Chapter 1: Forced laughter and Fake smiles.

Draco Malfoy sat on a couch in the far back room of the Potter home. Reluctantly invited through his son, he sat, and still drinking the glass of Fire Whiskey he had an hour ago. These parties weren't fun anymore since the death of his wife five years ago. But his son was happy being here with his girlfriend, so Draco sat and waited to be freed of the Potter and Weasley home. His eyes lazily scanned the room around him, not surprised at most that he saw. Until he saw a girl, about sixteen, walk toward the bar and swig a shot down faster than he had in the entire night. He raised an eyebrow, and sighed, and decided to investigate. Draco moved closer to the bar, and gained a closer look. Short, black, hair along with a pale white body, in a black silk dress again took another shot, placing the glass down with a loud thud.

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Lily Potter hated family parties. It was mainly for her father and mother to gloat about all they have gotten in their 'rough' lives. They had rough childhoods, but since the ages of seventeen, they had it easier than life itself. So, the raven haired girl walked over to the bar away from the entire wild group she called her family. Lily downed one shot, and sighed lightly. She watched her cousin, Rose, happily talking with her boyfriend, Scorpius, next to her brother, James, and his girlfriend, Eloisa. Even her brother Albus was sitting with his girlfriend, Lila. Lily had been allowed to date from an early age, but not many boys courted her. It wasn't like she a horrible person or something like that. The main reason is because she was The Boy Who Lived's little princess, and no one wanted to deal with breaking her heart. Plus, meeting the parents would probably be a very scary situation for any guy. So here she was, standing by the bar, taking another shot, harder than the first. The glass hit the table quickly, and she heard a voice from behind her.

"Aren't you a little young to be drinking?"

Lily turned around to face Draco Malfoy, her cousin's boyfriend's father. She had always looked up to the older Malfoy, along with feeling a bit upset since the death of his late wife. She turned around to face Draco, and grabbed another glass, smiling.

"My parents don't really care that I drink as long as I don't embarrass myself when I do." Lily said, moving the glass up to look at the rich caramel color of the Fire Whiskey. She set the glass down, and leaned on the bar, still looking at the eldest Malfoy.

"And you, Mr. Malfoy? Enjoying your drink as well, or can I set you up with a new one?" She asked politely as possible, a warm smile on her lips.

She had always had a thing for Draco Malfoy. Even when she was little, she was caught writing his name on a piece of paper as soon as she could write. As she got older, she realized that it was just a school girl crush, and that he was old enough to be her father. But now as she stood near him, smelling the rich cologne he wore, butterflies reached her stomach. Their eyes met, and she quickly looked away, smiling.

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Draco smiled at the youngest Potter child. Lily had always been said to be a fiery girl, full of life and reckless behavior. Some of her pranks she had set up were good enough to challenge those of her uncles, George and Fred. As she turned toward him, her beautiful green eyes met his. She had her grandmother of the same name's eyes. The eyes that caused a man he looked up to in his sixth year fall desperately in love with the other Lily. The only difference between the two is the hair color.

"Well, Miss Potter, I won't mind another. I think my glass is a little too empty at this point." Draco said, throwing his head back to finish off the rest of the drink in hand. He set it back down near Lily, and let her fill up his glass again. Draco raised her glass toward the girl, and smirked a little.

"Happy Christmas, Miss Potter." He said, and finished the glass in a second. The two set down the glasses together. A light airy sound filled the room, and Draco turned around to see that music was playing and dancing was starting. He turned back to the girl, still smirking.

"Would you like to dance?" He said, turning his hand out towards her.

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Lily smiled as Draco answered her, and filled up his glass happily. She never knew the man to be a heavy drinker, but tonight was a holiday, and like it's said anything could happen. She raised her glass with his as he toasted toward her.

"And a Happy Christmas to you as well, Mister Malfoy." Lily said, and finished her glass at the same time as the older gentleman. As they set down their glasses together, a loud noise of the glass hitting the wood slightly made Lily jump, causing her to giggle. Soon the music also filled her ears, and she saw people dancing. Lily was a little shocked to hear that Draco Malfoy wanted to dance with her, but a small happy thrill rushed through her as soon as the question was spoken.

"I would love too." She said, placing her hand in his palm. The two walked toward the dancing hall, and smiled at each other. Again their eyes met, but instead of looking away, Lily locked onto his gaze. She placed her hand on his shoulder, as Draco placed his hand on her waist. The two joined hands again, and started waltzing to the music.

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The music filled the room as Draco locked his eyes with Lily's. The two moved around the room, smiling and swaying to the music. The song was over in a few minutes, but it seemed like it lasted hours for the two. In those few minutes of staring into each other's eyes, it seemed like they knew so much about each other. As the music ended, the two released each other slowly and it seemed almost painful. Draco bowed toward Lily as she curtsied toward him, and again their eyes met. One look was all it took. Lily pulled Draco towards her quickly enough to whisper,

"Meet me in the hall closet in ten minutes,"

And pulled away from him, moving away to talk to her mother and aunt, but not before looking back at him, and smiling. Draco smiled back to her, and winked, before leaving the dance floor, and walking back to the couch he had been sitting on before Lily caught his attention.