"The Yule Ball is just around the corner. It's a traditional part of the Triwizard Tournament and a great opportunity for us to socialize with foreign guests. Well, the ball is only open to students from the fourth grade and up. But if you want, you can invite a lower class." grade students"
"Put on your dress robes, the ball will be in the Great Hall at eight o'clock on Christmas night and ends at twelve midnight," Snape went on.
"Okay, these are the things I want to relay. Besides, don't ask me any other information about the dance. I think the vice-principal, Professor McGonagall, can give you a more complete answer. She is more positive about this." The expression on Nepe's face was extremely cold, as if he was not interested in the ball, and it could even be said to be disgusted.
"Prom?" Pansy's eyes lit up all of a sudden, and like her, other Slytherin girls also began to show excitement at this time, and even ignored Snape was still on the stage, they started discussing in a low voice on the spot , but the difference is that the light in the former's eyes quickly dimmed, and he rested his head on his arms placed in front of the table, staring at the back of the student in front of him, silently in a daze.
Her leg injury could not support her to complete a dance, and then Pansy straightened her back and looked at Malfoy pitifully aside, but the latter could only smile helplessly at her.
"That's right." Snape said again suddenly, "Mr. Malfoy, as a warrior, you must have a companion. I hope you can prepare early. I don't want to see the warrior of the academy look like a loner at the ball."
Malfoy clearly saw that Pansy's face became paler and paler.
"It's just a dance partner." She kept comforting herself in her heart, but such a scene had already appeared in her mind, in the middle of the dance floor, Malfoy was wearing a well-made black dress, with a white shirt exposed at the neckline, full of gentlemanly demeanor, He hugged the waist of a beautiful girl who was also wearing a gorgeous dress, tacitly followed the melodious music, and danced his body to the beat. The eyes of the two exchanged from time to time, as if they were in love.
Then at the moment when the girl's dancing posture was frozen, her soft body was lightly lifted up, her silvery waist-length hair was scattered, and at the same time, she still had the strength to turn her head away, and smiled provocatively at her like a demonstration, He straightened his body forward, as if he would touch the chest of the boy in front of him at any time.
Only then did Pansy see clearly the girl's face, which was Fleur Delacour, the most threatening candidate in her heart.
She was showing a mouthful of white teeth, smiling brightly, and staring at the boy in front of her affectionately, her eyes were watery, looking breathtaking.
"What are you thinking about?" Malfoy stretched out his hand, shaking it in front of Pansy's eyes, trying to attract her attention, and Pansy returned to reality from his fantasy.
"I didn't think about anything." Pansy turned her head to the other side, rubbed the corners of her eyes, and muttered, not wanting Malfoy to see her current expression.
Malfoy felt that he had somehow guessed what Pansy was thinking, but there was no solution at all.
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"Excuse me, does Draco have a dance partner now?..." At the door of the Slytherin lounge, a Ravenclaw girl asked Pansy shyly. After the news about the Christmas ball was announced, the atmosphere of the whole school suddenly became ambiguous.
And the tense atmosphere among the colleges has also eased a lot. In the first game, as the audience, they clearly knew that being a warrior is really not an easy job. The emotion of admiration began to rise, and the emotion of jealousy followed. faded.
For example, many female students in Ravenclaw think that Malfoy is very attractive. He flexibly uses the transformation technique in the game, and he seems to be able to do a job with ease. to attack elsewhere.
So many female students among them chose to let go of their prejudices and invite this warrior.
However, under the strict guard of a certain small vinegar circle, they were all rejected.
"Sorry, Draco doesn't like girls with glasses." A girl with braids and big black-rimmed glasses ran away crying.
"I'm sorry, Draco doesn't like girls younger than her, because he thinks it's naive to associate with such girls. When you grow up... Oh no, you won't have a chance in your life."
Another girl ran away wiping her tears.
"Sorry, Draco, he doesn't like girls older than her..."
Just when Pansy began to reject a girl for Malfoy again, she felt her head was patted from behind, and then her body trembled slightly, and she slowly straightened her face The expression showed a wronged look, and turned around.
Sure enough, Malfoy was watching her quietly.
"According to what you said, so many options have been ruled out. Now I only think that I like men. Also, I don't know when I will have a new spokesperson." Malfoy looked at Pansy helplessly, The corner of his mouth twitched and said, he didn't know that he had so many "taboos" after just staying in the library all morning.
"Yes! You go and invite a man to be your dance partner, that will definitely make other people's eyeballs drop." Pansy said expectantly.
"Okay, I'll apologize to them later." Seeing Malfoy's eyes gradually turn cold, Pansy gradually became speechless. Reluctantly turned away, said in a low voice: "I just want to help you choose a better dance partner."
It's a pity that the sour taste in this sentence made her unwilling to believe the authenticity of her words.
"Thank you so much, as long as you don't do anything, it will be a big help." Malfoy said with raised eyebrows.
Pansy's injury is not enough to support her to participate in the ball, after all, she has difficulty walking now, otherwise Malfoy still doesn't mind granting the girl's little wish.
She lowered her head in frustration, and lay down on the table, as if she had suffered a huge blow.
"Will you invite that Beauxbaton girl?" Pansy asked suddenly.
"No." Malfoy answered briefly, his words made Pansy feel better, but he sank down again in an instant, "Then she will definitely invite you too." She murmured to herself.