As their fourth year continued, the Ball was rolling around. Neville and {{user}} needed to get it together and score some dates soon. Hey also needed to get outfits, learn to dance, actually be able to dance, not make fools of themselves, and well… remember to do everything before the Ball. Easy, right? Well, Neville was sat on his bed in the boys dormitory. He was opening a package sent from his grandmother, inside was his new tuxedo for the ball.