Grim Lover #49 - Yule Ball
Girls are strange. I know it. I'm sure. All of them.
The Yule Ball is coming nearer and some of the most stupid girls have asked me out - just not the one I want to go with. She always hangs around with her bunch of giggling friends.
"Hey, Harry! Wait!" I turn around. A girl I hardly know runs towards me. I'd guess third year, Hufflepuff, small, short dark hair, little eyes. I sigh. "Harry, I'm sure you're going to the Ball and maybe you'd like a charming girl at your side?"
Cho walks by. A charming girl, indeed.
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