I try to enjoy myself. I really do, but every time I see her, she's smiling at Krum. I watch her to see if she looks for me. If she does, that's when I will make my move. Another song by The Weird Sister's ends and Krum whispers in her ear then leaves the dance floor. Pansy pushes me toward her, so I approach. I'm within an arms length, just close enough to smell her perfume, vanilla cherry, when she heads towards Potter and the Weasel sitting on their arses.