Hogwarts, morning before the Yule Ball..
Hermione woke up that morning feeling her heart beat too fast for her liking, of course that the fact that her old enemy and new admire Draco Malfoy had invited her to the Yule Ball had nothing to do with it. She knew her friends weren't loving the idea
of it, but for the first time in years, she wanted to be selfish. Harry was going with Cho (which she hated), and Ron was bringing Lavender (no coments needed). She thought with herself why the three of them picked pairs that the friends hated, in
this case, she still won, because it seemed that the only person the boys could hate more than Malfoy, was his father.
One of the house elfs, (that normally stayed in the kitchen and runaway of her, specially if she wanted to talk about S.P.E.W), tapped her shoulder and starting to say with an apology, that someone asked her to bring "Missus Gramione" a gift, she thanked
the house elf that left only seconds after, and walked to thebathroom leaving the giftin her bed.
After a long and revigorating shower, she walked to her bed and opened the fancy looking box, suddenly curious about it. She took outa beautiful gauze and satin pink and lilac dress, and she was delighted with what she saw. She rushed to put it
on and she couldn't stop looking in the mirror,feeling sobeautiful. While the top would embrace her chest, making it look a bit bigger, the skirt will fell into layers of very thin and smooth gauze, with different shades of pink,
and a very delicate black belt, like a princess in one of her favorite muggle fairytales. Downon the box, layed a white parchment embroidered with the malfoy crest in an emerald green:
"I don't tolerate delays, I needed to make sure you would be dressed properly, don't wait too long to start to get ready, you need to look pretty to be my company. I love how you look in pink, why haven't you sent me an owl the whole day today? I'm not saying I missed you, just wondering if you still alive.
D.
She didn't understood how her stomach seemed to have butterflies fippling inside, or how could Draco be so rude and kind of sweet at the same time, and after finish what she thought to be the 10th time reading it, she smiled to herself and knew, that
going to the ball with Draco Malfoy, was the best decision she made. Hewas brilliant, smart and full of pride, and although he could be a full time bastard if he wanted...She had found her perfect match.