whole night of dancing. Without firewhisky though." I shook my head and said "yeah, we'll actually be sober." Fred chuckled as he spun me, his eyes on McGonagall to make sure he was doing it right. "Good job, Mr. Weasley. You and Miss March would make a splendid ballroom couple." "Thank you, professor." Fred winked at her and she narrowed her eyes at him. I felt the heat rush to my cheeks a bit and Fred said "you're blushing." "No, I'm not." I said. He nodded and said "you are. And it's adorable." I looked away from him and saw Angelina leaning on George's chest. "I'll get to see you in a pretty ball dress, won't I?" "Obviously." I looked back up at Fred and he said "I'm sure you'll be the prettiest one in the room." I shook my head and said "I highly doubt that." "There'll be no girl in that room that'll be prettier than you." I went to reply when McGonagall released us all to go to lunch. Fred's hand left my waist slowly and he held my hand a bit tighter. I went to let go and he said "we're going to lunch aren't we?" I nodded and said "yeah." He began to walk, still holding my hand. I took a few quick steps to keep up with his long strides. Lunch was quite eventful. Lee was looking around the room, trying to figure out who he'd ask. "Maybe I'll ask Simone." He said. The twins busted out laughing and Lee glared at them. "She'll shoot you down, mate." "I ain't no bitch I'm gonna ask her. If I get shot down, at least I had the balls to ask her." George shook his head and said "I already know who I'm going to ask." "Oh, yeah? Who?" Fred asked. "It's a secret." "What about you, Fred?" "It's a secret." George rolled his eyes and Fred sniggered. "You'll just have to wait and see who asks you, girls." Angelina giggled and I did the same. Alta looked at Yelena and then looked away.

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Fred and I practically hung out all day. The two of us were currently walking outside, snow falling from the sky. "Have you gotten your gown yet?" He asked. I shook my head and said "no. I don't even have a date. The ball was announced two days ago." "I wanna see your dress. I'm sure you look hot in it." He grabbed me by my waist and I giggled. "Freddie!" I pushed him off of me and he pulled me with him as he fell into the snow below us. I landed on top of him, my knees on either side of his waist. He tucked a strand of my hair behind my ear and a snowball was thrown at Fred's face. "Take that, Weasley!" The voice of Draco Malfoy said. Fred quickly threw me off of him and made a snowball, throwing it at Draco. A shrill scream left Draco's lips which made Blaise and Rasmus howl with laughter. Fred threw another one at Draco, hitting him in the chest. Fred then chucked one at Rasmus who ducked. "Weasley, we don't have any beef!" Blaise said as he ducked with Rasmus. "Piss off, Malfoy. And take your goons with you." Fred said. "Goons?!" Blaise and Rasmus said in unison. Draco pushed past the two of them and I was watching the whole event unfold. Fred looked down at me and offered me his hand. He pulled me to my feet and said "sorry about that, love." "It's ok. At least you hit him." "Of course, I bloody hit him! He hit me in the face. That git." I chuckled and said "it's just snow, Freddie." "Yeah but we were having a moment weren't we?" "Were we?" I asked. He then quickly reached down to make a snowball. "I guess we weren't. My mistake." He said. I went to say something when he shoved snow down my shirt. "Fred Weasley, I'll kill you!" I shivered at the snow touching my body. I quickly shook it out of my shirt and Fred said "in order to kill me, you'll have to catch me, darling." "Oh, don't you worry. I will." Fred took off running and I made my way after him, making sure to catch him and do the same to me. "I surrender! I'm dying!" He feigned distress. "How does it feel?" I said. "It hurts. You're killing me." He pretended to be dead as I had him pinned down in the snow. I quirked an eyebrow and said "you're not dead." "You're right! I'm not!" He kissed my cheek and then threw me off of him, running away. "You're an idiot, Fred!" "But you love me!" He saluted me.

Here's the update!! This is apart of a double update which is why it's a bit shorter!!
~skylar✨✨✨✨