Bess smiled smugly, lifting her nose just a bit to accept his offer. She was certainly glad to have a boyfriend that was ready and willing to attend these events, even if he did end up being the bigger attraction at the party. Maybe it was a good thing that her ego had been deflated a bit; Hogwarts Bess would not have been able to accept the lack of attention.
She pressed her chin to her shoulder in a flirty manner as he led her to the dance floor, and Bess slung her hands loosely around Fabian's neck. Where was she, last Halloween? Sitting in her little flat with Sadie, not even giving out candy to trick-or-treaters. No, all she had the patience for was to leave a bucket of candy outside her door (and that got stolen by some hooligans). And now? Well. She was at a ball, with the boyfriend she was living with, and on Monday she would be back to work at the Ministry.
Really, you couldn't have a better year than that. There had been bumps and literal bruises, but---Bess was just glad that she'd made it.
"I'm glad you asked me to the ball," she said with a quirk of her lips, recalling the prompt she'd given Fabian in her journal.
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