Soon, it was time for the Yule Ball. I put on a flowing Slytherin green dress, that faded into black.
A classic ombre, if I do say so myself.
I wore a silver snake necklace, with matching earrings, heels, and bracelets. My hair was down, since it was usually in a braid. My nails were painted black, and I had no makeup on as usual. That’s because when I was younger, my father always told me that women are beautiful inside and out, and they don’t need makeup to hide their real beauty.
Hermione and I went down the steps together, and I heard Parvati Patil whisper to Harry, “They look beautiful!”
After Hermione went with Viktor Krum, I went to find George. I find it so funny that I was planning to go with Draco to the Yule Ball ever since we found out there was one, and now I’m going with my ex because he’s too stubborn.
When I found George, all he could do was stare at me. “You look amazing.” He smiled. “Thanks.” I smiled. Then I caught Draco looking at me. I looked at him dead in the eye. He went with Parkinson, didn’t he?
Shit, he did.
I would remember that stupid pug face anywhere.
I glared at Draco.
I’m gonna kill him.