Yule Ball Dress Harry Potter Novels & Stories

This is going to be the first ball that I'm throwing as a luna, and I've been obsessing over it for a couple of weeks. I don't know why the feeling of not being good enough always threatens to wear me down, but I thank the goddess that I have Harry now. He's always here to slap some sense back into me—literally, of course, not figuratively. I adjust my neck jewellery and thread my fingers through the lace of my dark blue, shimmering gown. The sleeves are long, and it comes with a deep v-neck that's netted. The gown lengthens to my ankles. It's fitted from the knee above, then it's a bit free downward due to the slit at the front.

"Mudbloods? What are we, in Harry Potter?" "Don't joke! These Manhattan trust-fund wives will slice you to pieces with a look," Chloe insisted, marching past me and ripping open the closet doors. She began shoving my blazers aside until she found a dress near the back; a deep emerald-green silk mid-length dress with a subtle cowl neck and an asymmetrical hem. It was elegant, high-class, but lacked the corporate aura that was my signature charm "This. Wear this. Let them see the waistline, girl."

"Well? Make a choice." Ivy eyed the dresses, each one looking more expensive than the last. She could feel his gaze on her, waiting. With a quiet breath, she reached for the simplest one—but Harry snatched a different gown from the pile. "This one," he said, holding up a sleek, midnight-blue dress. "Short. Fitted and Perfect." Ivy's fingers curled at her sides, but she bit back a response. There was no point arguing. Not with him. Something in Ivy snapped.

Poppy shouted as there had been no movement since Maddy had left, slowly the door opened and out walked Aurora in the most gorgeous dress that was ever seen, Poppy’s mouth fell open whilst Aurora walked towards the large mirror to admire the dress in all its glory. There she was looking at herself in the giant mirror that took up the whole of the wall, she couldn’t believe that she looked so beautiful, she always thought herself pretty plain but in this dress she didn’t or couldn’t she was being so torn in her own head right now. She was gently stroking down the soft material of the dress that was hugging her slender frame, it was a corset sweetheart neckline showing of all her curves and pu

Everyone always has a limit. I get back to looking at the dresses and in the end, I settle for a purple one. In my whole life as a werewolf, it is the most beautiful dress I have seen. It is a ball gown that has some layers and the large round thing that makes the dress look puffy like all those Disney princesses. There are amethyst stones embedded in every stitch. It is so beautiful that I almost imagine myself as a Disney princess when I imagine what I will look like when I wear it.

The Moore Winter Ball is one of their biggest social events of the year and I know the dress code, so I get to work on ordering myself a dress fitting from Dior for this afternoon. I ask Mr. Moore for the afternoon off for the dress fitting and he was all too fine with it, happy that I’m putting thought into my dress for the Winter Ball. Three hours later and I’ve fallen in love with a burgundy off-the-shoulder embroidered ball gown with a modest v-neck and Swarovski crystals decorating the princess neckline. Nothing wow, but it looks beautiful.

I think it would be fun. She smiles. "It's going to be like a yule ball. We are going to make the magic of Harry Potter come alive. We are going to have ice sculptures, fake snow and twinkling lights hung on the walls and ceiling, creating a night sky effect just like in the Great Hall." "Sounds interesting." I said, nodding my head in approval. I would really like to challenge my skills with a task like that.

-Katherine- My parents had prepared a truly grand ball, creating a wonderful evening filled with lords and ladies. The streets were alive with celebration, and the lights sparkled brighter than ever throughout the entire city. I hadn’t expected such a warm welcome, but I was thrilled to be embraced with so much love. As I entered the ballroom, the crowd turned to me, clapping and greeting me as I made my way to my parents. I wore a dark green dress adorned with golden spirals, complemented by a small crown atop my head. My long, wavy red hair cascaded down my back. This time, I felt good entering the ballroom. I felt welcomed.

Marissa laughed, “Yes, those two do snore quite loud.” Jenna nodded, and Marissa went to the closet in the room. She opened the door and pulled out a simple red dress. “You can wear this today, and I will help you get ready tonight again. The ball is going to be quite the ordeal. Yale’s sister is returning home. It's her coming-of-age ball.” Jenna smiled, “What’s a coming-of-age ball?” she asked. Marissa smiled, “When a dragon turns 100, they can find their mate. So, it’s a ball to show off Princess Adleigh becoming of age.”