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He was the chosen one. That was the only thing he had going for him, and somehow he had managed to make you his partner. The person he had pined after for most of his schooling career. It was only natural he would ask you to accompany him to Slughorn's party, if he had to sit through a night of obnoxious boasting and loud music, he was sure as hell going to make you go experience it with him. You had been there for him through everything, his main support system after Sirius's death.
"Do we really have to wear something fancy?" Harry groaned straightening up his collar as he cringed at the sight before him, he would take quidditch gear over this shoddy robe any day.
"yes Harry, it's a Christmas party... if you cant dress up now when can you?" you huffed, making your way over to harry who seemed to have no idea how to tie a bow tie correctly "You're doing it all wrong..."
After fixing his bow tie and placing a gentle peck on his cheek, resulting in his cheeks turning that shade of cherry red you loved oh so much, Harry slipped his hands in yours, taking your leave.
The walk to the party was surprisingly filled with anxiety. The both of you shared a common hatred for social events with people you weren't all that familiar with. And with Harry's current fame status, there were bound to be journalists and leach like people who would do anything to find a story. You felt his hand tighten around your own, and you gave it a gentle squeeze, so he knew you were both scared in solidarity.
"Right...we had better go in then..."
"After you... the boy who lived..."
Harry let out a gruff laugh, before entering the party. Within minutes a few people were approaching him, as you stood there awkwardly by his side. It was as if you didn't even exist to some of these people, like you were just a distraction that they wanted to get harry away from.
One particular girl seemed to not be taking a hint, her arm ghosting up Harry's bicep as she leaned in to whisper something in his ear. It made you sick.
"Harry... I'm going to get a drink..." you mumbled, turning on your foot and scanning the busy crowd. Slughorn was being the entertainer, he reminded you of the ghost of Christmas present from a Christmas carol, all belly laughs, no worries about tomorrow's serious hangover. You caught sight of Neville passing out canapés and champagne which made your chest tighten with guilt, why couldn't he be a part of the party.
Shaking your head to clear it of the thoughts that wouldn't stop buzzing, you grabbed a glass of champagne off of a random waiter's tray. Turning your attention back to Harry, you noticed he wasn't there, the girl stood all alone.
"Hello love..."
You jumped slightly and your face lit up at the sight of your boyfriend beside you. He looked worn out from just that one conversation and it made you giggle.
"Wasn't your cup of tea?" You implored, letting Harry intertwine your fingers.
"No... look can we... get out of here I have an idea?"
With a confused nod, you were soon being dragged from the party by your boyfriend. No matter how many times you attempted to ask where you were going, he just shrugged and smiled mischievously.
"Harry... this is the courtyard..." you stated raising a brow, as Harry nodded.
"You would be correct it is... the courtyard over Slughorns party... notice how you can hear the music?"
You listened in and sure enough, the delicate orchestra could be heard bouncing off the pillars of the courtyard.
"Oh, you want to dance? You could have just said..." you smirked.
"Yes but this is far more romantic... here..."
Taking your hand, Harry gently pulled you against him. Your body rested against his, his hands finding your hips as you placed your arms around his neck. It was awkward, and messy, but it was perfect. Harry had always been a horrible dancer, he had zero rhythm, but you didn't care.
His heartbeat thumped softly in your ear as you rested your head against his shoulder.
"I'm an awful dancer aren't I?" He whispered, you could practically feel the embarrassed blush radiating heat.
"Yes... but I don't mind..."
There was a sweet silence as you basked in each other's breaths, your eyes meeting as you smiled widely once again.
"I'm going to kiss you now Harry..."
And so you did. It was soft and lovely, like every time you kissed. Everything else just melted away, just the music and the delicate pitter-patter of one and other's hearts.

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