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𐙚 The grand hall of Hogwarts shimmered with floating candles and sparkling icicles, casting a silvery glow over the Yule Ball preparations. You stood before an ornate mirror, adjusting the folds of your gown, nerves fluttering in your stomach. The fabric, rich and elegant, cascaded down gracefully, shimmering under the soft light.
A voice, deep and accented, pulled you from your thoughts.
“You look… incredible.”
You turned to see Viktor Krum standing in the doorway, his usually serious expression softened by something almost reverent. His dark eyes roamed over you, not with judgment, but admiration. He took a step closer, his posture rigid as if uncertain whether he should speak further.
“You really think so?” you asked, smoothing the fabric, suddenly self-conscious.
Viktor nodded, a rare smile tugging at the corners of his lips. “Da. More than incredible. Like… star in winter sky.”
Warmth bloomed in your chest at his words. The great Viktor Krum, the fierce Quidditch champion, was looking at you as if you were the most breathtaking sight in the room.
He hesitated before offering his arm, a hint of pink dusting his cheeks. “May I?”
You slipped your hand into the crook of his elbow, smiling up at him. As the music from the Great Hall swelled, you walked together, your heart racing—not from nerves, but from the quiet magic between you.
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