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Go out from the castle has never been easier: there is no one around, they are all in Great Hall now converted into a ballroom, where come out sounds of small talk, music and laughter.

Ellemir strolls in the garden, refusing to dwell on the sense of loneliness that has crept into the heart. She still has a bit of time before to get down to work and just wants to enjoy herself the evening, at least a little.

The sky is studded with stars, the moon illuminates with soft light the lawn, the trees and the castle nearby, some small nocturnal animal makes hear its voice.

Almost without realizing it, Ellemir closes her eyes and begins to move with sinuous and graceful movements, following the rhythm of distant music and forgetting everything that surrounds her, even that she can be seen by anyone who goes out through the big door of Hogwarts.

This is the show that happens to see, totally unprepared, to a quite bored George, who gets out of the Great Hall in the garden to get some fresh air and to spend some time.

Came out, he breathes deeply and rubs his neck wearily, thinking how he will have to stay at the Ball before he can get away without appearing rude.

A bit at a time his eyes adjust to the darkness surrounding... and suddenly his heart skips a beat.

'But what the hell...' starts thinking, then he remains speechless, in contemplation of the wonderful show of Ellemir dancing on the lawn in the moonlight.

The face of the girl is lying, half smile is hovering on her full lips, her eyes are closed. She looks like a wood nymph and George, before his brain resumes normal operation and prevents him, takes a few steps towards her, attracted like a magnet. He does not want to disturb her dance, but only stay a bit closer to admire better.

Maybe he makes a noise , or maybe just his magnetic presence acts as an alarm clock: when George is a few steps from her, Ellemir opens her eyes and stops, obviously surprised to find him there. Surprised and happy.

For a moment Ellemir does not know what to do. Then, thanks to the magic of the full moon and of the distant music, before her rational side is able to win, approaches, reaches out to him the right hand as a sign of invitation and feels herself to tell him with a whisper:

"Dance with me."

The surprise that she reads on the face of George acts as a cold shower. Ashamed furiously , immediately she withdraws her hand and muttering under her breath a "Sorry, I should not do it", moves away towards the castle in quick steps ...

A strong hand closes gently on hers, stopping her escape and the next moment Ellemir is between the strong arms of George, who begins to lead her in a languid and no end dance, to the tune of the sweet song that comes from the castle.

The time for both stops and the reality around them disappears. No longer exists Hogwarts or the students, disappear the ghosts of the past and the dark clouds that threaten the present. There are only George and Ellemir, and no one else.

Thoughts go out and there are only feelings.

Closed in George's arms, leaning upon his balanced and strong body, for the first time in her life Ellemir feels to be in the right place,  that finally she came home. A feeling of great peace pervades her heart.

Imperceptibly narrows a little closer to him and, at the same time, feels that he does the same and with the left hand begins to caress gently her back.

In Ellemir's soul, borns certainty that what she is experiencing at that moment is shared by him. Raises her head. Their eyes meet, silent communication channel between two souls who, in the most unthinkable moment of their existence, they found one another the completion of their being. The universe ends there, in that silent dialogue that makes unnecessary explanations and words.

A light breeze rises from the woods nearby, and a lock of curly silky brown hair falls over Ellemir's eyes . Gently, the George takes away it with a finger and then, with light touch, continues to follow the lines of her face, as if he wanted to impress them indelibly in the minds, his eyes always chained to hers. Then he lifts her chin, he bends and their lips meet in a long, sweet kiss, needed and desired as fresh water in the desert.
They kiss for a time that seems endless, with the background music of the castle, and as their mouths are explored one another without being able to be satisfied, in their hearts takes root the certainty to finally be arrived in a safe haven, despite being departed from opposite corners of the world.

Suddenly the music stops. The spell is broken. Closing his eyes, George breaks away from Ellemir,  feeling a sense of emptiness. Even without looking at her, he knows that for Ellemir is the same. They remain for a while in that way: embraced, with their eyes closed and their foreheads which touches one another, almost fearing that, without having no more physical contact, they would not be able even to stand.

" I have to go back ," whispers George "I do not want you to be the subject of other malicious gossip, there are already enough..." and, caressing her face, he moves away from her. Then he looks at her for a long moment . It seems he wants to add something , but then reconsiders. After a last caress, he turns and walks toward the castle.

Ellemir looks away still dreamy, fighting the sense of absolute vacuum that is feeling.

It takes several minutes to return to normal thinking and, even when it has now recovered all her faculties, a deep joy warms the heart.

After what has happened, what is waiting a few hours from now, acquires even more sense.

With renewed determination, Elemir returns in the Castle, to rest a bit before starting.

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George returns to Hogwarts, but not goes back in the Great Hall. As he went away from Ellemir and from her bewitching power, it makes its way within him a sense of guilt increasingly heavy for what just happened.

Like a robot, reaches the Point of Fred. He leans against the wall and closes his eyes strongly, his hands clenched into fists.

" Forgive me, Fred ... I can not stay away from her ... " he thinks convulsively "I know I should not, but she entered the blood and I am not able to get away from her..."

He glides to the ground and takes his head in his hands while keeps repeating "forgive me ... forgive me ... " and not knowing what to do to deal with it.

Suddenly, came from who knows where, is formed in his brain a phrase that instantly silences his conscience.

'She is not Bellatrix, brother.'

And in his heart, finally, he gets a bit of peace.