Should I go? pv: Nyx Blackheart Finished

I was minding my own business, sitting in a tree like I usually do when I need to think. It was the willow tree next to the lake. I was perfectly fine, and enjoying the silence when I heard the familiar crunch of leaves, and the frantic steps of a person pacing underneath me. I looked down.

One of the Gryffindor girls, I think her name was Olivia, was pacing underneath, putting to herself. I caught words like “If I didn’t go…” “But if I go…” And etc. I quickly concluded that she was talking about the ball. I was going, though I wasn’t sure if I wanted a date or not. I wasn’t sure yet.

I watched as she kicked a rock in frustration, which managed to fly over the water and bounced a few times before sinking. I thought the rock was having a harder time than she was.
She screamed loudly, which made me scowl.

There was nothing that could annoy me more than when someone screams without reason. Then again, maybe her frustration was a reason. She spoke, unhappily. “I have no clothes, no friends to go with, and besides, people like me don’t fit into these kinds of situations.”

I scowled again when she said “people like me.” What was wrong with being the way she was?
I didn’t know her and I thought she would fit perfectly into a ball. She stopped her ranting and sat on a rock. I sighed.

Nyx Blackheart to the rescue I suppose.
I jumped down, and scowled at her.
“Why, pray tell, are you screaming and muttering about going to the Fall Ball?
Because, I can assure you, my ears don’t like being infested with such talks about what if and maybe not’s. So, what’s the problem then?"

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I surprised the other girl, but I really couldn't care. If she didn’t want anyone to interject, she shouldn’t have been screaming like that. She blushed when I asked her what the problem was and started mumbling about how it was complicated, and that she didn’t think anyone would understand just because it was so… complicated.

She ended that making sound like a question. I raised an eyebrow. How would i know? That was her question, not mine. She kicked another rock. I vaguely thought about the merpeople who lived in the lake and wandered if one of them had been hit on the head with all the rocks this girl was kicking into the lake. She admitted that she herself didn’t know what the problem was. But that it was probably a combination of all the things she said before.

She had no dress, no one to go with, and having no idea of how to do prom. She groaned and said, “I’m so fucking hopeless!” I smirked at her words. She wasn’t hopeless, she was just overwhelmed. She looked at me and smiled cautiously before apologizing. She extended her hand and said her name was Olivia. I gave her my hand and shook it. “Blackheart. Nyx Mania Lyssa Blackheart. But you can call me whatever you want, as long as it isn’t a cutesy nickname."

"So, you don’t have a dress, no one to go with, and have no idea how to do ‘prom.’" I mused.
“Well, I can fix all 3. First of all, I have many dresses that you could use, second, since I have no one to go with either, we could go together as friends. 3rd, you can fit perfectly at prom. trust me when I say that. So, are you up for it, or do I have to spend more time convincing you of it?"

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I smirked. She was clearly shocked and excited. She asked for a suit however instead of a dress and my smirk extended itself into a real smile. “Just my kind of person. I have more suits than I have dresses if you can believe it. In fact, I was debating myself the fact of whether or not I should wear a suit instead of a dress. Now you’ve given me a reason to.”

I knew that there was something she wasn’t telling me about her reasons to wear a suit. I could guess exactly why though. I wasn’t stupid. I knew that she was, for lack of a better or less offending word, different.

She asked me curiously how she could repay me. I could tell she wanted to thank me in more than just words. I smiled again. “The only thing I may ask of you, is that you at the very least allow me to make you stylish. After all, I have an image to uphold, no? I’m just itching to style that hair of yours. No offense meant, but it looks like it’s seen better days."

"So, it’s official. We shall go to ball together, as friends. Would you like to go to my dorm room, so that we may check all of my suits and see which one fits you best?”

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