Robbery69

The Yule Ball: The Other Couple The Great Hall was beautifully decorated for the Yule Ball. Snowflakes floated beneath the enchanted ceiling, music filled the room, and students arrived in their finest clothes. Ron approached Harry, who was adjusting his dress robes. Ron: So, Harry, who's your dance partner? Harry: Dracaena Malfoy. Ron: DRACAENA?! Hahahahaha! Brilliant! Seriously, mate, finally! After all these years, you two are finally together! Harry: Hahahaha! Thanks, Ron. What about you? Ron: Still no luck, mate. Besides, I've heard these things are rather boring anyway. Harry: Don't worry. You'll find someone. Ron: Yeah, sure. Later, after Harry and Dracaena had joined the dance floor, Ron found himself standing alone near the snowy entrance. Ron: Well, well, Ronald Weasley. No partner, no dancing, and absolutely nobody to spend this cursed evening with. Pansy: Really? Ron: ARGGHHH! DEMON! Pansy: RON! IT'S ME! Ron: Oh! Hahahaha! Sorry, Pansy. Pansy: Honestly, Weasley. So? No dance partner? Ron: Nope. And you? Pansy: Same. Ron: Huh. Anyway, what do you think? Harry and Dracaena finally dancing together? Pansy: FINALLY! MERLIN! THOSE TWO TOOK FOREVER! HAHAHAHAHA! Ron: HAHAHAHA! Tell me about it! They both laughed, remembering all the ridiculous things they had done to push their friends together. After a little silence, Ron scratched his head. Ron: So... um... this might sound funny, but would you like to be my dance partner? Pansy blinked. Pansy: ... Her cheeks turned slightly red. Pansy: Hahahaha! The two wingmen finally dancing together? That's actually hilarious! Imagine Harry and Dracaena seeing us! Ron: Ah... so that's a no? Yeah, I figured— Pansy: NO, YOU IDIOT! I SAID YES! Ron: Wait, really?! Pansy: Of course! Come on, Weasley! Let's show everyone how good we are! Ron grinned and immediately grabbed her hand. Ron: Brilliant! I finally have a dance partner! He suddenly realized he was holding her hand rather tightly. Ron: Ah, sorry. Pansy: ... She looked away, her cheeks becoming even redder. Pansy: Don't be. Just... focus, okay, Weasley? You'd better not embarrass me! Ron: Yeah, yeah. I know, Parkinson! Pansy: Hahahaha! Ron led her toward the dance floor. For a moment, Pansy looked at him differently. Not as Harry's best friend, not as the annoying Weasley she constantly teased, but simply as Ron. And perhaps she liked what she saw. And beneath the enchanted snowfall, two unlikely friends began discovering something neither had expected. Tonight, Harry and Dracaena weren't the only ones falling in love.