As Marlene stood in front of her mirror, she looked back at herself; she didn't really recognize who was staring back at her. It was her, but dressed up with makeup on. Yet, she did one last swirl to herself, and looked down to see her flowery yellow dress spinning. As she attempted to walk down the stairs into the common room, she thought to herself, Honestly , who would want to wear heels every day, this is literally killing me!
But all of her thoughts on murdering the creator of high heels immediately went straight out the window, as she looked up to see her date smiling at her as she clumsily failed to get down stairs.
An instant grin spread across her face as she looked across at her breathtaking date, who was also wearing a yellow dress, so they were matching. How she managed to get into the Gryffindor common room was a mystery. But it was most likely James, he loves that sort of sappy romance, practically breathes it at this point.
''How did I end up so lucky, to have you as my girlfriend?'' Marlene asked, as she wrapped her arms around Dorcas, lifting her up off the ground in a twirl.
''Because you're cute'' Dorcas exclaimed, then proceeded to boop her on the nose to back up her case.
''Oh, so nothing to do with my amazing personality or quidditch skills?'' Marlene replied, with a smirk glued on her lips.
''Oh, absolutely not. You're just SO boring, and not even that good at quidditch frankly'' Dorcas said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Marlene then reacted to Dorcas by raising her hand to her forehead and pretending to faint into her arms from hurt. Marlene peaked open one eye to look up at Dorcas, just to see her roll her eyes, with a small smile tugging on the corners of her lips. But honestly how did I end up with someone as gorgeous and funny as you, for my girlfriend? Marlene quietly thought to herself as they made their way down to the great hall, ready for what the night might lie ahead.