Harry had just joined Susan Bones and her Great-aunt Amelia, when the opening strains of the supper waltz played. "Susan may I have this dance?" He asked knowing that would make Susan and her Aunt his supper partners.
Blushing she nodded and they took to the floor. After a moment they both started to talk at the same time. Then stopped. Harry acting the gentleman said, "You first."
"You're a very good dancer."
"Only for the waltz I'm afraid. My Aunt insisted I learn it when I was seven. I expect I'll learn more when I'm older though."
"You're also not what I expected."
"What do you mean? I'm not the personification of godlike abilities and heroic perfection the books make me out to be, or I'm not the evil dark lord in training that my sorting is sure to indicate?"
Susan giggled a little. "Both I guess."
"Alas you found me out, I stand before you Harry Potter, normal boy."
She giggled again.
"So how do like school Susan?" That topic carried them through the end of the dance. And Harry cheerfully led Susan and her Great-aunt in to supper where they joined the Corners, the Davies and the Ogdens at a table.
As supper came to an end Amelia Bones came to the conclusion that Harry was very much his parents' child. Outwardly like James including the charm but minus James' more unattractive traits, with Lily's eyes and intelligence. Of course she admitted to herself after hearing what he said about the Malfoys from Rufus she was predisposed to liking him. She was pleasantly surprised when Harry had listened to the dinner conversation asked pertinent questions, but mostly he just listened and judging by the intensity in his expression learned as much as he could about the Wizengamot and the Ministries workings.
As the dancing resumed Harry resumed his circulation and he ran across Dumbledore and McGonagall discussing something.
"Albus are you sure we should be keeping it in the castle?"
"I promised Nicholas I would keep it safe, plus with the protections you and the others have placed I'm sure it's quite safe. I'll be putting another in place soon as well."
"I still say you should tell Mr. Flammel to find someplace else."
Harry was about to step away before they noticed him, when the strains of a waltz began to play.' Figures I've set a precedent and if I don't follow it it will be noticed'. So he took the remaining five steps to bring him in front of Professor McGonagall, "Professor may I have this dance?"
She eyed him coldly but said, "See you don't step on my toes."
"I've had no complaints so far, ma'am."
They danced quietly for a few minutes before the Professor said, "Have you finished your holiday homework?"
"Yes ma'am. I found Waffling's Magical Theory lacking in insight in the specifics of transfiguration. You have said we must picture the change we wish to make but do you mean we should be picturing the changes down to the cellular level or even down to the atomic level?"
"The essence."
"Right… the essence." Harry decided a change of subject was necessary. "So are you enjoying the ball?
"It makes for a pleasant change."
"Your robes become you nicely."
"Now you sound like your father trying to turn me up sweet."
"Do I? I don't remember my father at all."
"Mr. Potter I don't know what you're getting at. But I must say I don't approve of the way you encourage Mr. Longbottom to associate with you."
"Mr. Longbottom is my friend and my godbrother. If you have a problem with that I suggest you get over it because you can't change it."
"Yes, well he isn't accepted in my house because of it. It would be different if you were a Gryffindor."
"Yes Professor, I'm sure it would be."
"What do you mean by that?
"Your house madam, takes after its head."
"How dare you take that tone with me?"
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