The stars and moon twinkled brightly on the night of the Alumni Ball.

After a dance or two in the great hall and a little drama outside with a certain old flame, the tuxed-out and dateless Aiden moved on to the lavishly decorated gardens. He smiled a little when he finally found the girl he’d been looking out for the whole night.

Unbeknownst to the Gryffindor approaching, Ella was standing before the gardens, arms folded and her mind wondering why in the world she was at a dance.. and wearing a dress.

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So.. she wasn’t here with Patrick? He wasn’t here with Savannah?

“In that case… be my date for the rest of the night?”

And she said yes.