When I see Grayson smile as he breaths in the fresh air as I had only moments before, and I know that he can understand the magic of this place. ‘Wo....’ I smile at his simple, yet so very expressive statement. ‘You haven’t seen anything yet.’ I turn away, and start walking towards the walkway at the side of the house, ‘Come on!’ Grayson follows, the length in his legs eating up the distance until he is walking beside me. Our arms brush against each other as we make our way around to the front of. Now the hard part was what to put with it on thebottom. Full length skirt; nope not fun enough, swirly skirt; toolittle girl, three quarter length with a slit up the side; maybe, but itwas loose and free as opposed to the top that was tight and controlled. Then I saw the winner, something called a fishtail hem. It was tightand form fitting around the hips, thighs and knees, with a long wavystrip of material that flared out just below the knee to almost thefloor. That dress would be perfect,. I cover my mouth with a hand and try to calm my racing heart.I stand in the garden, my dress illuminated by soft moonlight, and I weep.Stupid, stupid, stupid Noah.What were you thinking?I should have known better.I lean against the stone wall and let the waves of emotion have their way with me.It’s only after my tears had dried that I realize my greatest mistake of all.I had nowhere to go, not like this. I couldn’t go back into the ballroom and risk running into him. And I can’t take the. No sky, no trees and no earthly floor.It was a complete black void with the exception of The Death Eaters.They still surrounded Holly and they were laughing at her. Yes,laughing at the helpless, weak, worthless wreck she had become. Nobodylaughed harder than Bellatrix however; she continued to do so whilegrabbing her hair and lifting her up to her face."Holly Potter, what a pathetic little crybaby you are."Holly managed to spit in Bellatrix's face, which made The Death Eatereven angrier, if you.