"Draco, Draco, I'm so glad you were able to make it!" Shouted one of the biggest nuicences of his entire life. Pansy Parkinson was running his way, dressed completely in green, with her chesnut hair pulled back tightly.

"Hello, Pansy," He replied with a small sigh. He couldn't help but think that she was one of the many reasons his life was such a wreck. She was constantly inviting him to her bloody purblood-only parties, and was the only one who even talked to him without whispering behind his back anyway, which was probably the reason she did invite him to everything she possibly could.

"Are you enjoying yourself?" She asked with a chirp in her voice.

Okay, now was his chance, he could just tell her the truth and leave, or lie and suffer through another one of her drawling rants about the latest gossip.
"Actually-"

"Excuse me miss Parkinson but my sister Daphne has requested your presence." said a smooth, bored voice.

My head snapped over to the person who had interrupted me, and I was about to retort. Her back was to me, but when she turned and I saw her face my mouth clamped shut. I had to admit, she was stunning. Her dark hair was up elegantly with a few loose curls around her face, and her golden gown matched her gleaming hazel eyes perfectly. I gave a quick glance at Pansy, who just stood there dumbly.

"...Oh...alright," She said quietly with a small wave in my general direction as she descended to the dance floor.
We stood there for a while, and she looked just about as bored as I did.

"Please don't take this personally, but I quite dislike your girlfriend there," Said the girl without eye contact, breaking the akward silence.

"I don't blame you, I wouldn't be here if I had the choice...and she's not my girlfriend...I'd rather jump off the astronomy tower before I let that happen." I quickly replied with my usual venomous tone. Most people would've just left after that, not wanting to stick around with the anti-social prick I was usually interperated as, especially not someone as 'classy' as herself.

"Just be sure to bring my sister down with you."

This surprised me, but we both had a good laugh at our dark humor.

"So you're sisters with Daphne huh? Then you must be Astoria right?" I asked casually.

"Unfortunately."

I nodded, to be honest I didn't quite remember Daphne, she was just another loud-mouthed bimbo who worshipped Pansy like a goddess.

"She's having a wedding soon, and I just so happened to be lucky enough to place as her maid of honor." She said with a roll of her eyes.

"Tori, Tori! come dance with us!"

"What a coincidence." Astoria mumbled while glaring daggers at her somewhat drunken sister, who was shouting hysterically.
Daphne came bouncing over, grinning. Her blonde hair flailed behind her back and she almost tripped over her long blue dress.

"Oh, you're Draco aren't you! You HAVE to come to our wedding!"

"I wou-"

"Come on, silly! Lets dance!"
And before I could even register what happened, Daphne had whisked Astoria away to the dance floor and I was left alone once more. He didn't mind, of course, he was used to being alone. All of his old Slytherin friends had ditched him after what had happened only a few months earlier and Lord Voldemort had fallen. If Voldemort had had a grave, he would've spit on it. He blamed everything, all of his faults, all of the flaws that had happened with his family, everything. Even the few things that weren't his fault, in Draco's mind they were. He was lucky he didn't wind up in Azkaban himself following that evil prick.

"Excuse me! Pardon me! Out of my way, Blaise!"

"Oh merlin..." I muttered. Pansy was pushing through the crowded dance floor, her eyes locked on me. It was a slow song now, and I knew she wanted to dance. Immediately, I abandoned my drink on a nearby table and headed for the nearest exit. Looking back, I could see Pansy closing in on me, and not long after she had me cornered.

"Draco! You will dance with me, right?"

"Sorry Pansy, but-"

"It's been so long since the last time we danced together! Oh, I missed you so much! I missed our dances so much! I missed us, so much! Oh Draco, you know I've been so lonely without y-"

"I do not want to dance with you!" I finally snapped.

She paused, looking as though I had just stabbed her through the heart.

"Oh Draco, don't joke so seriously like that, I almost believed you!" She said with a nervous chuckle.

"That wasn't a joke."

"Draco, quit being ridiculous! Have you forgotten what we had back in school?" She pleaded while grabbing the cuff of my shirt.

"Hogwarts, is not something I wish to remember."

She paused, before letting go of my cuff and standing back. She looked me in my and tried to look tough, although she was obviously on the brink of tears.

"...Is it Astoria? Is that it?" She finally replied.

"Astoria? I just met her today! We talked for about 2 seconds before that bubbly git dragged her off!"

"Draco Malfoy! We Went to the Yule Ball together!"

I left soon after she said this, trying to get as far away as possible from the area Pansy and I had our little arguement. Eventually I found myself right where I was standing before, my gaze scanning everybody out on the dancefloor. As much as I wanted to leave, my mother would be furious if I came home early. She had said to me time and time again that these parties were the only way we could ever get back on track in pureblood society. Father had just narrowly escaped Azkaban, so now it was apparently up to me to keep in touch with anybody who had even a speck of importance.

I sighed, unable to find the person I was looking for. So I stood there, away from everyone else. Soon I found a small doorway that looked like it led out to a balcony. I highly doubted anyone would be out there, so I ended up wandering outside into the balcony. Surprisingly, I found the person I was looking for.

"Hey,"

"Hey," Astoria said coolly with a small smile.

"Managed to escape your sister, I see."

"Somehow. To be honest, I didn't even want to come here in the first place."

"Me neither. Pansy can be so bloody annoying."

"...Look, if you don't want to go to Daphne's wedding, don't go. No matter how much she pressures you, I doubt she'll notice you even being gone."

"Nah, mother would kill me if I didn't go to as many possible pureblooded events as possible."

"Hmm, that's a shame."

"Do you not want me to go?"

"No, no that's not it at all, you just didn't seem too thrilled about this party, and a wedding reception is going to be much longer."

"It won't be so bad if I had you to talk to," I was serious when I said this, and was a bit surprised to hear her laugh, most pureblooded girls had a huge ego.

"You don't mean that." She said with a shy smile.

"No really, it's true." I hope I sounded more so persuasive then sarcastic.

"We'll. you're not so bad yourself." She replied with a devious glint in her eyes.

"Well then I'll see you at the wedding." With that I walked away, still sensing her gaze on me. I looked back and smiled when I saw her quickly look away.
On his way outside, he saw Pansy sobbing on Daphne's shoulder and smiled. Today, was not a terrible day.