Aftermath of the Ball, aweasley_twin
It had been a lovely evening. She rather enjoyed dancing with Viktor, and she felt certain they were just friends, though he seemed to stare at her quite a bit. She felt a lot of eyes on her which was unsettling. But it had been fun to dress up, and the charms had managed to hold her hair in place. It was a lovely way to spend Christmas.
Until Ronald Weasley had to ruin it. He had to start an argument. He had to leave her in tears. Because he was jealous? Because he was a git? Because he asked her as a last resort, and she said no.
She sat on the stairs, tears streaming down her face. She would figure out how to deal with Ronald - and Harry for that matter. But for the moment, she just needed to cry until she felt she could go back to the common room without having to face them in such a state. Everyone was gone back to their respective common rooms - she thought, anyway, everything was sort of a blur once the row with Ron started. Still, she wiped some of the tears from her cheeks, just in case any students were still wandering about.
Until Ronald Weasley had to ruin it. He had to start an argument. He had to leave her in tears. Because he was jealous? Because he was a git? Because he asked her as a last resort, and she said no.
She sat on the stairs, tears streaming down her face. She would figure out how to deal with Ronald - and Harry for that matter. But for the moment, she just needed to cry until she felt she could go back to the common room without having to face them in such a state. Everyone was gone back to their respective common rooms - she thought, anyway, everything was sort of a blur once the row with Ron started. Still, she wiped some of the tears from her cheeks, just in case any students were still wandering about.