This is my first fanfiction, sorry for spelling mistakes English is my second language :) you should know that I will not use a lot of time describe clothes because I don`t think that is so important. And I also don`t know how many people still read Harry Potter fanfiction but I do hope that if there is someone who dose read it that they will like it. :)

CHAPTER 1

The ball room was full of light and people dancing around. But the most beautiful of them all would be the young princess who was standing on top of the balcony watching over the party, that was hold in her honor. It was the young girl`s birthday and her parents and grandmother had decided to hold a masquerade party was fitting for the girls 18th birthday.

A sight left her pink lips as she watch over the ball. She had never been one for balls even if she was a princess. Her brown eyes eyed the dancing couples on the dance floor. The woman in their beautiful gowns dancing gracefully over the floor with their partners.

Her thoughts were broken away when she heard the familiar sound of knocking from the Huffman's cane. The music stopped and everyone in the crowd below her turned to see who it was "I preset to you Princess Hermione Rosalie Jane Riddle the second" the strong voice could be heard in every corner of the large ballroom. She rolled her brown eyes under the black and silver mask that covered her eyes and a little of her nose. It was in big contrast from her ivory colored skin, she began moving down the stairs. Her blue and silver princess dress moving around her legs. Head hold up high she looked around the room for a familiar face even though she knew none of her friends would be here and one of the reasons would be that she never told them who she really was, well everyone accept her best friend. However, she had told him he could come tomorrow instead since they both knew this wasn`t really her kind of party.

Her silver heels hit the floor and her father moved towards her to have the first dance. He bowed his head and gave her his hand. She took it and as they moved to the dance floor, the music started and the ball was again in full swing.

A blond boy was standing in one of the corners in the ballroom hidden from everybody at the party. His silvery eyes where focused on the princess dancing from guy to guy, he narrowed his eyes as he got another look at the girls face. There was something familiar with her face but he could not see it well enough from where he was standing.

Slowly he started to move toward the dance floor or more accurate the young princess on it. "May I cut in?" his voice sounded hoarse from not being used that night, her bright brown eyes locked with his silvery ones, her eyes where warm and he felt like he had seen those same brown eyes somewhere else but he could not pinpoint where. Her partner a short brown haired boy kissed her hand before he nodded to the silvery-eyed man and left.

She`s beautiful he thought as he bowed his head to her, and as he saw her give her own courtesy back he let a small smile grace is lips. He took her and led her in to a waltz. Her ivory skin felt smooth against his own pale one, he looked up on to her smiling face, it seemed to light up the room. A smirk formed on his lips as he noticed her watching him with an intense look in her eyes, a blush formed on her cheeks as she turned her head to the side in hope that her curls would hide her embarrassment of being caught staring. However, there was something familiar with his silver eyes and almost platinum blond hair but his black mask hid most of his face so she could not see his face clear enough to know where she might have met him.

They danced gracefully over the dance floor, never taking their eyes of each other. "You look beautiful, princess," he whispered in her ear, he felt a shiver run through her when his lips touched her ear. "You don`t look bad yourself Mr. …" She looked up on him waiting for him to say his name "Malfoy, Draco Malfoy".

The music stopped and he kissed her hand before looking up in her brown eyes "It was a pleasure dancing with you, Miss Riddle" he smirked down on her. "The pleasure is all mine Mr. Malfoy, I do hope we meet again soon" a coy smirk formed on her lips as she said this, as if she knew they would soon meet.

And they would.