The Winter Ball was coming up. Students were asking each other out left and a right. Everywhere Celeste turned, a student would be asking another student to attend the ball with them.

Dances and Valentine's Day was a jackpot for Celeste. There was so much love in the air, she was basically feeding off of it like a leech.

"Are you going to ask anyone to the ball, Namjoon?" Celeste asked as she sat down next to him in the library.

He suddenly seemed frigid. "No!" he exclaimed.

"Shh!" the librarian angrily shushed.

Celeste chuckled. "You seem very eager about that. It's alright, Namjoon. You don't have to tell me anything."

Namjoon fidgeted with the ends of his robes. "Celeste, do you want to go to the ball with me?"

Celeste froze, the book in her hand balancing on the spine. Her face was clearly astonished. "Okay," she responded.

Namjoon clearly wouldn't let anything happen to her - if there was any danger. She knew he was a very respectful gentleman - to women, of course. When he was around the Marauders, he was just as dirty as them.

Namjoon felt a huge weight lifted from his chest, allowing his heart to now pump properly. He had a smile on his face as he stared at the table.

Celeste chuckled, seeing how he was in a euphoric state of mind. "Namjoon?" she asked. "You alright?"

"Yeah," he replied, looking up at her. "I think I'm great."

Celeste laughed loudly, earning a shush from the librarian. She began to walk out the library. "I'll see you in the common room, Namjoon."