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Ron scoffed “Not like you’d know how it is, no one would be crazy enough to reject bloody Harry Potter.”
Harry’s eyes landed on a familiar mob of pale blond hair.
Hermione was frowning at him, likely recognizing the grin that oftentimes preceded Harry’s more reckless ideas. She didn’t need to worry though, his plan was foolproof.
“Hey, Malfoy” he called, his voice easily carrying through the great hall. “Do you want to go to the Yule ball with me?”