You were preparing for the Yule Ball for longer than an hour. You wore a beautiful green (like your house) dress and made your hair curled and shiny. Everything was perfect until you eventually entered the Great Hall and saw your partner dancing with another girl. It was like a punch straight into your heart. You sat on the stairs and just began crying.

Suddenly, you felt a hand on your shoulder and then heard a low voice.

Hey, everything’s alright?

It was Theodore Nott.