Daphne Greengrass pushed some stray tendrils out of her eyes, and stared at herself intently in the mirror. Her hair was perfect; her makeup was flawless. She looked gourgous. But she frowned. She was going to a party tonight and by all rights she should be in her element, but she wasn't feeling right. She didn't feel like she wanted to go out with people. People who knew her great shame and humiliation. She sighed and pasted a perfectly fake smile on her face. "You are Daphne Greengrass, for Merlin's sake!" she talked to herself in the mirror. "Act like you are a Greengrass! Act like you are Daphne fucking Greengrass!"

With one final, hard look, in the mirror at herself, she turned away to grab her cloak to floo to the party. Draco's letter had come last minute, but she knew she couldn't pass up the chance to reimberse herself in the wizarding society. And a Draco Malfoy party was the perfect way to make a production. With a perfectly timed enterance, a gourgeous dress, and stunning attitude, there was no way she'd go unnoticed. She glanced down at her clingy, green cocktail dress and smiled. She knew most guys wouldn't be able to ignore her in this dress. It clung to her perfectly, showing off every curve and her small waist. Her long blond hair was pefectly strightened and stragicly placed to cascade over her shoulders, but not hiding her slender, white shoulders.

She looked gourgous; she only wished she felt that way. With her smile pasted in place, she threw a bit of the floo powder into the fire. Before stepping in and as a last thought, she grabbed her wand from her purse, pointed to herself, and said a spell to repell the ash from ruining her dress. Stepping into the green fire, she said clearly, "Malfoy Manor."

Her flat disappeared and the luxorious Malfoy Manor's enterance hall appeared before her. The room was full of mingling couples and a few single people, wandering around the large, spacious room. As she stepped out of the fire, she pushed a few more strands of hair away from her face and into place as she scanned the room for a familiar face.

"Daphne!" a loud, arrogant voice called from the door leading to the kitchen. Draco Malfoy with his obviously pregnant wife, Ginny, by his side was walking towards her. When he reached her, he unceremoniously pulled her into an akward hug. "Where's Micheal?"

Daphne cleared her throat quickl to hide her embarrassment. "I don't know nor do I really care," she said with diginity.

Ginny reached out and patted her hand sympathically, but she pulled it away, uncomfortable with the contact from someone who was basically a stranger to her. Draco looked at her with concern, but knew she had the Slytherin pride and didn't show sympathy or really show a respond to her announcement.

"So, how are you?" Daphne asked quickly to change to the subject.

"Fine, thank you," Ginny said sympathically, but politely.

Draco, on the other hand, seemed to have forgotten her announcement and grinned arrogantly. "I'm doing great," he said reaching out and patting Ginny's growing stomach. "And soon I'll be proud father of a son."

"Might be a daughter," Ginny inserted.

Daphne smiled. Seeing a man standing across the room she began to ignore the proud couple and began to observe him. She knew she had seen the man before, but couldn't place how she knew him. He was so handsome it took her breath away. His slightly long, blond hair was in perfect place, but his eyes are what knew her. His eyes were an intense brown, but she couldn't tell anymore from the distance. She felt a strong urge to just go over and introduce herself. But a Greengrass always got the introductions without having to make the first move.

Pulling her head from her slightly obsessive thoughts, she interupted the couple, "Who is that?" She nodded toward the man, noticing for the first time he was talking to Cho Chang.

"Who?" Ginny asked trying to follow her glaze through the crowded room. Draco looked around, but couldn't quite figure out who she was staring at.

"The man who is talking to Cho," Daphne clarified, nodding towards them again.

"Oh!" Ginny exclaimed. "That's Zacharias Smith." Ginny made a slight face. "I only invited him because he's friends with Micheal who I thought you were bringing."

Ignoring the uncomfortable subject of Micheal, Daphne continued without thinking, "I've never met him before. Not offically."

Draco was quite oblivious to her hint, but Ginny caught on as most women would. "I could introduce the two of you."

Daphne smiled geniunely for the first time that night. "I'd love that."