At the break of dawn (гет)

He didn’t feel like dancing, he would much rather observe.
He only danced one other dance with Pansy, as she stubbornly clung to his side, pouting the whole time and whining about how unfair it was that they didn’t dance. He was annoyed but danced with her, nonetheless. Just to shut her up.
Flashes of blue at the centre of the dancefloor and sunkissed skin.
As soon as possible he ditched Pansy, leaving her with her friends. He spent his time stalking the room, creeping along the walls, and seeing flashes of blue and a brilliant smile.
An unknown emotion rolled around his stomach. He was angry but at the same time sad. And he saw flashes of blue and caramel eyes with gold flecks sparkling in the torchlight.
He stood by some students from Dumstrang, only half listening to their conversation about pretty French girls.
And there were flashes of blue and the sound of a clear and pretty laughter..
 
So, I absolutely suck at summaries! Please forgive this horrible attempt. I hope you will give this fic a chance anyway.