Life returned to normal after the first task. Well, almost. There was still the presence of the other schools, of course, and a new event clouded Harry’s horizon – the Yule Ball, announced a short while after the first task.
Harry didn’t fear the ball itself, yet – he would have to dance! Just the thought of moving in step with the music was frightening enough, but he would also have to make sure not to step on Hermione’s feet. That was more than he could handle, or so he thought.
He wasn’t the only boy to feel as if he had two left legs, though. Professor McGonagall decided to teach them all how to dance. She needed a partner for that, and with Hermione’s permission (despite Harry’s silent pleading) she chose Harry.
It wasn’t so bad, really. In a way, it was easier than mastering some
