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OtterySt.Catchpole · 10-23-2009, 10:15 AM

A Christmas Carol

~ An Adventurous Holiday Romance or How Teddy & Ottery saved Christmas from sure Armageddon~

By Ottery St. Catchpole

Disclaimer: All of the HP characters belong to J.K. Rowling, all the characters I create belong to me, as does the story but not the concepts created by J.K. Rowling who pwns, no infringement is implied. It's her world, I just live in it

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Dickens of a Disclaimer: While the title of the story is taken from one of my favorite author’s stories (my least favorite of his, but then again I haven’t read Little Dorrit, yet) this story will not be some thinly veiled remake of that story which has been done ad nauseum. I will not make us suffer through the same thing. Let’s face it, the Muppets did it best, why try to top that? So, do not expect Professor Snape to suddenly be visited by the three ghosts of Christmas or the fat friar disguised as such and Nearly Headless Nick as Marley or any such thing. Just don’t. What you can expect is a series of comedic romances and lots of holiday cheer, so even if you don’t celebrate Christmas one hopes you will join in the yuletide gaiety. This is, as most of my fan fics, AU taking place in Harry’s fourth year so you know Cedric and Sirius are still alive so you can expect to see them here … and maybe even Santa Claus but only if you’ve been nice

If you’re asking me why post it before Halloween it’s because this will probably end around Christmas (our time) as it’s a novel length fic.

So please enjoy and have yourself a Merry Little Christmas or if you celebrate something else Happy Holidays even if it’s too soon.

♥

It was over 30 years old that’s all anyone knew of it, the swing that sat between the two willow trees overlooking the lake. Rumor had it that the only reason it had survived so long was because ghosts guarded it. The swing had been made by a Slytherin boy for a Gryffindor girl and that had been their meeting place for romantic rendezvous. On calm summer nights, and pleasant chilly fall evenings it still rocked in the wind which carried the sound of a boy's whisper and girlish laughter.

But especially on Halloween was the swing a very scary place. For while, the boy dared love the girl, and she dared return his love, it was their friends who did not approve of any such match. And to so openly flaunt their love against all their wishes ... Well, it did not surprise anyone when they broke up. He hung from that very tree, foul play they said, and she had died under it of a broken heart.

The legend went that if you and your true love sat on the swing on Halloween night your love was true and would last through time, but if you should have a spat before the night was through or your lover would not sit with you then you were doomed not to love at all but run around miserably alone forever. As the Halloween ball approached the legend surfaced again, and the bets began to circulate as to what loving pair would dare to sit there.

"You're an idiot, Ronald Weasley, if you really believe such superstitious nonsense!" Hermione exclaimed. Of course, she was angry. Ronald had hinted that he wouldn't have minded sitting there with her then gone around to say that on any other day than Halloween and wouldn't it be awkward sitting there and wasn't the weather nice, after all, for so late in the year.

Harry for his part rolled his eyes and knew to stay the devil out of his friends romantic spats. He had the Triwizard Cup to worry about, and asking Cho out to the Halloween Ball if she would. If only he could bring himself to talk to her and not say stupid gibberishy things around her. But most times he was so busy concentrating on keeping his knees from buckling he didn't have time to think of something witty. He was starting to wonder if he shouldn't take Ron and Ottery's advice and just write something down on his hand. But his hands always got so sweaty that didn't seem like such a good plan.

The Hogwarts Halloween Ball, only the biggest event of the season! At least according to the school newspaper. Gah! but he wanted to punch Colin for taking that picture of him with Hermione and plastering it all over the paper. Now everyone thought they were something romantic.

All Harry knew was that love was complicated and that Ron and Hermione were in for another cosmic row so he ran from them in search of sanctuary in the company of Seamus and Dean who happened to be walking by.

"Hey, Harry," Seamus greeted him.

"So, who you planning to sit on the swing with, Harry?" Dean asked, punching his friend on the shoulder. "Hermione maybe? She's pretty that one and you two are always hanging about."

Harry rolled his eyes and swerved into the nearest bathroom. He wanted to throw up.

:santa2 :

Chapter: I'll come back when you call me ...
Chapter: The Ball's a Rollin'
Chapter: Once upon a time I was falling in love now I’m only falling apart
Chapter: Whisper in my ear baby, words I want to hear...tell me that you love me 2
Chapter: Censored by Rufus Wainwright
Chapter:If they say why, tell that it's Human Nature ...
Chapter: the continuing Saga of Hogwart's castle love ...
Chapter: Christmas is coming the goose is getting fat ...
Chapter: I'll be back ... like Frosty
Chapter:Tiny Post
Chapter: Isn't feeling it
Chapter: Santa Claus is Coming to Town
(I've Had) The Time of my life
Chapter:Stop Wassaling Around
Chapter: ~The Twelve Days of Ottery's Christmas Adventure
Chapter: Not Alone
Chapter: This chappie is not a love song ... (Last Chapter/Cliffie)

Ellieeenator · 10-27-2009, 01:49 AM

Ha! Ha! First to post and let me say I loved it! Great start and I'll be looking forward to more. I wonder who will dare sit on the swing though?

OtterySt.Catchpole · 10-28-2009, 02:53 AM

Replies er ... Reply : DracikinsLuver4321 Thanx for reading. I'll add a poll soon ... and you're first to post ... I'll have to do something about that

♥

You're the whisper of a
Summer breeze
You're the kiss that puts my
Soul at ease
What I'm saying is im
In to you
Here's my story and the
Story goes
You give love, you get love
And more than
Heaven knows
You're gonna see
I'm gonna run, I'm gonna try
I'm gonna take this love
Right to ya
All my heart, all the joy

The brown leaves fell from the trees in showers of autumn, dappling the sunlight. Ginny lay on the ground laughing with Luna who had just said something funny. All around them the grass swayed in a sea of light brown blades as the wind ran through it like a child laughing and playing. It was, well, it was beautiful. The days were a soft cool reminder of summer weather but for the golds, the browns, the reds and the falling leaves and bare skeletal trees. The girls were enjoying their afternoon off from classes, without homework, well there was always potion's work but the girl's had opted to skip it, there were not a lot of pretty days left in the year. There would be rain coming and lots of it.

Ron and Harry walked together around the lake watching the Giant Squid playing catch with Seamus and Dean, it kept throwing the boys up in the air and catching them before they came down. Ron purposely did not look at the cursed swing swaying between the willow trees.

"So, any luck asking Cho out?" Ron asked.

Harry shook his head. Ron gave him a sympahtetic look.

"What about you, have you figured out who you're going to ask to the Halloween ball?"

Ron shook his head. "No mate, I don't have any idea who to ask. I was thinkning but she wouldn't ... nah."

"Who did you think you'd ask?" Harry asked with a pretty notion of who it was that remained unnamed.

"Well, I was thinking maybe--" the sound of laughter stopped him. It wasn't just any laughter it was hers that had caught his attention.

"That was funny, Krum," she said.

Ron turned to look, as did Harry and there they spotted them sitting on kissing rock talking. Harry's eyes turned from Ron to Hermione and he thought he caught sight of her looking at them. Hermione's eyes suddenly caught Harry's, and a look of the greatest regret seemed to cross over her face when she saw Ron next to him. Harry knew she hadn't planned this but Ron's temper wouldn't think the same.

"Krum I can forgive, he's some Bolshevik idiot ..."

"Durmstrang isn't in Russia, Ron." Harry explained.

Ron continued not having heard his mate, "but Hermione's been here for years. And she's sitting there with him, in plain sight of the whole school on Kissing Rock. Doesn't she care what people are going to say about that?"

"What could anyone say, Ron, I mean, this is Hermione? She's not Romilda Vane." Harry said alluding to the rumors of her romantic escapades, it was going around the school that she had failed to acquire Viktor Krum and had moved on her romantic aspirations closer to home, namely Cedric Diggory.

"They could say she's silly and naive. He's obviously just trying to use her. As a ploy, yeah, to ... to upset you."

"Me? Why? Hermione and I are only friends Ron and you know it. We've only ever been friends." Harry replied defensively.

"Viktor I have to go," Hermione said, pushing her hair back behind her ear.

"Perhaps I kuld walk yuu to yuur dormitory," the boy said bowing elegantly at her.

Hermione blushed. It was really the sweetest gesture in the world. The boy had all the old world qualities she always dreamed and read about in her romance novels. Still, in her heart she had a soft spot for the roguish hero that always gave the heroine as good as he got. But Rhett Butler was a hero in a silly novel who didn't know how to respect a woman. Roguish heroes were good on the covers of books or in between the pages of such, but in the real world she wanted a boy who just didn't think she was stupid and didn't mind her being smart.

"C'mon, Harry. I don't like the look of things here," Ron said and started walking back the say they had come around the lake.

"Yes, Viktor. I think that would be nice," Hermione replied, sighing and trying to quell her feelings of righteous anger, jealousy, shame and sadness. Boys could be so stupid. But Viktor Krum was not a boy. He gave her his arm to hold.

Ron and Harry walked past a gaggle of girls who were tailing Viktor Krum and talking in less than whispers so they could be heard about how sorry they felt for Harry if his girlfriend would so openly flirt with his competitor. "They must be broken up." Came the words over the wind.

Ginny and Luna were staring up at the clouds looking and pointing and laughing at the different shapes. The sound of her voice on the wind caught Harry's ears. Ginny had the cutest laugh, he realized.

♥

Connie · 10-28-2009, 03:50 AM

Hi Ottery! Was in the neighborhood, looking for a good read and thought I'd drop in if you don't mind. This looks interesting, your opening paragraph is so enticing, and I love your last two lines.

KellyBear · 10-28-2009, 04:41 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Santa Bear

Dickens of a Disclaimer: While the title of the story is taken from one of my favorite author’s stories (my least favorite of his, but then again I haven’t read Little Dorrit, yet) this story will not be some thinly veiled remake of that story which has been done ad nauseum. I will not make us suffer through the same thing. Let’s face it, the Muppets did it best, why try to top that? So, do not expect Professor Snape to suddenly be visited by the three ghosts of Christmas or the fat friar disguised as such and Nearly Headless Nick as Marley or any such thing. Just don’t. What you can expect is a series of comedic romances and lots of holiday cheer, so even if you don’t celebrate Christmas one hopes you will join in the yuletide gaiety. This is, as most of my fan fics, AU taking place in Harry’s fourth year so you know Cedric and Sirius are still alive so you can expect to see them here … and maybe even Santa Claus but only if you’ve been nice If you’re asking me why post it before Halloween it’s because this will probably end around Christmas (our time) as it’s a novel length fic. So please enjoy and have yourself a Merry Little Christmas or if you celebrate something else Happy Holidays even if it’s too soon.

I was wondering about this...

Quote:

Originally Posted by My Tiger Burning Bright

[/B]The legend went that if you and your true love sat on the swing on Halloween night your love was true and would last through time, but if you should have a spat before the night was through or your lover would not sit with you then you were doomed not to love at all but run around miserably alone forever. As the Halloween ball approached the legend surfaced again, and the bets began to circulate as to what loving pair would dare to sit there.

*drags you off to the swing*

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Originally Posted by The Poet

The brown leaves fell from the trees in showers of autumn, dappling the sunlight. Ginny lay on the ground laughing with Luna who had just said something funny. All around them the grass swayed in a sea of light brown blades as the wind ran through it like a child laughing and playing. It was, well, it was beautiful. The days were a soft cool reminder of summer weather but for the golds, the browns, the reds and the falling leaves and bare skeletal trees. The girls were enjoying their afternoon off from classes, without homework, well there was always potion's work but the girl's had opted to skip it, there were not a lot of pretty days left in the year. There would be rain coming and lots of it.

I love this whole scene. It is very beautifully written. I love the description. I want to stay in this scene and savor it.

Lissydove · 10-28-2009, 07:17 PM

Otts, you are so creative!

JeshieRAWR · 10-28-2009, 09:02 PM

Woah!
Amazing story!
I think I'm going to become addicted! xDD
PAMS!
=] Jess

##Hermione&Draco## · 10-29-2009, 12:02 AM

Alot has changed since Ive been on here....

I miss everyone...
This is a good story....
Keep on going...
Im not going to be a member anymore.....
So...goodbye...
Ottery.
Ill miss you...
Best of luck.
Yours Sincerely,
Xavier.
**Waves...Goodbye..For the final time

**

KellyBear · 10-30-2009, 08:32 PM

And I can't wait for the Halloween Ball. This story is off to an amazing start, and I can't wait for more. Bring on the romance!

PAMS

*makes puppy eyes at you*

Prongs.RJGirl · 11-03-2009, 11:24 AM

Ottsy!!!!! Lovely start, though I'd want Harry and Ginny to sit on the sweing!!!! Can't wait to know!!!! Good to see Luna in their fourth year too, PAMS!!!!!
Love,
Tina.

Lollipop! · 11-03-2009, 11:43 AM

Ohh wow! Ottery!
That's just to brilliant!
If I see a H/G I swear I will love this story forever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
PAMSPAMSPAMSPAMSPAMS!

harita · 11-03-2009, 07:56 PM

hey new reader...nice post Otty...waiting for more...

Ellieeenator · 11-04-2009, 11:49 AM

Nice update! It was really good! PAMS!

OtterySt.Catchpole · 11-07-2009, 08:08 PM

Dear Readers:
Thank you all for your patience and for reading this story. I have not forgotten it, but Nanowrimo must come first and there are my life's obligations. My apologies for taking so long but here is the next update. I hope you all will enjoy it. Xavier, you'll be missed. Lissy *glomps* & the rest of you all my ♥ and thanks for your patronage, your patience and all the sweet words of praise for this fic. Nano will only keep me busy through November ... I promise more up to date updates after then fo' sho'.

~

Chapter: The Ball's a Rollin'

The ghoulish ghastly night of nights arrived soon enough but not before romantic dalliances were foiled, friendships of convenience were made, alliances of necessity were forged, romantic escapades ensued, rivalries inflamed, exploded and threatened to destroy Hogwarts.

In all, everyone had searched and either found their match, found themselves thwarted, foiled or brokenhearted in the pursuit of love or at the very least someone to take to the ball. More than usual, new complications had arisen from the addition of the Beauxbaton and Durmstrang students to the pool of cute, handsome and eligible people to ask to the ball.

Some old favorites stuck together as the case of Ernie MacMillan and Hannah Abbot, other new romances blossomed as Cedric and Cho Chang decided to give it a go, and well ... some romances were not so romantic as they were of necessity as in the case of Colin and Parvati. There were also the alliances of necessity such as Blaise Zabini and Millicent Bulstrode and there was Draco and Pansy which most people didn’t know what to make of. Pansy swore up and down they were betrothed and Draco was apt to be found crying in the girl’s lavatory.

It was of course the gala event of the season. While the first through third years would be allowed to have their Halloween feast in the great hall, the Grand Dancing Ballroom of Days Past was to be where the Halloween Ball would be held for the fourth through seventh years. Though third years could accompany someone older. Dumbledore being an aged wizard with many and sundry things on his mind could of a time be forgiven for forgetting certain things, in this case, the existence of the Grand Dancing Ballroom of Days Past where he himself attended many a ball in his tenure as a student as Hogwarts and where he had his heart broken too. To make up for it, he had taken to holding dance balls with a zeal this year.

“It’s going to be a lovely evening,” Hermione said giggling nervously in her soft blue dress.

Ginny looked a lot more sedate in her dress of pink being that it was all over the school that Harry was going to take Susan Bones to the ball.

While Ginny was sure Harry’s choice had nothing to do with love, it didn’t help any that his second choice had been someone other than she. The truth of the matter was Ginny had grown tired of the fact that Harry did not know she existed. It seemed that way most days, anyways. Harry hardly ever spoke to her, he’d not even thought about asking her to the ball, even just as a friend. She knew it didn’t help that he made her blush but, to have at least considered her. It hurt Ginny, but at the same time she knew that she would never be anything more to Harry than Ron’s little sister.

“Ginny, are you alright?” asked Parvati Patil. “It’s just, you look pale.” There was something of a scoundrelous nature in her mocking.

“Nothing,” she said absentmindedly and went back to brushing Hermione’s hair. She looked so beautiful, Hermione Granger, with her hair all curls done up bright, she would wear her curls up tonight held up with a gold comb sitting on the dresser.

Ginny looked at herself in the mirror. Long dull red hair cascaded down the sides of her plain face. Of course, Harry wouldn’t be interested in her dull looks. Ginny sighed. It was all over the school too that Harry had been chasing after Cho Chang, anyways. The truth was her heart needed to settle on someone else. But telling her heart what to feel and actually having her heart listen were two different things.

Hermione for her part was going to enjoy the ball come rain or come shine. Viktor Krum had asked her to go, in a most gentlemanly manner. Hermione had been so flattered, surprised, and elated but she had demurred giving him an answer only to find out that Ron had already asked someone else to the ball. She readily accepted then and curses to all her other thoughts, life was short and it should be enjoyed, she thought.

Lavender Brown meanwhile sang happily from the showers. Her off tune, tunes floating through the air. Ginny and Hermione exchanged looks. Hermione sighed, while Ginny made a gagging face and Parvati giggled.

Somehow or other Lavender had wrangled Ron into taking her to the Halloween Ball. Likely it had something to do with both of them trying out for the Quidditch team, there they’d kind of gotten to know one another and as backups on the Gryffindor team they were spending an awful lot of time off the playing field. Even during practice, but that was usually because Lavender kept getting hurt and Ron kept volunteering to stay out of practice to watch over her.

“I feel like this is some kind of alternate reality sometimes,” Ginny exclaimed.

Meanwhile in the boy’s dormitory things were shaping up in an entirely different tact.

“I’m not giving it back,” Seamus replied.

Dean, taller than the sandy haired boy stood in front of him looking as menacing as he could but still Seamus stood there arms crossed and not budging.

“Seamus,” Dean said roughly. “Please,” he asked softly pleadingly.

“I hate bow ties, Dean. You can’t wear a bow tie. Get a tie tie like real people wear, not this silly little thing. Does Jimmy Olsen know you borrowed it?” Seamus asked swinging it around.

“I thought you liked me in bow ties,” Dean teased.

Seamus sighed. “Fine.” He threw it at Dean who caught it.

“You know I love you, right?” said Dean playfully.

“Oh, shut up, Dean,” Harry said walking in and throwing a towel at Dean’s face. “Stop picking on the kid already.” Harry in his bathrobe and slippers plopped onto his bed. These stupid dances were killing him. There had been The Start of Term ball, the OMG It’s September Ball, the It’s beginning to look a lot like Halloween Ball and soon there would be the Day of the Dead ball. Dumbledore seemed to have set his sites on impressing the new arrivals by having a ball every day of the week almost. For his part, Harry was tired of them but being a Triwizard champion he didn‘t really have a choice except to attend.

Ron walked out of the showers whistling, drying his hair and smiling at everyone. The boys turned to look at him. Of course, he was in love. It was sick watching him with Lavender sometimes, making cutesy eyes and being all kinds of lovey. They sent each other notes in the common room even though they could have walked over to one another and handed them to each other. It was all rather sick really.

Teddy sat on his bed working on something, likely explosives. He had not said anything about the ball, had not talked about it, and threatened anyone who had brought the subject up to him. The popular consensus then was that Teddy would not be attending. The brown haired boy didn’t raise his head to look up, but Ottery blushed on seeing Ron walk into the room.

“Ron, I think you forgot your bathrobe,” Ottery said then fainted.

“The ball is going to be insane,” Dean said happily.

“It’s just another dance, Dean,” Seamus remarked sitting at the foot of his bed arms still crossed and pouting. He had wanted to spend the evening doing something more fun than dressing up like a monkey and dancing around a room with a bunch of people watching him. “At least I hope the foods, good.”

“You’re not getting out of dancing that easily,” Dean said laughing.

Ron whistled as he air dried. The door suddenly burst open behind it Colin came in panting. It took a few minutes before he could catch his breath. By then Ron was in his skivvies and Teddy had slapped Ottery awake.

“I love chocolate mousse, mommy,” Ottery said.

“He’s as awake as he’s going to get,” Teddy replied dropping the dark haired boy back onto his own bed and going back to whatever spells or clockwork he was working on.

“I need help! I don’t know how to fix a tie,” Colin said. “Nigel offered to do it, said he had a spell, but I told him he had to try it on himself first and his face is all black now and his hair is white and it doesn’t seem to want to wash off.”

“You should have let me do it,” peeked in another red haired boy. “Hey, what’s wrong with Otts?” Freddie asked.

“Ron,” Teddy replied.

“What did I do?” Ron asked the brown haired boy.

“As if you didn’t know?” Teddy shot back.

“I’ll fix it,” Ottery said getting out of bed. “I’m a tie tying expert.”

In spite of all the hectic chaos in the Gryffindor Tower, when the clock struck dinner time everyone was ready to attend that evening’s ball. Outside of the Grand Dancing Ballroom of Days Past, the students began to congregate finding their partners, slapping their rivals, threatening to steal one’s true love from another person, etc. Professor McGonagall presided over the students like a hawk, her keen eyes observing everything allowing nothing.

Professor Dumbledore was the last one up the stairs. He stopped outside of the Ballroom remembering an earlier day, a different ball, his old friends and Grindelwald. Time had passed so quickly but some things still remained the same.

“We’re ready to start, headmaster,” Professor Flitwick standing next to him remarked.

“Then let the festivities, begin,” Professor Dumbledore exclaimed and with a wave of his wand the great tall glass doors opened onto a lavish ballroom with a white marble floor, black tables all along the round center dancing floor. From the ceiling spider webs hung down, and skeletons. Ghosts danced on the floor or walked hand in hand, an orchestra sat next to a large smoky glassed window that showed a view of the lake stories down from where the ballroom was.

“I can’t help feeling someone is going to come crashing in through that window,” Ottery said to his date. On his arm none other than Luna Lovegood.

Next: Sheperd's Pie or Halloween Ball Double Oh Seven style

Connie · 11-08-2009, 12:38 AM

Hi Ottery!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Gee it's so great to get to read another fantastical post from you. I love the way you write this so brilliantly! The ball room is wonderful, and I always wished there had been one in the books, when the Goblet of Fire came out especially. Anyway I also love the way this post unfolds. The imagery is so clear, I feel like I'm there.
I love how you do this,

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Ginny looked at herself in the mirror. Long dull red hair cascaded down the sides of her plain face. Of course, Harry wouldn’t be interested in her dull looks. Ginny sighed. It was all over the school too that Harry had been chasing after Cho Chang, anyways. The truth was her heart needed to settle on someone else. But telling her heart what to feel and actually having her heart listen were two different things.

then, turn around, and do this,

Quote:

Lavender Brown meanwhile sang happily from the showers. Her off tune, tunes floating through the air. Ginny and Hermione exchanged looks. Hermione sighed, while Ginny made a gagging face and Parvati giggled.

I love your story, it's very fun, and romantic. It picks me up. It's why I read this first, maybe I'll be able to be brave, when I jump over to "Human Nature" which is now. Love your post, and look forward to your next post. Keep up the good work on Nanowrimo.

JeshieRAWR · 11-08-2009, 03:11 AM

Ahahahahahahaha!
I love it!
This chapter made me laugh like crazy!

PAMS!
Jess(:

Lollipop! · 11-08-2009, 06:37 AM

Omo!
(oh my ottery!)
That was amazing!
Poor Ginny!
Who's her date?

cait malfoy · 11-09-2009, 02:14 AM

New Reader

I love it so far! And nice cliff hanger!! haha

KellyBear · 11-13-2009, 02:46 PM

Your stories have more intrigue than the CIA.

And since when do you know how to tie a tie?

Susan Bones. Excellent. Now why didn't I think of that? Very nice.

PAMS Please!!

allucha · 11-13-2009, 02:48 PM

I find it amazing how you're able to Nano as well as kick butt in your fics.

So this is a note to say that I'm reading, Sir Foxtrot. Just... ever so slowly. xD But I dooo like what I read, so slowness prolongs the goodness? Or something.

OtterySt.Catchpole · 11-13-2009, 10:27 PM

Connie, Jess

you all rox, thank you for your patience. I love my readers ... LilyLunaGinnyPotter Ginny's date uhm, next post but you can guess it isn't Neville, obviously not Harry or Zacharias Smith

so ... cait bragg welcome aboard! I hope you like what I've got I swear I'll have more. Kellybear ...

I'm feeling all lovey because you all are showing me and my fic so much love ♥

Ali!

I mean Agent A. I'm so glad you're here ... don't worry about reading this fic too fast

I'm taking a long time to write it!

I'm so happy you all are staying with my fic and I'm very grateful thank you all. I'm sorry if it seems so neglectful, I've been very busy with Nano but ... I'm tapping into a new well of inspiration soon ... it's called :bubbly: Okay no,

it's actually :choc: candy but

I will try posting more ... I'm having zombie problems with my Nano ...

more on that laters. For now. Did someone say a ball?

♥

Music starts playin' like the end of a sad movie,
It's the kinda ending you don't really wanna see.
Cause it's tragedy and it'll only bring you down,
Now I don't know what to be without you around.

And we know it's never simple,
Never easy.
Never a clean break, no
one here to save me.
You're the only thing I know like the back of my hand,
And I can't,
Breathe,
Without you,
But I have to,
Breathe,
Without you,
But I have to.

Chapter: Once upon a time I was falling in love now I’m only falling apart

Once upon a time there was a great Halloween ball at Hogwarts Castle that would live forever in the hearts of her attendees as one of the most beautiful and exciting magical balls of all time. It was to be wondrous magical and beautiful. Pixies flew around the school grounds, lighting the gardens, hiding as flowers, spying on lovers and pulling hair and generally being naughty or helpful depending on the couple. Fountains of chocolate threw their glistening dark delight into the air; some naughty first years had even snuck out of their dormitories to partake of the indulgences.

Skeletons, suits of armor, flying jack-o-lanterns as well as a few zombies ran through the halls and gardens of the castle. The night shared nothing with any other night in the history of the world.

“You’re serious?” the boy said, laughing for all the world like he had said the funniest thing in the universe.

The other boy couldn’t help smiling, watching his friend laughing so hard. There was something sweet and special about the mirth spilling from his face. He longed to brush his cheek.

“Dumbledore! Dumbledore! I say, Albus!” someone called him. The headmaster turned around to see Professor McGonagall staring at him. All around him, the room emptied of the students he had attended Hogwarts with years ago gone replaced by the students he now taught. The zombies walked, the jack-o-lanterns floated there, all around everything stood identically as it had except for the boy he had made laugh so hard, the boy who would become the man Gellert Grindelwald, once his greatest friend and more, then his greatest enemy and now … he would visit him on some Sundays and they still talked. A friendship like that did not die but … neither could it ever heal from the hurts inflicted on it.

“Yes, Minerva?” the headmaster asked.

“The dance. The festivities can’t really begin until we open the dance.”

“Oh, right. I’m sorry, I was somewhere … somewhen else.” He smiled his little smile, the twinkle still in his eyes and the hurt in his heart never ending. But even if he could never love again he could dedicate his love to others and to other things as important to him.

Teddy stood on the landing pad in the Northwest tower. She had said she’d be coming and he waited for her. Of course, everyone had thought he’d miss out on the ball but this was the first time she’d ever said yes to one of his invitations so nothing in hel or on earth would make him miss out on her company. For this reason he had been busy with that tuxedo spell everyone had mistaken for a bomb.

The airship came sailing in the distance; the Arceus resembled a giant ship, steam powered, shaped like a Spanish galleon with a large zeppelin balloon above and all around that a deck that traversed the ship. Unlike other zeppelins, its balloon frame was crisscrossed with walkways while all around it, magic filled balloons held the ship afloat making it possible to walk inside the large dirigible.

The boy looked at his outfit. Black Armani, it could not be questioned that it spoke elegance, besides which if anyone did Teddy would punch them out. Nothing would ruin tonight. The spell on the suit made it glisten in the moonlight. Teddy had his corsage in the box-- a flower of paradise--he hoped she would like it. He had even gone to the trouble of not lighting his cigar just to keep her happy. The wind blew as he stood on the long deck of the landing pad. It had been made for dragons and bad wizards in a storm but the long pad lay out like the pad on a battleship. The Arceus landed slowly and Teddy ran out to meet her as house elves apparated and started taking all the ropes from the ship to anchor her down.

From the ship’s side a door opened down with steps and from it walked a vision in black. Tiffany wore a short black dress, held a small purse in her hand. Her hair short bobbed with every step, her kitty ears perked up for the slightest sign of trouble.
“I swear Teddy D. Bear, if this is some joke …” she threatened.

“You look like a billion bucks, sweets,” the boy replied smiling. He held his arm out.

“I guess coming from you, that’s a compliment,” Tiffany said and took his arm in hers. She sighed. She didn’t know why she was doing it but here she was about to attend the Halloween Ball with Teddy D. Bear by her side. Would wonders never cease?

♥

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KellyBear · 11-13-2009, 11:05 PM

*swoons* That was beautiful!

I do love a good ball!

Connie · 11-14-2009, 01:55 AM

That was absolutely to beautiful to match words for.
Dumbledore is such a sweet giving person.
Super sonic fantabulus post.

OtterySt.Catchpole · 11-15-2009, 10:43 PM

Well we
Hurt each other
Then we do it again
You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
...
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt
~U2

"You look beautiful," Draco said taking a sip from his goblet his gaze on Ginevra Weasley, her resplendent red hair like a shower of crimson cascading down the white rock of her bare shoulders.

"Draco your pants are on fire," Pansy said.

"No they're not," the boy replied distractedly.

"They are now," Blaise said laughing. Draco turned to look at his friend angrily. His petty jealousies could be--then he caught the scent of burning cloth on his nose. He looked down and saw that his pants were indeed on fire.

"Holy s-- turn it off don't just stand there!" Blaise took out his wand and doused his leg with water.

"Pansy did it," Blaise said still smiling. Next to him, dressed elegantly from head to foot, stoic as one of the Queen's Buckingham palace guards, his chiseled gorgeous black face impassive stood Amadeus Basque, 5th year Slytherin and next to Hermione Granger the most intelligent student at Hogwarts, but unlike Hermione the most dangerous because he would not hesitate to use unforgivables.

"Very droll Draco, very droll. Blaise, I'm parched let us ... depart shall we?" Amadeus commanded more than asked.

"I'm sorry Drackykins," Blaise said.

Draco looked around to find Pansy so he could give her an earful of complaint but found himself standing alone with one wet pant leg. Ginny Weasley had disappeared from his sight on the arm of that insufferable git Michael Corner with his stupid long black hair and gorgeous smile that drove the girls crazy. What the devil did she see in him anyways?

Pansy for her part pushed past Ottery knocking him aside as she rushed out of the dance hall.

"I wonder what her problem is?" Ottery remarked brushing his shoulder.

"Do you want me to hex her, Otts?" Luna asked matter-of-factly.

"Uhm, no." Ottery replied pushing Luna's wand hand down. "But thanks, Luna. You're sweet. It wasn't anything and knowing her, it was probably something stupid Draco said or did."

"It was so sweet of you to ask me Harry," Susan Bones was saying, "I missed the last ball because Zacharias backed out at the last minute. He said he'd come down with the dragon pox. Still, it was very sweet of him to have invited me."

"The dragon pox, that's funny cuz I could have sworn," Harry stopped suddenly. Susan was looking at him curiously. "Yeah, I mean that would explain those awful splotches he had. You can't be too careful you know, they could come back at any time." Harry said angrily.

"You're sweet to worry, Harry. Do you want to dance?"

"Yeah, that's fine Susan, but I should warn you I don't ... whoa!" the boy exclaimed as Susan grabbed his arm and dragged him to the dance floor. "Hey, you really know how to dance," Harry said as Susan spun him around the floor.

Susan shrugged, "It's just one of the things I'm good at. I know you wanted to come here with someone else Harry, so ... thank you for asking me out."

Harry blushed. "Susan, I wanted to come with you which is why I asked you." He said sweetly.

It was in that instant that Susan Bones fell in love with Harry Potter. Her heart suddenly started beating for all the world like a drummer beating time at 1/16ths.

Then a song by Travis came on, and everything stopped.

"You've been waiting in the sun too long
But if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing
For the love you bring won't mean a thing
Unless you sing, sing, sing
Colder, crying on your shoulder
Hold her, and tell her everything's gonna be fine"

Luna looked at Ottery and Ottery looked at Luna and they smiled at each other. Neville who was cutting a piece of cake for his date saw them and started growling. Something inside him was not happy at the prospect of Luna in Ottery's arms dancing around the floor. Seamus and Dean walked around either side of Neville and started loading their plates with sausages and candy corn, and cake smiling at each other around Neville. It seemed the only one who wasn't aware that he was interested in Luna Lovegood was Neville Longbottom.

Viktor took her in his arms, suddenly, and holding her close carried Hermione to the dance floor. Ron meanwhile watched angrily. He stood up from the table where he sat, leaving a perfectly untouched plate in front of him.

"Is everything all right, Ron?" Lavender asked from where she sat next to him. She pulled him down hanging on his arm. "Talk to me Won-Won," she whispered in his ear as her hand caressed his cheek.

"It's nothing," he lied. Her hands were like soft magic, and clouds so soft to the touch, she could make him forget anything.

"Have a strawberry, love," Lavender said dipping it in cream and turning his face however reluctantly to hers. She licked the whipped cream off and bit the strawberry while Ron watched with shocked interest. "Would you like one?" she asked, ever so sweetly, licking her lips and painting them red with the juice of the strawberry.

"Oh, Lav-Lav," the boy said mesmerized by her feminine whiles. Poor Ron, who had grown up in a house full of men, was weak and simply to naive to realize the true power of some women's guile. He kissed her taking her in his arms.

"Seriously, some people," Colin exclaimed, "Ron's got wandering hands doesn't he?" He turned to his date Parvati but she was blinking her eyes with a come-hither look. "Are you all right Parvati? Do you have something in your eyes?"

"Oh, Colin, how I've longed for you to notice," she said sighing.

"Notice that you've got something in your eyes?" he asked simply.

"Oh, Colin!" she cried out dramatically.

"What? What? Does it hurt? Do you want me to get Madame Pomfrey? What?"

"Oh, Colin!" she said and bending down she took the boy's face in her hands and kissed him. it was a long passionate kiss. In his shoes Colin's toes curled and his heart beat like mad. Hidden away in a large cobweb in a dark corner of the Dancing Hall Colin's brother and his best friend sat hiding stealing food eating and watching the festivities.

"Hey, Davis, look it's your brother ... wow, I didn't know he was such a ladies man," the boy said.

"Yeah, it runs in the family," the boy said smiling. "Want to try getting some firewhiskey?"

"Yeah!" his companion eagerly exclaimed.

As the song reached it's climax, the glass dome over the Grand Dancing Ballroom of Days Past shattered into a million pieces and from it came falling two figures.

"Oh my God! The glass!" exclaimed Professor Trelawney.

In an instant, three wands were up, Professor McGonagal, Professor Flitwick and the Headmaster. The pieces of falling glass turned into doves, flowers, and candy as they fell among the students. There was a general cry of surprise and laughter at what everyone expected was simply a part of the Halloween Festivities.

"These things get so baudy every year," The Fat Friar told Peeves.

"I don't know, I think this party could use some pep," Peeves exclaimed mischievously.

"If by pep you mean soda that's fine, Peeves," warned the Bloody Baron.

Peeves trembled and phased through the floor out of the ballroom.

Teddy and Tiffany fell in the center of the dance floor. The girl looked surprised and she stifled a giggle. The boy chomping on his unlit cigar smiled at her, spun her around into his arms then took the wand and zapped the bandstand.

"Play something romantic," the boy ordered and the band readily complied with the sudden appearance of Michael Buble who started to sing, "Put your head on my shoulder."

"This one is for my special friend Teddy, he'd like me to dedicate it to his very special lady, Tiffany, also known as Ottery's secretary. Ottery, the girl needs a raise don't be a Capitalist oppressor."

From the crowd Ottery yelled, "I'll get you later, Teddy!"

"Ottery!" Michael exclaimed, "Put your head on my shoulder ... hold me in your arms baaaaaaaaby. Squeeze me oh so tight ... show me ... that you love me too."

Ottery blushed. "Do you want me to hex him?" Luna asked. Ottery shook his head and sighed.

♥

Kellybear ONLY: oh go on the rest of you and peek

Yes, love. I would love to dance with you.

Connie · 11-16-2009, 12:20 AM

Teddy loves his grand entrances.

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What the devil did she see in him anyways?

I think everyone wonders about that.

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"Do you want me to hex her, Otts?" Luna asked matter-of-factly.

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Ottery blushed. "Do you want me to hex him?" Luna asked. Ottery shook his head and sighed.

Luna's always ready to help. Don't ya just love her? I do.This ball looks like a lot of fun. This guy makes me concerned though

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Next to him, dressed elegantly from head to foot, stoic as one of the Queen's Buckingham palace guards, his chiseled gorgeous black face impassive stood Amadeus Basque, 5th year Slytherin and next to Hermione Granger the most intelligent student at Hogwarts, but unlike Hermione the most dangerous because he would not hesitate to use unforgivables.

Great post Ottery. This ball is a lot of fun. Hope Dumbledore enjoys it.

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