Dramione|Yule Ball 1994
“Why would she wear green? Don’t get me wrong, she looks bloody great but out of all the colours, she picks green.” Ron remarked, his eyes locked on to a certain brunette. He watched –memorized as she twirled elegantly; ultimately catching unwanted attention.
“I don’t think she chose it mate.” Harry answered, a sigh falling from his lips.
“Then who do you think ch-“
“Who do you think Weasley?” an all too familiar voice said.
Draco Malfoy stood there, his gaze travelling towards the popular Muggle-born. His eyes sparked with admiration as he quietly observed. Hermione must of felt his stare, as he soon found his eyes connecting with hers. She nervously patted her emerald attire, making his attention go back to her clothing. Yes, green was definitely her colour; his favourite shade.