#ybd

You were about to dive into your meal when the daily owl post arrived. A heavy package dropped in front of you which almost made you spill your drink. You took the envelope attached to it and opened it.

—

Our dearest Y/N,

Your father and I could practically feel the excitement in your letter! Don’t worry sweetheart, we know how much you’re looking forward to it. We will make sure to get you the finest gown there is so our lovely daughter could outshine everyone! Oh, and by the way, I’m not really sure which record you were specifically asking for so I just sent everything. You know your dear mother is not familiar with your belongings. 

Anyways, I hope you have fun in the ball, dear! We’ll send you your gown as soon as we get it made. We love you!

Love, 

Mother

—

No wonder the package was heavy. You took it from the table and placed it underneath. After placing the letter in your pocket, you grabbed your spoon and started eating.

“So Y/N, has anyone asked you out for the dance yet?” Pansy asked. You looked up from your meal and saw that Draco was looking at you. You smiled at him and his eyes quickly darted to his right, a blush creeping up his face. You didn’t notice this since you immediately looked at Pansy to answer her question. 

“None yet, actually.” You replied. “Although with a partner or not, I’m pretty sure I’ll be able to enjoy the ball.” You took a sip from your orange juice as Pansy pointed at the Hufflepuff table. “I heard from someone that Macmillan is actually planning to ask you to the ball.” You were caught off guard with what Pansy said that you choked on your drink, resulting in orange juice coming out of your nose. You knew she was bluffing, she must be, but just the mere thought of someone thinking about asking you out surprised you.

You quickly hid your face in embarrassment as you heard the rest of your friends laugh, save for Draco, who had his arm stretched out, handkerchief in hand. “You’re such a klutz, Y/N.” He said as he pressed his handkerchief into your face. You just pouted at him in response and wiped your face clean. 

“I wonder what would happen to Y/N if Draco wasn’t around.” Blaise said in a joking manner. Draco nudged him with his elbow, hard enough that he almost fell off his seat. Such a shame that he didn’t fall completely.

You and Draco have known each other since who knows when. Your mother often scheduled you to playdates with other kids from pureblood families which led you to Draco. For some reason, your mother realized that you and the Malfoy heir got along well that most of your playdates were now with Draco. Not that you mind, you actually enjoyed his company. He would talk about the things he would love to do once he’s all grown up and you enjoyed listening to him. He once mentioned that he wanted to be the best quidditch player in the entire wizarding world, which you cheered him on. 

When you both got your Hogwarts letter, you swore that you’ll both make sure to be in the same house. Slytherin, to be exact. Obviously, that went well seeing you’re all currently sitting at the Slytherin table, eating breakfast with your friends.

“I’m pretty sure I could manage without Draco, Blaise.” You glared at him, which made him laugh more.

“Then who will hand you a handkerchief if you got orange juice running down your no —OW” Blaise howled in pain as you kicked his shin from underneath the table. Pansy shrieked in laughter and you caught Draco cracking a smile. 

“You two cut it out, there are people who are actually eating.” Theo said as he shoved a spoonful of pancakes in his mouth.

“Anyways,” Pansy interjected. “How about you boys? Asked anyone out for the ball yet? Have any girls in mind?” She straightened her back and grinned at the boys in front of her. Pansy leaned over to your side.

”I bet you five galleons none of them have asked anyone yet.” You smirked as you glanced at Theo. “Alright.” You agreed.

“Actually, I’ve already asked someone and she said yes.” Theo boasted. 

Pansy crossed her arm and huffed as she handed you five galleons which you quickly placed in your pockets. You knew Theo had already asked someone, but who it was, you have no idea.

“No way,” Draco said in disbelief. “You got a date before me? This is unbelievable.” 

“Who did you ask?” Blaise asked, his face filled with curiosity.

“Daphne Greengrass” Theo grinned at the two boys in front of him.

You and Pansy shared a surprised look. Daphne agreed to be Theo’s date? What a world. You were definitely asking her about this later. Your eyes met Pansy’s. As if reading your thoughts, you both nodded. You two are DEFINITELY going to ask her later.

You suddenly remembered the package that you placed under the table and brought it to your lap. You were glad that the Slytherin common room has a record player. Breakfast wasn’t even halfway done when you stood up and excused yourself. Draco shot you a confused look.

“Where are you going?” He asked.

“I’m going back to the dorms to put these in my room.” You gestured to the package in your arms. “Also the first class doesn’t start in two hours so maybe I’ll just hang in the common room or something.” You smiled at them one last time before heading out.

You quickly made your way to the dungeons and into the Slytherin common room. You whispered the password and went inside as fast as you can. The common room is empty, just like you expected. Everyone’s either in the Great Hall or walking around school, making their way to their first class which means one thing: You have the entire common room to yourself.

Quickly, you opened your package, grabbed a record from it, and made your way to the record player. You made one last look around to make sure you were really alone before finally putting down the player’s reproducer. A familiar tune —your favorite tune—  started playing and you started dancing along with it.

You missed doing this back in your own room. Your favorite tune softly playing in the background as you move your body to the rhythm. The wind blowing through your open windows. You were so lost in the music that you didn’t notice that a certain blonde boy was standing by the common room’s entrance, watching every move you make.

“I haven’t seen you do that dance in a while.” You squealed in surprise when you noticed Draco standing by the entrance, watching you.

“How long have you been standing there?” You asked, face turning red as you quickly turned off the music. Draco gave out a genuine laugh that made your heart flutter. You rarely hear him laugh in a way that’s not mocking or insulting nowadays. 

“Oh please, don’t act so embarrassed. It’s not like I haven’t seen you do that multiple times when we were kids.” He made his way to where you were standing. 

He wasn’t wrong. You two actually shared a few dance lessons back then. You have no clue why it was necessary, but it’s not like you cared. To you, it just means you get to spend more time with Draco.

“In fact, I’m pretty sure I can still recall this one certain dance you taught me.” He sneered as he started the music. You were surprised that he still remembers it to this day. It’s been years since you taught him about it, after all. He bowed in front of you and stretched out his arm.

“May I have this dance?”

—

“Come on, Draco!” You grabbed Draco by his arm. You two were around 10 years old and your dance lessons for today has just finished “I promise you this is going to be an easy dance. If that’s what you’re worried about.” The blonde boy rolled his eyes but allowed himself to get pulled by you anyway.

“It’s not that I’m worried it’s going to be a difficult dance.” He pulled his arm away. “I just think it’s ridiculous.” He scoffed, crossing his arms across his chest. “Besides, today’s lesson was tiring. Aren’t you tired?” “Nope!” You exclaimed as you reached for your favorite record. “Please Draco, just do this dance with me, pretty please???” You held both of your hands together and tried your best to make a pleading face. Draco sighed and gave in.

“Alright. But I’m only doing it this time.” 

You squealed as you started the music. You took both his hands in yours and pressed your palms against his. 

“Ok, so it goes like this…”

—

You took Draco’s hand and squeaked when he pulled you closer to him. He pressed his palms against yours and did the steps you taught him years ago flawlessly. When he pulled you in and wrapped you around his arms, you felt your heart beat faster. You’ve done so many dances with him before but for some reason, this one felt different from the others. When his hands gently stroked your arm, you felt butterflies flutter in your stomach. 

You pulled away from him, rather harshly, which surprised Draco. You were trying to calm yourself down and making sure your face didn’t look like you just ate a bag of Pepper Imps.

“What’s wrong?” He asked, his voice laced with concern. He turned off the music and placed a hand on your shoulder. “You okay?”

“Yeah, I’m fine just —  ” You paused. What were you going to say?  “I’m fine I just felt like my heart’s about to explode when I got close to you”? Of course not. You are never telling anyone that. “Just remembered I left something important in the Great Hall!” You panicked and returned your record to its container. For a moment, you swore you saw Draco frown, but it was gone and replaced with a neutral expression in a blink of an eye.

“Anyways, there’s actually a reason  why I followed you here.” He said, a slight blush flooding his face and up to the tip of his ears. You tilted your head to the side in confusion.

“I was gonna as — ”

“That something important better be us, Y/N!” Pansy yelled as she barged in the common room. Behind her was Blaise, Theo, Crabbe, and Goyle. Pansy threw herself on the couch as the others just made their way to the other seats.

“So,” Blaise looked at you, a grin plastered on his face. “What are the two lovebirds doing in the common room by themselves?” 

You didn’t even realize it, but your face was so red you could’ve blended into the curtains in the Gryffindor common room. Draco was blushing as well but covered it up with a cough. He grabbed a pillow from Pansy and threw it directly at Blaise, which he avoided. 

“Bug off, Blaise.” He said as he sat on one of the chairs. You shook your head, trying to shake off the heat on your face and sat beside Pansy. 

“What are you guys doing here anyway?” You asked.

They all looked at you as if you’ve gone mad.

“Y/N” Pansy took a deep breath, placing her hands on both of your shoulders.

“We’re classmates. We share the same schedule, you idiot.”

Oh. Right. You totally remembered that.

“Oh.” was all that you managed to say. Everyone started laughing at you, including Draco. “Merlin, why is every embarrassing thing happening to me today. I don’t deserve this”  You thought.

You grabbed the pillow Draco threw at Blaise and buried your face in it.

The portrait of the common room’s entrance opened and everyone’s head turned to look (except you, you just peaked from the pillow with one eye as you refuse to show your flustered face) who has entered and it was one of the prettiest girls in your year—oh, and also your friend—Daphne.

“Daph!” You exclaimed as you jumped from your seat to her direction. Daphne had a surprised expression on her face as you grabbed her hand and led her to the girls’ dormitories, Pansy just right behind you. 

The boys were confused when you all left but shrugged it off as soon as the three of you were gone.

“They’re probably going to talk about me.” Theo interrupted the silence.

“Don’t be so full of yourself, mate.” Blaise snorted. “Besides,” He moved his gaze from Theo to Draco. “You didn’t answer my question earlier. What were you and Y/N doing before we arrived.” His grin was so wide that Draco got tempted to just go ahead and bury his fist on his face.

“None of your business.” He replied as he sat on the spot where Pansy was just sitting and laid himself on the couch.

Blaise sighed and gave up on pestering Draco. There was silence between them. Theo had his nose deep in a book, Blaise was now staring at the fireplace, and Crabbe and Goyle were nowhere to be seen. Draco then thought about what happened earlier. Why did Y/N suddenly pull herself away from him? He hoped he didn’t make her uncomfortable. 

He closed his eyes and tried to remember your dancing figure. Your hands swayed as you danced gracefully. He remembered those times where you and he would dance in front of visitors whenever they attended a party. You would always grab him and ask him to dance with you whenever music starts playing. He would rest his hands on your waist and the rest of the world just seemed to fade away.

He was determined to have you as his partner for the Yule Ball. He wouldn’t have it otherwise. His mind lingered on something Pansy said earlier during breakfast. 

“I heard from someone that Macmillan is actually planning to ask you to the ball.”

He’d be damned if some puny Hufflepuff managed to beat him into asking Y/N. Whether Pansy was bluffing or not wasn’t his concern. He was going to make sure he gets to ask you first. 

Meanwhile, in the girls’ dormitories, You and Pansy have been pestering Daphne about her agreeing to be Theo’s partner for the ball. Daphne sat on one of the beds as you and Pansy sat on the floor across her.

“Come on Daph, you didn’t even make him beg for it.” Pansy huffed and pouted. She crossed her arms across her chest and looked at your direction. “Right, Y/N?”

You purse your lips as you looked at Pansy then at Daphne. Well, making Theo beg was probably too much, but it’s Pansy. She’d probably have someone get down on their

knees if they want her to be their partner. “How exactly did he ask you?” You raised an eyebrow at Daphne, who was furiously blushing. 

“It wasn’t really that extra.” She said. “He just came up to me the other day after class and asked me. He was really flustered and I thought he looked cute…” Daphne trailed off as she set her gaze on the floor, probably trying to remember how Theo looked back then.

Pansy sighed and fixed her gaze at you. 

“What about you?” She asked

“What about me?”

“What were you and Draco doing before we arrived?”

You felt the blood in your face rising again. You shook your head in an attempt to get rid of it. “Nothing, really.” You blurted. Pansy wasn’t convinced.

“Nothing my ass!” She exclaimed. “Draco immediately followed you after you left and you’re telling me that nothing happened? You’re not really a great liar, Y/N.” 

“Alright, fine.” You held your hands up in defeat. 

“We were just talking.” You lied. “It was nothing much. I left because I wanted to have the common room to myself when I saw him standing by the entrance.” You glanced at the two women. They were looking at you expectantly, waiting for you to finish your story. You didn’t really want to tell them about that dance you and Draco shared. It was something personal.

“Please no more questions.” You thought. You were already in conflict with yourself especially with how you felt when Draco was so close to you. Pansy’s incessant questioning wouldn’t help at all.

As if hearing your plea, you heard Blaise’s voice echo from downstairs.

“Hey, Pansy! Y/N! We’re going to head out. You girls coming or what?”

Pansy sighed and stood up. You and Daphne followed as the three of you grabbed your robes and bags and quickly made your way downstairs. 

Once you reached the common room, you saw the boys waiting for you by the room’s entrance. You looked at Draco, who happened to be looking at you as well. You made your way to his side as all of you walked out of the Slytherin common room and made your way to your first class, which was Potions.

“So, what did the three of you talk about?” Draco asked. You just shrugged.

“Nothing much. We just asked Daphne how Theo asked her out for the ball and it wasn’t even that exciting.” You said, leaving out the part where Pansy asked what the two of you were doing before they arrived. 

The rest of the journey to the Potion’s classroom was filled with silence, save for Pansy occasionally whispering about random students and making fun of them. 

Your entire group entered the classroom and you made your way to the nearest table. Pansy sat beside you while Draco and Blaise sat across the two of you. You were unpacking your materials when you heard a group of Hufflepuffs entering the classroom. You noticed that Macmillan was one of them. He turned his head and the two of you made brief eye contact before you both looked away, blushing. “ Oh, dear.”  You thought.  “Maybe Pansy wasn’t bluffing.”

You didn’t notice Draco’s jaws tightening in front of you. He clenched his fist around his book as he watched the scene in front of him unfold. Just as he was about to get up from his seat to approach Macmillan, Snape arrived and everyone was already in their seats. Snape then started talking about the ingredients to a certain potion he didn’t quite catch. He took one last glance to where Macmillan sat and instantly regretted it. He was looking at you. It made his blood boil. He was now more determined to ask you out as soon as possible.

—

Snape had dismissed the class a little early. You packed your items and made your way outside the classroom with your friends. You were walking beside Draco when you noticed him slowing down.

“What’s wrong, Draco?” You asked, slowing down as well to keep up with his pace.

Draco waited for a bit to make sure the rest of your friends were at a certain distance before he began to speak.

“About what I was going to tell you earlier…” He trailed off. You remember him saying something just right before Pansy interrupted him. It slipped your mind and you wouldn’t really have remembered it if he didn’t mention it.

“It’s now or never.” Draco thought. He took a deep breath.

“I was going to ask y-”

“Hey, Y/L/N” a voice once again interrupted Draco. You turned to your back to see who it was.

“I was just going to ask you something,” Ernie stated, blushing as he raised his arm to scratch the back of his head. You felt your heart hammering in your chest. Merlin, maybe Pansy wasn’t bluffing. It took you half a minute to gather your thoughts but before you could even muster up any words, Draco walked towards the two of you.

“You do know that it’s extremely rude to interrupt someone while they’re talking?” Draco scowled as he glared at the boy in front of him. The Hufflepuff didn’t seem phased by this and looked at Draco straight in the eye.

“Oh, I didn’t see you over there, Malfoy.” He answered, a smirk on his face. You saw Draco’s face reddened in anger and just before he could launch himself to Macmillan, you stepped in between them, laughing nervously as you pressed a hand on Draco’s chest, trying to stop him from moving towards the other boy.

“Sorry about that.” You glared at Draco and he just exhaled sharply and folded his arms. Your gaze shifted from the angry Slytherin to Ernie, who you looked at with the same glare.

“You do know he’s right, Macmillan.” You raised an eyebrow at him. He just laughed nervously and looked at his side. A smirk appeared on Draco’s lips but it disappeared shortly after he saw you glaring at him.

“Sorry.” Ernie apologized. “I was just going to ask you if you have any plans for the Hogsmeade trip next week?”

You didn’t realize that the trip to Hogsmeade was already next week. Honestly, you were surprised that he’s asking you out for Hogsmeade rather than the ball. It still didn’t help the pounding in your chest though.

“I don’t really know yet.” You answered. You usually spend time with your friends during the Hogsmeade trip. It’s always been like that since the last school year.

Loud footsteps heading your way distracted you from your thoughts. It seems like the rest of your Slytherin gang noticed you and Draco disappeared and went back for the two of you. Ernie noticed them and shot you a wink.

“Well, let me know if you’re free, alright?” and with that, he walked away. You felt your cheeks heat up but shrugged it off.

You turned to check on Draco but he was already making his way to the rest of your friend group. You could tell from his face that he was still annoyed.

“Are you okay, Draco?” You asked him as you caught up to his side. He didn’t answer, he just glanced at you, his eyes still filled with annoyance, and looked away. Is he mad at you for stopping him? You have no idea. You felt a pang of pain in your chest. You hate it whenever Draco’s mad at you. You’re not even sure if he’s really mad at you but you can’t help but feel bad. You sighed sadly as you walked towards Pansy.

“What’s wrong?” Pansy seemed to notice the sad expression in your face. You just smiled weakly and shook your head. She wasn’t convinced and just gave you a “don’t-lie-to-me” look. She turned her head to look at Draco who seemed upset as well and managed to put the pieces together. Pansy sighed and linked her arm around yours. You were taken by this but managed to crack a little smile when you noticed that she was walking faster, dragging you away from your group.

“Where are you two headed?” Blaise asked, confused as to why the two of you separated from the group. Pansy turned around, not letting go of your arm.

“We’re going to the girls’ bathroom to freshen up. Just go to the next class without us.” She excused as the two of you took a sharp turn. You were confused but went along with it since it’s Pansy and no one can really stop her.

 The two of you arrived in the girls’ bathroom and quickly went inside. Pansy had let go of your arm and stood in front of one of the mirrors to actually do some retouching. You just stood beside her, looking at your own reflection when Pansy broke the silence.

“So,” Pansy started, not looking away from her own reflection as she brushed her hair. “What happened earlier? You and Draco seem upset. Did something happen?” She was now looking at you. You just sighed and sat on the floor, your back leaning on one of the cubicles and your arms wrapped around your knees.

“Draco is probably upset with me because I stopped him from attacking Macmillan.” You said, blowing a portion of your hair away from your face. Pansy seemed intrigued by the mention of Macmillan’s name and sat beside you.

“Did Macmillan ask you to the Yule Ball?” She asked. “You do know I wasn’t bluffing, right? I really did hear from a couple of Hufflepuffs in our year that he actually considered it, but I didn’t know it was serious.” She explained.

“Well, not really.” You admitted. Pansy was surprised at this but kept her mouth shut to let you finish talking. “He asked me if I could go out with him next week on the Hogsmeade trip.”

“What did you say?”

“I told him I don’t know yet.” Pansy placed a hand on your knee and looked at you straight in the eye.

“It’s your call, Y/N. You aren’t obliged to hang out with us every Hogsmeade trip, you know? You’re free to do things on your own. Just don’t get friendly with those slimy mudbloods, we wouldn’t mind.” You were surprised by what Pansy just said. If it weren’t for the last part, you would start to think that the person beside you is not the Pansy Parkinson you knew. Pansy might have noticed the surprised look on your face and laughed at you. She stood up and helped you get up. You both dusted your robes and made your way out of the bathroom.

“That explains why Draco’s upset. He’s just being a jealous git.” She laughed. Once again you felt that thud in your chest. The same one you felt when you were close to Draco. You shot her a confused look and cocked an eyebrow.

“Why would he be jealous?” You prodded. Pansy’s eyes widened as she darted her eyes away from yours. She just laughed nervously and pointed a finger in front of the two of you.

“Look, there’s the Transfiguration classroom. Let’s hurry before Professor McGonagall arrives.” She grabbed your hand and started running, dragging you alongside her. You thought it was weird that Pansy avoided the topic but you just shrugged it off as the two of you got inside.

 The rest of your friends were already in their seats. You looked over your table to see Draco sitting there already. “Curse Professor McGonagall’s seat plan!” You yelled internally. You waved Pansy goodbye as you sat next to the blonde Slytherin. You avoided looking at him, fearing that he was still upset at you when you heard him mutter something under his breath.

“I’m sorry.”

You didn’t quite understand what he just said and turned your head to face him.

“What was that?” You asked. Draco just sighed and avoided your eyes.

“Nothing.”

You were about to bug him about what he said when Professor McGonagall arrived and started her discussion. You grabbed your quill from your table and started taking notes, but your mind can’t focus on the topic that was being discussed because you’re still worried about whether Draco was upset with you or not.

 —

 Before you knew it, the class was already over and students were walking out of the classroom. Just as Draco stood up, you grabbed him by his wrist, causing him to turn his head and look at you.

“Are you mad at me?” He felt his heart twist when he saw the look on your face. You were trying your best not to cry, he could tell by your glassy eyes and the way your lips quivered. True, he was upset that you stopped him from attacking Macmillan, but he could never get mad at you. Pansy noticed the two of you and quickly grabbed the rest of your friends outside to give you both some privacy.

Draco sighed as he placed a hand on top of yours and looked at you.

“You know I could never be mad at you.” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. His words lifted the pressure on your chest. At least now you know he wasn’t mad at you.

“I’m sorry about how I acted earlier.” He added. You pulled your hand back and told him it’s okay and smiled at him. The two of you headed out of the classroom and noticed that your friends weren’t there.

“They probably went ahead already,” Draco mentioned.

The two of you were walking down the hall in silence when you decided to ask him something.

“Why were you so upset earlier?” You asked. You noticed Draco blush but he shook it off. He cleared his throat and looked at you.

“It’s because I actually wanted to spend some time with you on the next Hogsmeade trip.” He can’t fight the blush spreading on his face now. You looked at him and tilted your head in confusion. You ignored the pounding in your chest as you noticed how Draco was blushing.

“That’s so silly, Draco.” You giggled. “You know I always spend those trips with my friends.

 Friends.

 Draco clung onto your last word, his blush vanished. You were right. He was just a friend to you. Still, he couldn’t help but feel frustrated over your obliviousness. He literally just said that he wanted to spend his time with you, specifically. Not with your friend group, just with you. He just kept his mouth shut and decided to not push it further.

 You noticed how Draco suddenly turned silent and decided to speak up.

“If you want, I promise I’ll only spend my time with you guys on the next trip.” You stopped in your steps and stood in front of him, extending your pinky.

“Come on, pinky swear.” Draco looked at your hand and smiled. You felt butterflies in your stomach when you saw his smile.

As childish as it is, Draco knew how you took pinky swears seriously. He found it adorable. This has been a thing between the two of you ever since you were kids and he can’t help but feel a wave of nostalgia as he looked at you.

He raised his right hand and extended his pinky, but before he hooked it with yours, he made you promise one more thing.

“What is it?

"Don't entertain Macmillan."

You were confused but you knew well enough to not question him so you just agreed.

“If that makes you happy, then I promise I won’t.” You locked your pinky on his and smiled. He smiled back at you and ruffled your hair.

“Let’s hurry and look for the others, they’re probably waiting for us,” Draco said as the two of you started walking again.

 —

 The rest of the day passed by in a blur and the next thing you knew, it was dinner. You were minding your own business, eating when you felt a tap on your shoulder. Judging on the look of your friends, you could tell who it was already.

“Hello, Macmillan.” You said, placing your spoon down. “I see you still have a bad habit of interrupting people when they’re doing something.” You turned your head to face him. You could hear snickers coming from, not only your friends but also the other Slytherins sitting nearby. You saw the Hufflepuff blush from embarrassment but quickly covered it with a nervous laugh.

“I’m only here to ask you if you have made up your mind for next week?” He inquired.

You glanced at Pansy, who was sitting in front of you and the look in her eyes reminded you of what she told you earlier.

 “You’re free to do things on your own.”

 Then you shifted your gaze to Draco, who surprisingly has a neutral expression. Not wanting to break your promise, you looked back at Ernie.

“Sorry, I have plans with my friends.” You tried to sound as sympathetic as you can. You noticed Ernie frown for a bit and then glared at the person behind your back. Draco now had a triumphant smirk on his lips. He was happy that he managed to sabotage Macmillan’s attempt in asking you out. Much to Draco’s surprise, Ernie was prepared.

 “That’s alright,” Ernie said as he whipped out his wand from his robe pocket. “Since my plans are now ruined, I might as well ask you right here, right now.”

 Draco’s smirk vanished as he realized what Macmillan was about to do. He looked at you and he noticed that just like him, you were surprised too.

“Orchideous!” Ernie exclaimed and a bouquet of flowers burst from the tip of his wand. He grabbed it and held it out to you.

"Y/N, will you be my date for the Yule Ball?"

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A/N: 

Anyways since I'm not going to dive into it in future chapters I might as well say it here lmao.

The Hogsmeade trip isn't gonna be covered in the story (I'm sorry) It's just something I came up with lmao.

Ernie was planning to ask you to be his date for the Yule Ball during the Hogsmeade trip but since you didn't accept his invitation, he had to find another way :)