"You are the love of my life," Y/N said. "I love you."
"If loving me comes with shame," Hermione breathed in a shaky breath. "I don't want your love."
In a matter of seconds, Y/N's world came tumbling down. Hermione's words hit her...
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As the grand wooden doors swung open, Y/N and Hermione strode into the Great Hall, their arms interlocked. The room erupted with thunderous applause and jubilant cheers, a resounding tribute to the magnificent sight that unfolded before them. Every eye in the room was captivated by the radiant presence of the two champions.
Y/N's gaze wandered, taking in the mesmerizing spectacle that surrounded them. The room had undergone a breathtaking transformation, resembling a winter wonderland. Snowflakes gently cascaded from the ceiling, transforming the hall into a whimsical snow globe.
The walls were adorned with intricate decorations and embellishments, twinkling with an enchanting glow. The atmosphere hummed with an electrifying energy, as if every corner of the room held a whisper of anticipation.
As Y/N and Hermione made their way through the crowd, their steps adorned with grace and confidence, a wave of awe rippled through the attendees. Gasps of admiration echoed through the hall as they passed by, eyes widening in sheer amazement. Whispers of astonishment fluttered like delicate wings, the air alive with the recognition of beauty.
"You look stunning, Y/N!" Dan's voice rang out from the crowd, his exclamation met with a playful smirk from Y/N. With a mischievous twinkle in her eyes, she flashed him a goofy smile, a small token of appreciation for his kind words.
Amidst the sea of onlookers, Agil stood wide-eyed, his expression a mixture of shock and pride as he marveled at the transformation of her sister.
In that moment, Y/N and Hermione stood as radiant beacons, the embodiment of grace and elegance. They had become the embodiment of the magic that permeated the Yule Ball—a testament to their inner strength, their resilience, and their unwavering bond.
And as the applause and cheers reverberated throughout the hall, Y/N felt an overwhelming sense of pride and joy, grateful to share this enchanting moment with Hermione by her side.
The Champions gracefully glided onto the center of the dance floor, Y/N and Hermione locking eyes with an intensity that spoke volumes. As if caught in a spell, their surroundings faded into the background, their attention solely fixed on each other. The soft melody of the music filled the air, enveloping them in a cocoon of enchantment.
With a tender touch, Y/N placed her hand gently on Hermione's waist, a perfect fit that felt like coming home. Hermione's hand found its place on Y/N's shoulder, their bodies drawn together as if guided by an invisible force. In this embrace, their hands entwined, their fingers interlaced, creating an unbreakable connection that transcended the physical realm.
As the rhythm of the music swayed their bodies, Y/N wore a radiant smile that radiated warmth and affection. Their dance became a seamless flow, their movements synchronized as if they had been practicing this very moment for a lifetime. In the sea of swirling dresses and twirling couples, Y/N's focus was solely on Hermione, and Hermione's on Y/N.
