—You leaned against the corridor wall, holding your books tight to your chest. everyone had been chatting about the yule ball, and who they’d go with. though, it didn’t interest you, only because you had nobody interested in you. Your eye’s wandered at each person, before somebody halted right in-front of you.

It was Harry, Harry Potter. Someone you weren’t expecting—.. though, you’d gently smiled wondering why he’d gotten your attention. Your head tilted slightly before word’s fell from your tongue.

“Need something?..”

You’d didn’t sound rude, just genuinely confused. You’d though Harry would’ve already had a partner to go to the Yule ball with but—..

“Sorry— I just wanted to ask.. if you’d maybe, think of coming to the Yule ball with me?..”

Harry’s voice was crook, it was kind of just spat out, you could see his cheeks and ears slightly lighten into a shade of pink..

You’d stared at him dumbfounded, he actually asked me. your eyes slightly widened in shock, confusing thinking he must’ve gotten the wrong person..

“Me?.. you’ve must’ve gotten the wrong person haven’t you?..”

You’d asked, clearly not believing his words that Harry wanted to go with you.

With a slick head shake, Harry muttered up.

“I’ve definitely have the right person, i’m asking you. Would you like to go to the Yule ball with me?..”