[HP] Dearest Enemy

"Actually, I think you'd look better in girl's clothes. Your hair is beautiful."

"Thanks for the compliment, but I have no interest in dressing up as a woman."

"Really don't think about it?"

"Tom!"

"Alright alright."

……

"Al, did you paint your face too white?"

"What is too white, look at yourself...don't touch that, I'll put it on for you later."

"If your hair were shorter, you would look like Professor Umberur."

"His hair is brown rather than black, Tom. It's more like you."

"But I'm not a real vampire."

"Neither do I."

……

"Al, I didn't realize that your waist is so thin before! You are so thin!"

"Shut up, Tom!"

"Is this the latest style?"

"...I'll say it again, shut up!"

……

All the preparations were finally finished. Tom looked at the alarm clock on the table. The time showed that it was 45:[-] and there was still a quarter of an hour before the dance began.Tom took a last look at himself in the full-length mirror, with a slight smile on his lips, and walked out with Alphat one after the other.

The lounge has almost completely changed its look.Gorgeous gowns of various colors replaced the usual plain black school gowns, and everyone dressed themselves up differently in various ways, chatting in low voices around their companions, and occasionally laughing.Everyone fell silent when Tom and Alfred walked into the lounge from the shadow of the bedroom corridor together.

The smile on the lips of the black-eyed boy grew stronger.

"I don't want to hear about any Slytherin disgracing his house at the ball." Tom's voice was not loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly, "Seniors, don't just focus on having fun , pay attention to helping the students in the lower grades. Remember to maintain your etiquette at all times." Tom stopped talking, satisfied that everyone nodded or echoed in a low voice, indicating that he would obey these, and then smiled, "Halloween costumes Prom, I sincerely hope everyone has a good time."

He motioned for Rookwood and his lady companion to take the lead.The Slytherins began to march towards the hall in an orderly manner according to age, talking in low voices along the way.The foyer was bustling with students dressing up as various people, chatting excitedly or looking at other people's outfits.Tom looked for Harry in the crowd and found him standing at the door of the Great Hall, where almost all the professors were.Harry's hairstyle was the same as usual, he was wearing a strange black robe, and he was chatting with Dumbledore, who was wearing a purple background with gold stars embroidered on it, looking very relaxed.And Alex was surrounded by a group of senior Gryffindors. He actually wore a golden armor, a red cloak behind him, and his flamboyant black hair looked more like a hedgehog than usual.Alex was laughing with the girls dressed as various banshees.

Harry saw Tom and waved to him.Dumbledore, who had braided his brown beard into many braids with gold and purple ribbons, said hello to Tom and Ogden very kindly.When he got closer, Tom realized that Harry was holding a lyre in his hand, and he actually pretended to be a bard.

"Good evening, Celine, Tom." Harry's smile was as gentle as ever.

"Good evening, Professor Dumbledore, Professor Potter." Tom said with a smile, "You can call me Earl Riddle tonight."

"Since the elf lady next to you doesn't mind," Harry said with a smile, "willing to help you, Mr. Vampire."

All four laughed.

At seven o'clock, the doors of the auditorium opened, and people entered the auditorium one after another, and it became different. Dozens of huge pumpkins were suspended from the ceiling, and each pumpkin was a lamp; the walls were decorated with ribbons and live bats. , and colorful little snakes spitting flames of various colors; the long tables of the four colleges disappeared, and dozens of small round tables also illuminated by jack-o-lanterns replaced them; There are at least twenty chairs and racks of music shelves.Teachers sit at the largest round table, and students sit at other small round tables in their own groups.Tom noticed a lot of the seniors were marveling at this.This cannot be blamed on them, because of the war, Hogwarts' finances are not very loose, and being able to hold such a large-scale ball is already the limit that the directors can afford.

The dinner was very sumptuous, and when the last piece of dessert disappeared from the plate, Principal Dippet moved the small table to the end of the auditorium by magic, leaving a large space in front of the stage.With the warm welcome of the students, twenty wizards with various beards came to the stage with their own instruments and played a soothing waltz.

Tom made a gesture of invitation to his female partner, and walked onto the dance floor with representatives of the other four colleges.Soon teachers joined them, and then more and more students.Harry stood beside the dance floor with his piano in his arms, watching students and teachers dressed in various styles dance on the dance floor, and lightly stroked the strings in his hand with his fingers.The lyre made no sound and disturbed no one.

There are many students who dress up as vampires, but Tom is undoubtedly the most successful.He was wearing a black dress without any extra fancy decorations; the collar of the shirt under the dress was clean and white, and his hands were wearing gloves that were as white as the collar; the not-so-long black hair was always crisp and neat, covered by elegant bangs His broad and slightly protruding forehead; the straight bridge of the nose, the lips that are neither thin nor thick, Harry saw Tom's focused gaze at the moment when Tom turned around with the melody. Suck it in.Tom is undoubtedly an old hand on the dance floor. His dance steps are accurate and elegant, and he cooperates with Ogden seamlessly, which is perfect.After a dance, everyone applauded.The music played again, a few people left the dance floor, and more people danced to the next dance with their partners.

Alex was crossing the entire dance floor with his arms around Belial, who taught arithmetic and divination; Dumbledore and Hufflepuff's head, Erlan, were circling around the corner of the dance floor. Funny round petals; Tom and Ogden are still dancing very well, and the two are wandering near the center of the dance floor; Leigh Weasley dressed himself up as a pirate captain, blindfolded with an eyepatch, but his dancing partner was a boy whom Harry recognized as his dormitory friend; Harry also noticed Erin Prince , she was dancing on the sidelines with a third-year Slytherin. The boy seemed to be teaching her a new dance step. The little girl flushed with nervousness, but she never stepped on the boy's feet.

Everyone seemed to be able to dance, and they all danced well.Harry sighed as even chubby Slughorn twirled around the dance floor.Harry smiled and chatted with a few students who were also sitting on the sidelines.

Chatting is a good way to pass the time. Harry has had a good time chatting with three groups of students, and is currently drinking a bottle of mead at a secluded small round table.Harry couldn't help but smile slightly as he thought of his terrible Yule Ball in fourth grade.At that time, I and Ron had been nervous for a long time about a dance partner, and as a result, Parvati ignored him for a long time.Harry smiled and shook his head, filling his glass with the golden liquid.

"Harry, so you're here."

Harry looked up, and Tom, who had slipped down from the dance floor at some point, was standing in front of him holding a glass of wine, and his female partner had gone somewhere.

"Why don't you keep dancing?" Harry asked, motioning for Tom to sit down in the chair closest to him.

"I'm a little tired." Tom said, looking Harry over. "Bard with glasses, where's your violin?"

"It never played, so I had to put it away," Harry said with mock regret.Tom smiled, showing two small pointed canine teeth.

"What happened to your teeth?"

"The Front Teeth Lengthening Charm, but I've modified it to work on the canines," said Tom. "Me and Al are both happy with the effect."

Harry glanced at the long-haired boy who was still fighting on the dance floor, and took a small sip from his cup.

"I've never seen you dance." Tom gently shook the crimson liquid in the crystal glass, "Why don't you dance?"

"Because he won't."

A voice came in, and Tom frowned slightly. The owner of the voice knew who it was.

"Aaron, have you abandoned your princess?" Harry asked with a smile, "Mr. Knight?"

"Of course not," Alex said solemnly. "A certain princess saw a bard who had never danced or sung since the beginning, and sent me over to find out."

"Which one is Alex's princess?" asked Tom nonchalantly.

"Well..." Alex winked at Tom, "There are too many princesses, I don't remember which one."

Harry chuckled a few times, Alex sat down on an empty chair beside him, Harry waved his wand, and brought him a glass of the same mead he was holding.

"Man, you really can't dance, can you?" Alex asked, taking the glass.

"Of course not." Harry raised an eyebrow at him.

"Then why rest on the side all the time?" Tom began. "Dancing at a ball is the best entertainment, and there are not many opportunities for it."

"I don't like dancing," said Harry flatly.

"I'll take you to dance." Alex put the wine glass on the table, stood up and put his hands on his chest and saluted Harry, "Bard with glasses, do you like to dance male step or female step?"

"Come on, Aaron, I really don't dance." Harry said with a smile, "I'm not Miss Pretty."

"Just have fun, and there is no rule at the prom that you have to dance with girls." Alex said.

"When you're at a ball, you should be dancing." Tom said flatly, put his cup down and stood up, and held out a hand to Harry, "Take it as practice."

Alex and Tom exchanged glances, then both turned to look at Harry.

Harry smiled wryly: "Are you so sure I can't dance?"

Tom raised his eyebrows, and Alex grinned: "If you can dance, choose one of us, Harry."

Harry sighed and looked at the two people standing in front of him in turn.These two guys, when it comes to themselves, start flinging eyes at each other.Tom was young, and Alex was not young, but he seemed to enjoy this kind of thing.

I really don't know what to say about the two of them.

Seeing that Harry seemed to be about to refuse, Tom frowned, and stood up grabbing Harry's wrist without any explanation: "It's just a practice of dancing, don't you need to be so careful?"

Harry and Alex froze for a moment, and Harry was dragged onto the dance floor by Tom.The black-eyed boy pulled his godfather's hand to his waist involuntarily, without much emotion in his words.

"I dance women's steps, you just have to dance as long as you know how to dance."

Harry was startled again, Tom's tone reminded him of Voldemort who was aloof.But before he could think about it, Tom had already twirled him on the dance floor.

"I'll step on you, Tom!" Harry whispered hastily.

"I'll be careful," Tom replied nonchalantly, glancing sideways.Alex looked at him unkindly, and Tom gave him a triumphant smile.The gray-eyed man looked as if he was going to pounce at that moment, but he strode away without saying anything.

Tom couldn't help laughing, and turned his gaze away. He was facing a pair of emerald eyes, and his heart skipped a beat.

What have you done!

"Tom, why don't we dance?" Harry asked with a little embarrassment after glancing around just now.It is true that among the lower grade students around, there were quite a few girls or boys dancing together, but unlike the two of them, Harry still didn't want to attract attention.

"No," replied Tom emphatically, "at least finish the dance!"

This is a once in a lifetime opportunity!Even if he did the female step by himself, it was better than letting that guy with ulterior motives, Alex, snatch Harry away!

Harry was a little surprised to see a slight blush on the pale cheeks of the dark-eyed boy, and he almost stepped on his godson.

"Did you drink just now?" Harry remembered the wine glass in Tom's hand just now, and attributed the reason for Tom's sudden blushing to that glass of wine.

"Some wine," Tom answered honestly.What a joke, can that little wine make him drunk?But Harry's misunderstanding was really...

"Tom." Harry scowled slightly and stopped.

Tom looked at those green eyes and said calmly, "Are you going to reprimand me for not drinking?"

Harry opened his mouth, sighed slightly, and reached out to touch Tom's hot cheek: "Don't drink so much in the future."

The boy's face turned completely red.Tom immediately stepped back decisively to avoid the hand, but Harry thought that he could not stand still, and immediately grabbed Tom's arm and pulled him towards the sidelines.Tom tried unsuccessfully to free himself, and had to let Harry pull him into a chair.

"Tell me if you feel uncomfortable, and I'll take you back to the dormitory." Harry said with concern.Tom shook his head, leaned on the back of the chair, propped his head on his hands, and closed his eyes by mistake.

Fortunately, the sound of the music wouldn't make Harry realize how hard his heart was beating, otherwise he would definitely have sent him directly to the school infirmary. Thinking of this, Tom slightly curled the corners of his mouth.