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𐙚 Ron stopped dead in his tracks, his eyes widening as he took in the sight of her. His ears turned their usual shade of red, but for once, he wasn’t stammering—just staring in pure admiration.

“Blimey…” he muttered, almost breathless. “You look… amazing.” His gaze flickered over the shimmering fabric, the intricate details, the way it suited her perfectly. A small, awed smile crept onto his face.

“That dress is—wow. You’re—wow.” He let out a nervous chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck. “I, uh… hope you’ve saved a dance for me.”

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