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Jean wasn't sure how he was feeling as he'd descended the final few steps to the Great Hall. Excitement at seeing Victoire's dress and enjoying a night with her was surely at the top, but he also felt a pang of sadness as he recalled the many sweet memories that had come out of this ball for him. Gruffly reminding himself to get it together, Jean waited by the entrance for Victoire. He'd been busy just before the ball, so he'd used the much closer Head student lounge to get ready. Besides, while walking with his girlfriend was always fun - he enjoyed being near her at every opportunity- there really was nothing like watching her descend the steps at the Yule ball. He wanted to find a way to permanently stick that memory in his brain forever.
It was with great anticipation that he waited for her, though he made every effort to appear casual as he stood with his hands in his suit pocket, a quick bounce on the balls of his feet every few moments. As usual, Victoire had refused to give him a hint about the dress, and he'd even considered offering one of the first years on his team a few galleons to spy and report back, but that would've involved revealing an interest in Victoire he wasn't supposed to have. To the world, they were just friends, best friends by this point surely. And they were, but they were much, much more than that. Jean had made one of the ultimate mistakes in his family: he'd fallen in love with a muggleborn. And now he didn't know what else to do but enjoy it... and protect it.
It was with great anticipation that he waited for her, though he made every effort to appear casual as he stood with his hands in his suit pocket, a quick bounce on the balls of his feet every few moments. As usual, Victoire had refused to give him a hint about the dress, and he'd even considered offering one of the first years on his team a few galleons to spy and report back, but that would've involved revealing an interest in Victoire he wasn't supposed to have. To the world, they were just friends, best friends by this point surely. And they were, but they were much, much more than that. Jean had made one of the ultimate mistakes in his family: he'd fallen in love with a muggleborn. And now he didn't know what else to do but enjoy it... and protect it.