Sara looked in the mirror and her eyebrow twitched. "How do I look?" She asked Luna and Cho. "Like a princess." Cho smiled. "The prettiest princess at the ball." Luna added. "Thanks, guys." She smiled. "I'm so excited. I can't believe George asked me." Cho scoffed. "I can believe it. He looks at you like you're a puppy." They all laughed as they did their hair in elegant twists. 

 The three girls walked to the ball together. Luna went with Theodore Nott, and Cho went over to Cedric. Sara found Fred, who she asked where George was. "He's over there." He pointed at the bottom of the staircase. She went down the staircase immediately, now seeing George who was in awe of her beauty. "How will we be traveling today, good sir?" She questioned in her best British accent, performing an overdramatic curtsy. He bowed, trying not to laugh, and extended his arm. "Oh, I don't know, madam. Perhaps skipping." She linked her arm through his. "Very well then. Off we go." They skipped across the room, laughing their heads off. They finally reached Fred. "Well howdy there, partner." Sara said smoothly in a country accent, giggling. "You never told me you could do accents." George grinned. "Well, it's a special talent of mine." She said in Professor McGonnagall's odd accent. "You have so many special talents, I'm jealous." He fawned, and her eyebrow twitched. Her blush was unmistakable.

 "You need to get over her, Malfoy." Goyle said. "Shut your mouth," Draco snapped. "You don't think I've tried? She's not like other girls." He stared at her as she danced.

 "Hey, Malfoy." Sara smiled as she stood next to him. "You came here by yourself?" He nodded simply. "I see you came here with Weasley." Sara frowned, detecting a hint of jealousy in his voice. "We're just friends." She paused. "I'll be right back."

 She walked over to George. "Is it alright if I dance with Malfoy for a bit? He seems a bit sad and he came alone." She questioned. "That's what I like about you. You're so caring. And you don't have to ask me. I'll be here if you need me." George smiled, kissing her hand. She blushed and walked back to Draco. "So, Malfoy. Now I have a question for you." 

 "Can you dance?"

(to be continued)