Walking up to Slytherin table, Harry cleared his throat before getting Daphne’s attention. “Um, greengrass, do you have a second.”

Daphne simply looked up and cocked her brow. “What do you need, potter?” She asked in the most cold tone imaginable.

“Do you have any plans for the Yule ball.” This got all the slytherins to start laughing a little as they knew where this was heading.

“I was going back to my home for the holidays.” Daphne said. “Why? You’re not thinking about taking me aren’t you?” She playfully smirked.

“Actually I would.” Harry said. “Daphne Greengrass,” he conjured up a rose “will you be my date to the ball?”

Daphne simply smiled before saying “that was o corny!” This caused Harry to frown before she took the rose. “Why not!”

Every slytherin around her gasped as Harry got wide eyed. “Really?”

“Sure, under one condition.” She then pointed to the second year next to her. “My little sister here wants to go to the ball as well but hasn’t secured a date. Maybe you can help her with that.”

“H-Hya Harry!” Astoria said sheepishly.

Just then Harry heard a girlish scream a from behind as he saw Ron running away from a confused Fleur Delacour as Ginny chased him.

“I think I can help you out with that.” Harry rubbed the back of his neck.

“Then it’s a date” Daphne smiled as she got up, “come sister, we gotta shop for dresses.”

Harry watched as Daphne and Astoria left before Draco, in a fit of anger and jealousy, got up and yelled “traitor!” This got Daphne to turn her head to Malloy and give him a steely glare as he sat back down.

“Wow she’s good!” Harry whispered.