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"This may sound petty," she replied, sitting too to face him, her hands in her lap, her eyes only just meeting his, "But I dont want Dumbledore to think he's won. He told me it wouldn't last, that I was foolish to start this, sordid affair, as he called it, with you. He assured me that it would all end in tears hurt and pain. I want to, if just by appearances that are superficial, prove him wrong. I suppose, as odd as it sounds, that I'm asking you to accompany me tommorow to the Easter Ball. Albus thought it a good idea to hold one, he said to try and lift the spirits of the kids before they go home for the holidays. I dont suppose any of them will notice us, they'll be too wrapped up in their own pathetic social lives, but I do know that Dumbledore'll probably be watching every move I make. It's also our last chance to actually be happy." she added, as if this was a closing statement to her argument, seeming almost as if she believed she'd have to convince him before he ever entertained the idea of actually saying yes to her. |