Weasley's Misstep

Harry and his friends were currently sat at the Slytherin table, the Drumstrang students weren't here at the moment, meaning it was once again just the Slytherin's sitting there. Harry was sat with his back facing the wall behind him which was a good thing because if he didn't then he would have ended up constantly having to turn his neck back, since he had sat down he had gotten a lot of girls trying to ask him to the ball. His friends were nearly done eating but he was noticeably behind since he had taken time out so he could refuse the four invitations he had revised from girls that were asking him to go to the ball with them.

"Um...hello," A Ravenclaw girl about two years younger than Harry said as she stood in front of Harry, she was number five. "I was...um...wondering if you would go to the ball with me."

"I appreciate the offer but I must apologise as I have already procured a date and will be attending with someone else, thank you." Harry said in an almost robotic voice, he was pretty much on auto-pilot at this point.

"Oh...um...sorry for wasting your time." The girl awkwardly apologised before she turned around and rushed away, red faced.

"Excuse me," Daphne said in a falsely sweet voice when a fifth year Hufflepuff girl walked up to them about a minute later. "if you're here to ask Harry - who is in fact my date - to the ball like the other five girls before you then I am afraid that I am going to hex you, like a lot." Daphne finished, somewhere between where she started to speak and when she finished she had somehow managed to pull her wand out without anyone noticing, and that wand was now resting in her hand.

"Um...never mind." The girl squeaked before she rushed away, it was true that she was an older girl but it was widely known throughout Hogwarts that Daphne Greengrass was a great witch, everyone still remembers her defeating the Weasley twins along with Harry Potter. Many believed that the reason was because she had been taught by Harry Potter himself.

"Someone's getting a bit possessive." Theo commented.

"Shut it." Daphne said with a hint of warning.

"I rather liked it." Harry admitted. "You looked really hot just now." Harry added as he winked at her. Daphne blinked and looked at Harry for a few moments before she responded.

"Thank you." Daphne said with a pleased smile.

"You found that hot?" Draco asked him.

"Oh I just find her hot in general, but yes she was particularly hot right then." Harry relied.

"Stop it, you'll give me a big head." Daphne said with a small laugh.

"Wait, is that possible?" Jet asked, he was currently resting on the table while Thor was perched on Harry's shoulder. Thor let out a small trill before he began pulling at Harry's messy hair with his beak.

"Does that hurt?" Tracey asked, gesturing to Thor.

"Hmm, not really." Harry replied. "I mean...it's noticeable but it's fine...he seems to like it. I think that he thinks that my hair is a toy." Harry said as Thor continued to play with his hair. "You like that, don't you?" Harry whispered to Thor who let out a small trill before he continued playing with Harry's hair.

"Oh look, entertainment." Blaise said suddenly. "Weasley is going up to Delacour." Everyone nearby quickly started watching as Ronald Weasley approached the French champion as she was starting to get up after eating her food, in fact now the whole hall was watching. Not that Ronald Weasley had noticed if the dopey look on his face was any indication.

"I...I...um...I was just…w...wondering...if you would come...come to the b...ball with me?!" Ron Weasley blurted out as he stopped in front of the champion, yelling the last part out. The very second that the words had come out of his mouth he seemed to have realised that he had just shouted at a girl - one who was miles out of his league - as he asked her out, funnily enough at that moment he also remembered that he had nothing that would make her want to come to the ball with him.

Fleur sniffed disdainfully as she looked Ron over, it really did not help that he had food crumbs hanging off his mouth and clothes, you could also add in the fact that he was currently drooling a little bit. His clothes weren't anything impressive, Fleur could forgive poor clothes, she wasn't stupid enough to think that everyone had the same amount of money, but still...he could at least try to keep himself presentable. Something that was even easier to do with magic.

"I think not," She said in her heavily French accent, "I have no interest in little boys." She said before she flicked her pony tail over her shoulder, she then walked away from Ron and surprisingly walked over to the Slytherin table and stopped in front of Harry and his friends. "Mr Potter," She said as she looked between Daphne and Harry. "do you have a date to the ball?" She asked.

"Madam Delacour, if you are indeed asking me out then I am flattered and honoured that you've thought of me." Harry said, pretending not to notice the narrowing of Daphne's eyes. "And while I must admit that it's a very, very tempting offer, I do indeed already have a date." Harry said as he gestured to Daphne.

"Hmm, this is a shame but not unexpected." Fleur said, remembering the two had kissed in the tent. Still, at least she wouldn't have any regrets about not asking.

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