if i am not me

In the brightly lit auditorium, the colorful skirts of the girls spun and danced along with the shiny black leather shoes, and the streaming music led everyone to fully enjoy this wonderful night.However, as the two entered the arena, the people who were originally focused on their own world gradually drifted away from their sight. They often pretended to be casual, but looked precisely at the two outstanding boys who walked onto the dance floor holding hands.

After standing still, the platinum-haired boy bowed slightly to the black-haired and blue-eyed boy. It was unusual, but it made many children from pure-blood families smile knowingly—it was between wizards of the same sex, more precisely, males. Among wizards, it is an invitation ceremony that only appears when you invite your loved ones to dance together.

Harry clearly understood the meaning of this move. Although he had always tried his best not to show his emotions, but at this moment in public, even he who was used to being watched couldn't help but blush a little.Seeing this charming look, Draco smiled brightly and put his arms around Harry's waist.

Along with the melodious music, Harry's hands also climbed to Draco's back. This posture was different from the general dance steps of men and women, so that they, who were already eye-catching, almost locked the eyes of the audience.

The azure blue and green eyes looked at each other, and then they started their dance as if no one else was there—elegant turns, light rotations, and stretched tilts, all of which made up their unique and gorgeous dance steps.

Harry was still a little stiff at first, carefully watching his feet, lest he step on the softness that didn't belong to him.You know, I have no talent for dancing, but Drake suffered a lot during the few days when I taught him this dance step, and those feet that were originally white jade were so swollen that he felt guilty just looking at them—although Drake Never blamed him for it, but...

Gently flicking the hair in front of his forehead, Draco naturally noticed Harry's erratic eyes. He first felt the strength coming from his waist, and then looked at the direction those emerald eyes were focusing on. He immediately understood. Why is Lee worried.Suppressing the faint smile in his chest, Draco tightened the hand on Harry's waist, bringing him closer to him.

"Relax, Harry." The warm breath brushed over Harry's earlobe, causing the boy in his arms to tremble slightly, "...There is me."

The blush on his cheeks that had faded away had become pervasive again, but it was undeniable that Draco's words really made Harry feel much better.

Actually... Even if you step on it, it won't be like this - after all, it's just tonight, just pass it.

After thinking about this joint, Harry's somewhat rigid hands and feet gradually loosened up, and his body began to better interact with Draco physically with the rhythm of the music.It seems... dancing is not such a painful thing.Thinking of this, the expression on Harry's face gradually bloomed together with his body.On the dance floor, the solemn, elegant and elegant two people made the black and blue dresses wonderfully blend into a soft and different color.

Hermione put her shoulders on Krum's shoulders, and began to rotate as his footsteps moved lightly, but her bright eyes never left the two of them like most people, but her focus was not on the relationship between them. The ambiguous feelings between them, but those dance steps she has never seen before.His dance partner obviously understood what the girl in his arms was thinking, glanced at the direction of her gaze, and said in a voice that was so low that it would give people the illusion of coldness, "That's a relationship between men in the magic world." A dance to dance at a party, but very little of it."

His words successfully caused Hermione's curious eyes to return to him, "So there are still women?"

Nodding, Krum's always pursed lips twitched, "But generally only same-sex couples can dance, because it's very complicated. They always use it to express how special each other is to themselves."

"Oh—" Hermione opened the corner of her mouth knowingly, revealing the small dimples on her face, which looked extraordinarily sweet.

It had long occurred to him that the dance they danced must be unusual. You must know that even if Harry had no talent for dancing, ordinary dance steps would not make Draco's instep so miserable.Thinking about the situation Harry tried to hide during their practice... Hermione couldn't help guessing secretly, was this a sign of shyness?

Ron was bored sitting on the seat, drinking honey beer every sip, feeling that the wine that Dumbledore specially ordered for this dance tasted really good from time to time.At this time, Luna was the only one beside him who was still on the seat. Neville and Ginny had already jumped to nowhere, and the other seats were also empty.And Luna didn't look at him, she just stared wide-eyed, and occasionally looked at the dancing crowd with a confused expression.But from Ron's point of view, the mistletoe wreath on her head seemed to attract her attention more.

Suddenly a hand patted Ron's shoulder to bring back his wandering thoughts, and when he turned his head, Harry and Draco were already sitting next to him - it turned out that the song just now was over.

He drank all the beer in the glass, facing Harry and Drake, Ron finally showed his first real smile tonight, thinking about their dance just now, he said rather jokingly, "Dude, dance!" Not bad."

"Thank you." Raising his eyebrows, Draco grinned, but his eyes were fixed on the blue figure walking towards them, which was Hermione.Hermione came to them lightly, with a charming light pink on her cheeks from dancing, and smiled sweetly at them, and she sat down next to Luna. "Hi, you're Luna."

Hearing this, Luna put down the cup in her hand and stared blankly at Hermione for a long while before saying in a tone of sudden realization, "Ah—hi~"

Hermione had obviously heard about Luna's behavior, so she didn't feel embarrassed.Fanning with her hands brought a cool breeze to herself, she tilted her head, looked at them and said, "It's so hot, you guys didn't go dancing?"

Luna shook her head, staring at the cup of light purple drink Harry handed her just now with curiosity on her face, and began to bury her head in the cup intently.Seeing that she didn't talk to her, Hermione's eyes naturally fell on Ron who was Luna's partner.

Sensing Hermione's gaze, Ron shrugged, tried his best to ignore the faster and faster heartbeat and the unease in his heart, and smiled self-deprecatingly. "Obviously I'm not a good dance partner."

Listening to their conversation, Harry winked at Drake calmly, then got up and walked to Luna, and said to Ron, "Then I borrow your dance partner, don't you mind?"

Hearing the words at first, Ron was slightly taken aback, then nodded quickly, "Of course."

Ron also felt sorry for having affected Luna because of his emotions.Now that I think about it, which girl would not want to dance, even if she is a "crazy girl" in other people's mouth.

Blinking her big eyes, Luna looked at the apologetic Ron and the interested Draco, and suddenly let out a long "ah—"Then, to everyone's surprise, she handed her hand to the smiling Harry's outstretched palm without hesitation, and said to Drake, "Then your partner will also lend me a loan." Then she pulled Harry to the dance floor Go, leaving only three people in a daze.

Looking at the backs of the two, Draco scratched his cheek helplessly, looked around, and happened to find that Crabbe and Goyle were sitting not far from them.Rolling his eyes, he waved his hands at the remaining two people, and while praying, he walked leisurely towards the two people who were still eating their fill - he sincerely hoped that Ron, this kid, would take advantage of this opportunity, In this situation where his dance partner can see the signs...

As time went on, more and more people started to enter the dance floor.

At this time, Dumbledore had already held Madam Pomfrey's hand and started dancing, and Madam Maxime also waltzed with Hagrid.What I have to say is that Hagrid's appearance this time is much better than the previous one. At least there is no furry animal skin on his dress robe, and his hair is much more neat and tidy.

But as is always the case with any occasion, not everyone, at least Snape was one of them, found the dance to be something they were happy about.Glancing uncertainly at Sirius who was chatting and laughing happily with Moody beside him, Snape couldn't help frowning, feeling a sense of irritability in his heart.Thinking about the information Drake revealed at the ball today, he suddenly felt a little headache.

He looked up and looked around the arena, and the little Hogwarts warrior and his dance partner had long since disappeared. Instead, the red-haired boy from the Weasley family who was always with them always danced to him with that Granger. within sight.Raising his hand and rubbing his forehead, Snape decided to go out for some air.

Slowly walking out of the auditorium, leaving the place that was too noisy for him no matter what, he took a deep breath, and sure enough, the quiet courtyard was more suitable for him.

Walking on the winding path, surrounded by bushes and rose bushes, the little fairy circled around him from time to time, and then quickly flew back into the flowers.All this allowed him to soften the lines of his lower face, and as he quietly walked through the courtyard full of figures and the babbling fountain, Snape found a remote bench and sat down.

However, this enjoyable atmosphere didn't last long before it was disturbed by a heavy footstep.Quickly returning the expression on his face to the indifferent and meanness of the past, Snape's eyes darkened, waiting for the arrival of the person who disturbed everything.

"Snape..."

The stretched fingers were imperceptibly clenched into fists, Snape turned his head lightly, and looked at the person who came - Durmstrang's headmaster, Karkaroff.

As if he had expected it long ago, Snape's calm eyes looked straight at Karkaroff's slightly cloudy eyes, "Oh—it's you, what's the matter?"

Different from his usual arrogance in front of Dumbledore, Karkaroff shrugged his shoulders at this time, and he could even notice that he was trembling slightly when he looked carefully.But no matter how hard he was shaking, those withered hands still lifted up his sleeves tremblingly, revealing a clearly visible Dark Mark.

The pupils contracted suddenly, and Snape subconsciously felt a burning pain from the place where he was branded, making him almost dizzy.

At this time, Karkaroff's hoarse voice sounded in this silent corner, without concealing the deep anxiety and anxiety in his tone, "It's getting clearer and clearer, Snape..."