Chapter 5 The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

The Great Hall looked like something from a Hawaiian resort on the night of the Yule Ball which acted as a nice contrast to the blizzard which had started up a few days prior.

There was a happy buzz amongst the students as they mingled and danced on the floor or sampled one of Silver's non-alcoholic tropical drinks.

"You mix cocktails, you DJ… Is there anything you haven't done?" Sirius asked as he sipped his own virgin mojito.

"Hey after 25 years of world travels you pick up a few skills," Silver explained. "Say, where's our son? I thought Alden was coming with Roslyn."

Outside, Alden stood with his hands shoved into the pockets of his cutoff jean shorts which paired nicely with the blue Hawaiian shirt and sandals he wore. Checking the time, he was about to go up to Gryffindor Tower to check on Roslyn when she came down with Brooke. Alden smiled when he saw their outfits. Brooke wore a one piece bathing suit in purple with a blue wrap tied around her waist. Roslyn wore a blue suit with a purple wrap.

Brooke smiled down at Alden. "So do we look like—"

"—twins tonight?" Roslyn finished, smiling as well.

Alden laughed as Roslyn slowly made her way down the stairs. She felt for him and he held out his hand. "I was beginning to think I was being stood up," he said, kissing her hand.

"Never, Alden," Roslyn said, giving her red ponytail a swish. "Shall we?"

"Absolutely," Alden replied and they walked into the hall just as Silver turned on another round of music.

'I don't know what I was thinkin'

Till I was thinkin' of you

I don't remember a thing

Before I opened my eyes and

You came into view

'I don't know what I was doin'

When there was nothing to do

Must have been waitin' for someone, baby

Now I can see I was waitin' for you

Alden put his hands around Roslyn's waist and his fingertips brushed bare skin. Roslyn smiled as she put her arms around his neck. "Do you ever feel," Roslyn asked, listening to the music. "—that we were made to be together?"

"Every day of my life," Alden replied as Roslyn laid her head on his shoulder.

'I'd give up my sight just to see you

I'd beg, I would borrow and steal

Cut off my hands just to touch you

And tear out my heart

So you'd know how I feel

There's nowhere that I wouldn't follow

And nothing that I wouldn't do

'Cause I wouldn't want to be me

If I didn't have you'

It was a wonderful, magical night. Alden danced with Roslyn almost all night except when the two of them grabbed a table for a quick bite before going back onto the dance floor. Brooke danced with a few guys, but mostly she was content to stand to the side and watch her sister.

It still didn't seem fair that Roslyn got all the attention while Brooke was cast aside, but thinking on it, it made sense now. Brooke was good on her own. She loved to study and she was quick to learn and remember things. Roslyn had an even better memory, but since she couldn't see it made things more difficult.

As the clocks chimed 11, Silver announced the last song of the evening.

Alden held Roslyn gently as the music started to play.

'Some day, when I'm awfully low,
When the world is cold,
I will feel a glow just thinking of you
And the way you look tonight'

'You're lovely, with your smile so warm
And your cheeks so soft,
There is nothing for me but to love you,
And the way you look tonight'

Roslyn felt so happy as she slowly danced with Alden, her head resting on his shoulder. It seemed as if there was nothing standing between them… no hurdle they had to jump over… Roslyn lifted her head up and reached up to touch Alden's cheek. She'd never get to see his face… but somehow she knew he'd always be there. He always had. Every time she'd been down or frustrated because of her disability, Alden had been right there. It was comforting, just like his arms around her right now… tonight… as they shared one more dance.

'With each word your tenderness grows,
Tearing my fear apart...
And that laugh that wrinkles your nose,
It touches my foolish heart.

'Lovely ... never, ever change.
Keep that breathless charm.
Won't you please arrange it?
Cause I love you ... just the way you look tonight'


On Christmas morning, it was hard to see anything outside due to the massive amounts of snow on the ground. A white mound was the only thing that identified Hagrid's hut.

But while outside was cold and snowy, inside Hogwarts castle good cheer warmed the hearts and bodies of the students and staff.

On the 7th floor, in the Room of Requirement, the Potter Family, plus extended members gathered around to open presents. Couches were gathered around a beautiful Christmas tree and soft music was playing.

Mallory handed over rolled family drawings to her parents and grandparents.

Hermione and Ron gave everyone matching scarves and socks.

Silver—and Sirius—had made up special music mixes for everyone which were connected to charms. "They're like… magical MP3 players," Silver said before explaining what she was talking about.

Finally, it came to Alden's gift for Roslyn. "Brooke, Mom, Dad, and I made this for you," Alden said, handing over a photo album. "It's, uh… got… the pictures are charmed. All you have to do is touch them and you'll… you'll be able to see the pictures."

Roslyn looked confused, but when her hand touched a picture from the previous night, she gasped as she saw herself and Alden dancing. "I don't believe it…" She frowned. "Alden, you look hideous. Why the bloody hell am I dating you?"

"What?!" Alden said, turning to his parents. "Mum, what pictures did you use?!"

"Alden, I'm joking," Roslyn said, taking his hand. "I never realized you were so handsome."

"I know it's not really fair," Alden said. "But I thought… you should see your family."

Roslyn hugged her boyfriend and kissed him. "Thank you. It isn't the same as having my sight back, but… it's nice to see what my family looks like."


"It occurred to me," Draco said as he leaned on the doorframe of Mallory's classroom. "That we never got to dance together last night."

Mallory looked up from the papers she was organizing and saw Draco's sexy smile. "You're right," she said, giving a seductive smile of her own.

Draco straightened up and walked into the room, pulling out his wand and giving it a flick so that music filled the air.


"Been raiding Silver's music collection?" Mallory asked as Draco pulled her to her feet.

"What can I say?" Draco said, grinning. "Country music grows on you after a while."

Wrapped in Draco's arms, Mallory felt secure and safe. They danced to the music and Draco marveled at how Mallory had pulled him back from the brink of destruction so many times.

She had saved him… from himself… his family… and the evil he'd been ingrained with.

Now all Draco wanted was to be a loving husband to his wife and the best father to his son and daughter who were staying with Molly Weasley during the school year.

'It's hard lovin' a man that's got a gypsy soul
I don't know how you do it, I'm not sure how you know
The perfect thing to say to save me from myself
You're the angel that believes in me like nobody else
And I thank God you do'

"I love you, Mallory," Draco said as they danced. "I love you… and our children… more than anything else in the world."

Mallory smiled. "I love you, too. And I'm glad that you finally realize that you do deserve this life and this happiness."

"I guess money can't buy happiness," Draco replied, pensively.

"I never needed it, wanted it, or asked for it," Mallory said, kissing her husband. "All I need is you, our kids, and your love for me."

'I know I don't tell you nearly enough
That I couldn't live one day without your love

'When I'm a ship tossed around on the waves
Up on a high wire that's ready to break
When I've had just about all I can take
Baby you, baby you save me

'When I'm a bullet shot out of a gun
When I'm a firecracker coming undone
When I'm a fugitive ready to run, all wild-eyed and crazy
No matter where my reckless soul takes me
Baby you save me'


"Just so you know," Roslyn said when she finally tracked Brooke to the owlery. "—I don't blame you for my crash during that broom flight."

Brooke turned, surprised to see Roslyn standing there. "How did you find me?"

"This has been your place to come and think since we were 5," Roslyn replied, shrugging as she tapped her way over to her sister. "The crash wasn't your fault."

"I was responsible for you, Roslyn. I'm the sighted one. I should have…"

"And I'm the blind, reckless one," Roslyn said, smirking. "I got cocky. It's that simple."

"So… you don't blame me?" Brooke asked as she leaned against one of the windows.

"No. Actually, I wanted to thank you. I don't think I got to say that," Roslyn replied. "What about you and Dad? I heard he was royally pissed at you."

"I promised not to get you into anything reckless," Brooke said, shrugging. "Grandpa James managed to get Dad to cool down."

"That's good. Oh, and I also wanted to thank you for the photo album," Roslyn added. "It means a lot that you helped."

"Hey, we have our arguments… but you're my sister and my best friend. I love you."

"I love you too," Roslyn said. "Now can we please get out of here? It's freezing!"