Will you be my date to the yule ball? (One on one) (Harry Potter)(closed)

She smiled meaningfully. "I forget what we were doing…"

He looked at her. "M-My wand…"

"Right!" she exclaimed. "Do you think Professor McGonagall is finished?"

"D-Don't know."

"Want to check?"

"Sure." He grabbed he wrist then pulled her along.

Jamie stumbled the first couple steps out of surprise, then allowed him to lead her with a broad smile on her face.

He knocked on the door. "Professor?"

Quick footsteps approached and the door opened. "Yes?" Professor McGonagall asked.

"We wanted to know about the wand."

She readjusted her glasses. "Well… it's progressing."
"Is that a good thing, Professor?" Jamie asked.
"Yes, but I can't assure you it will be fixed before tomorrow."

"Thanks for telling me." He smiled softly.

"You're welcome, Mr. (What's-His-Last-Name)."
Jamie squeezed his hand.

(Jones)
He squeezes back. "We'll leave you alone now."

Professor McGonagall dipped her head in a slightly feline way, then shut her door.
"So… What do ya want to do?" Jamie asked.

"Not sure…" He looked around. "We can go back to that one place."

"The fireplace place?" she asked quietly.

"Why not?" He smiles brightly.

She grinned. "C'mon then!" she cried and raced off down the corridor.

He chased her laughing.

Jamie giggled furiously, which hampered her speed.

He caught up to her and grabbed her hand. He smiled brightly.

She giggled again. "You caught me!"

"Yep!"

"You caught me, now I'm yours."

"Didn't we discuss this earlier?"

She looked confused. "We did?"

"never mind. Let's go."

"Okay!" she chirped, so carefree she could've been a Hufflepuff. "Let's go!"

He laughed. Definitely a hatstall!