Well this is my first fan ficcy!!! It may be a little slow in starting off,
but I assure, the plot is one of my best!
***Dignity***
Chapter one
Selena woke with a start. She didn't know what had broken her sedate state so abruptly, but felt wide-awake and alert.
She pulled back her thick, feathered blanket, and tiptoed across the room. The pale moonlight filtered through the thin curtains, making a dappled pattern on the walls and floor. She drew back the curtains, exposing the full moon, which hung isolated in the starless sky. Its light flooded the room and as she opened the double windows, a chill breeze entered. It rippled her flowing nightgown, and softly blew her long hair back from her shoulders. Sitting on the wide window ledge, she extended her long legs out in front of her. She looked out to the darkness which enveloped the land beyond the moon's reach, then shifted her gaze upward to the glowing sphere. She had always seen such beauty in the moon, and thought it of particular majesty when it was at its fullest. Her eyelids started to feel heavy again, so she closed the window, slipped back into bed and dreamt about flying past the luminous orb.
'Miss Selina, Miss Selina!' a voice squeaked. Milly, the family house elf was tugging at Selina's blanket, eyes fully of worry. 'Mistress has been calling you for over ten minutes now! Quick, you must hurry, or bad Milly will get scolded again!' 'Yes, alright,' Selina yawned as she rolled out of bed. Her mother hated it when she slept in. Milly scuttled out of her room and closed the door. Selina stretched and looked out the window: a light fog covered the land of the estate, hiding its green hills, dense forest and flowing streams. The Galladens owned a large house on this land which was centuries old, and had been lived in and passed down through all their generations. They owned a substantial fortune, and were considered quite respectable in the wizarding world. They were in fact, well known throughout the general British Wizarding community, as Selina's father was descended from 'Galladen the Gallant'.
'SELINAAAA!!' Selina slipped on her slippers and rushed out of her room, down the long hall, past Milly (nearly knocking her over) down the polished wooden staircase and into the dining room.
'What took you so long, I called you over twenty minutes ago!!' Selina's mother, or Mrs Galladen, as she was more commonly known, was standing in front of the dining table, tapping the toe of a pointed bat skin boot impatiently. 'And you're not even dressed! Have you forgotten that we're going to buy your gown for the ball today??'
It had completely slipped Selina's mind. When she was younger she had always been so excited and looked forward to the balls that her parents insisted she attend. She loved dressing up in the beautiful gowns her mother bought for her, and wearing elegant shoes to match. She delighted in the dancing and socializing too. But this time around, the novelty just didn't seem to be there. Maybe it would closer to the night.
'Well don't just stand there, eat! Quickly!' Selina ate as fast as the steaming porridge would allow, and then quickly went back up to her room to change. She went to tie her hair back, but thought better of it, and left her long red locks free.
She grabbed her maroon cloak and met her mother at the door. 'Change your cloak, the dark green one complements your hair better,' Mrs Galladen snapped. Selina turned to go back up to her room. 'Oh come here, we have to get going,' Mrs Galladen sighed irritably, taking out her wand. 'Accio green cloak!' she shouted, and Selina's cloak flew down the stair and into her hands. She shoved it roughly to Selina and beckoned for her to follow.
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The streets of Perigon Alley were adorned with clothing shops galore. From 'Bertha's Bewitching Boutique' to the very odd 'Mable's Muggle Apparel', it was impossible to go there and not spend a single galleon. Her mother dragged her into countless shops (the most up market ones of course) but, to Selina's annoyance, she kept on forcing her to try on lacy outfits, with overly puffy sleeves. 'For goodness sake mum, I'm fifteen, not a little girl anymore! I would like to choose something myself for once.' Mrs Galladen doubtfully agreed, but declared firmly that she wouldn't buy anything she didn't approve of. Selina sighed. It was a start.
This time Selina dragged her reluctant mother into the shops, and started trying on garments that were more to her taste. She tried on a beautiful long, flowing dress of light gold silk, but her mother didn't agree to it. 'Makes you look too pale,' she said, pushing her out of the shop and into another one. As soon as they entered the store, a plump, rosy cheeked shop assistant came bustling over. She wore shockingly bright robes of vivid yellow, and her hair- well- Selina thought a niffler had crawled onto her head and died. 'Mrs Galladen! How wonderful to see you again. And is this your young daughter?' she looked over to Selina, 'My, she is a pretty girl. You'll be hard pressed finding a dress that won't look good on her, I can tell you that!' Selina blushed, and pretended to be interested in a bright pink dress behind her. As her mother and the shop assistant talked about new season colours and fashions, Selina wandered off and started looking around the shop. She picked out a couple of dresses which she liked the look of, and took them to the change rooms to try on.
The first one was lavender purple with a low back, but it somehow just didn't seem right. But the next one looked amazing. It was a long black gown which shone with a deep maroon in the light. It had a split up the left side, which revealed just the right amount of leg. It toned well with her hair and made her look much older, and more sophisticated.
'Have you got in on yet dear?' the shop assistant's cheery voice called.
'Yes,' Selina replied with suppressed excitement.
The assistant popped her rosy face into the dressing room. 'Oh my.....that looks ravishing on you my sweet, superb! You look beautiful, stylish, and very desirable...the men, I mean boys, will be after you like-'
'SELINA!'
'Go girl, show your mother!'
Selina quickly made her way out into the shop. When her Mrs Galladen saw her, she nearly fell off her chair. She quickly regained her composure and pretended not to be startled.
'Well..erm...well it's-'
At that moment a tall, slim blonde woman entered the shop, who had the look on her face of someone who had just caught whiff of a bad smell.
'Narcissa, how nice to see you!' Mrs Galladen said quickly looking over to the woman.
'Likewise, Priscella,' the woman replied coolly. She looked over to Selina. 'And your daughter, Sabrina is it??
'It's-
'Its Selina.' her mother cut in abruptly, before Selina could answer.
'Oh, my mistake.'
Darn right, Selina thought to herself. 'So, shopping for the Montues' Ball, I presume?' Narcissa said airily. 'Yes, well only for Selina's gown, I bought mine from 'Madam Melain's' just last week,' Mrs Galladen said proudly. 'Oh really? Well I'm getting my gown tailor made for this particular ball,' Narcissa said, emphasizing the 'tailor made' part. 'I'm just shopping for accessories today.' Mrs Galladen seemed taken aback. 'Oh..how..nice,' she said, forcing a false smile. Narcissa focused her gaze back on Selina. 'So you've chosen your gown?' she said, eyebrows slightly raised and looking down at her. Mrs Galladen noticed this, and quickly said, 'Oh no, certainly not. Go get changed!' she snapped at Selina.
Selina obediently left, forcing herself not to cry. But one dejected tear made its way out, and rolled down her cheek. She suddenly became angry at her mother, that stupid Narcissa woman, and especially herself, for ever thinking that she looked good in that stupid dress. She angrily pulled it off, and threw it into a pile in the corner of the dressing room.
'Pssst'
The assistant had popped her head in the change room. 'Don't you worry bout that Malfoy lady sweetheart,' she said 'She's only jealous that she could never look as good as you did in that dress.' Selina laughed half heartedly. Her mother would never buy it now. ' Here, I got you another dress. I'm not supposed to be selling this yet, its only just come in, but I know you'll look simply stunning in it,' She said, handing her the dress. Selina didn't even bother looking at it as she put it on, positive that her mother would now insist on choosing her gown. The assistant tied up the back of the dress for her, and motioned for her to look in the mirror. Selina doubtfully looked up at her reflection. The gown was simply exquisite.
It was strapless, made of the loveliest soft, flowing material of pale pastel green, which fell softly to floor level. The assistant took out her wand and pointed it at Selina's hair, which pulled itself into a loose bun. Then she saw that the back of the dress crisscrossed up with two silver threads. The hem of the dress had silver beading all the way around. Selina smiled. 'I'll take it.'
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Well what do you think so far??? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! I would be most grateful ( ~*Fernie*~
***Dignity***
Chapter one
Selena woke with a start. She didn't know what had broken her sedate state so abruptly, but felt wide-awake and alert.
She pulled back her thick, feathered blanket, and tiptoed across the room. The pale moonlight filtered through the thin curtains, making a dappled pattern on the walls and floor. She drew back the curtains, exposing the full moon, which hung isolated in the starless sky. Its light flooded the room and as she opened the double windows, a chill breeze entered. It rippled her flowing nightgown, and softly blew her long hair back from her shoulders. Sitting on the wide window ledge, she extended her long legs out in front of her. She looked out to the darkness which enveloped the land beyond the moon's reach, then shifted her gaze upward to the glowing sphere. She had always seen such beauty in the moon, and thought it of particular majesty when it was at its fullest. Her eyelids started to feel heavy again, so she closed the window, slipped back into bed and dreamt about flying past the luminous orb.
'Miss Selina, Miss Selina!' a voice squeaked. Milly, the family house elf was tugging at Selina's blanket, eyes fully of worry. 'Mistress has been calling you for over ten minutes now! Quick, you must hurry, or bad Milly will get scolded again!' 'Yes, alright,' Selina yawned as she rolled out of bed. Her mother hated it when she slept in. Milly scuttled out of her room and closed the door. Selina stretched and looked out the window: a light fog covered the land of the estate, hiding its green hills, dense forest and flowing streams. The Galladens owned a large house on this land which was centuries old, and had been lived in and passed down through all their generations. They owned a substantial fortune, and were considered quite respectable in the wizarding world. They were in fact, well known throughout the general British Wizarding community, as Selina's father was descended from 'Galladen the Gallant'.
'SELINAAAA!!' Selina slipped on her slippers and rushed out of her room, down the long hall, past Milly (nearly knocking her over) down the polished wooden staircase and into the dining room.
'What took you so long, I called you over twenty minutes ago!!' Selina's mother, or Mrs Galladen, as she was more commonly known, was standing in front of the dining table, tapping the toe of a pointed bat skin boot impatiently. 'And you're not even dressed! Have you forgotten that we're going to buy your gown for the ball today??'
It had completely slipped Selina's mind. When she was younger she had always been so excited and looked forward to the balls that her parents insisted she attend. She loved dressing up in the beautiful gowns her mother bought for her, and wearing elegant shoes to match. She delighted in the dancing and socializing too. But this time around, the novelty just didn't seem to be there. Maybe it would closer to the night.
'Well don't just stand there, eat! Quickly!' Selina ate as fast as the steaming porridge would allow, and then quickly went back up to her room to change. She went to tie her hair back, but thought better of it, and left her long red locks free.
She grabbed her maroon cloak and met her mother at the door. 'Change your cloak, the dark green one complements your hair better,' Mrs Galladen snapped. Selina turned to go back up to her room. 'Oh come here, we have to get going,' Mrs Galladen sighed irritably, taking out her wand. 'Accio green cloak!' she shouted, and Selina's cloak flew down the stair and into her hands. She shoved it roughly to Selina and beckoned for her to follow.
***
The streets of Perigon Alley were adorned with clothing shops galore. From 'Bertha's Bewitching Boutique' to the very odd 'Mable's Muggle Apparel', it was impossible to go there and not spend a single galleon. Her mother dragged her into countless shops (the most up market ones of course) but, to Selina's annoyance, she kept on forcing her to try on lacy outfits, with overly puffy sleeves. 'For goodness sake mum, I'm fifteen, not a little girl anymore! I would like to choose something myself for once.' Mrs Galladen doubtfully agreed, but declared firmly that she wouldn't buy anything she didn't approve of. Selina sighed. It was a start.
This time Selina dragged her reluctant mother into the shops, and started trying on garments that were more to her taste. She tried on a beautiful long, flowing dress of light gold silk, but her mother didn't agree to it. 'Makes you look too pale,' she said, pushing her out of the shop and into another one. As soon as they entered the store, a plump, rosy cheeked shop assistant came bustling over. She wore shockingly bright robes of vivid yellow, and her hair- well- Selina thought a niffler had crawled onto her head and died. 'Mrs Galladen! How wonderful to see you again. And is this your young daughter?' she looked over to Selina, 'My, she is a pretty girl. You'll be hard pressed finding a dress that won't look good on her, I can tell you that!' Selina blushed, and pretended to be interested in a bright pink dress behind her. As her mother and the shop assistant talked about new season colours and fashions, Selina wandered off and started looking around the shop. She picked out a couple of dresses which she liked the look of, and took them to the change rooms to try on.
The first one was lavender purple with a low back, but it somehow just didn't seem right. But the next one looked amazing. It was a long black gown which shone with a deep maroon in the light. It had a split up the left side, which revealed just the right amount of leg. It toned well with her hair and made her look much older, and more sophisticated.
'Have you got in on yet dear?' the shop assistant's cheery voice called.
'Yes,' Selina replied with suppressed excitement.
The assistant popped her rosy face into the dressing room. 'Oh my.....that looks ravishing on you my sweet, superb! You look beautiful, stylish, and very desirable...the men, I mean boys, will be after you like-'
'SELINA!'
'Go girl, show your mother!'
Selina quickly made her way out into the shop. When her Mrs Galladen saw her, she nearly fell off her chair. She quickly regained her composure and pretended not to be startled.
'Well..erm...well it's-'
At that moment a tall, slim blonde woman entered the shop, who had the look on her face of someone who had just caught whiff of a bad smell.
'Narcissa, how nice to see you!' Mrs Galladen said quickly looking over to the woman.
'Likewise, Priscella,' the woman replied coolly. She looked over to Selina. 'And your daughter, Sabrina is it??
'It's-
'Its Selina.' her mother cut in abruptly, before Selina could answer.
'Oh, my mistake.'
Darn right, Selina thought to herself. 'So, shopping for the Montues' Ball, I presume?' Narcissa said airily. 'Yes, well only for Selina's gown, I bought mine from 'Madam Melain's' just last week,' Mrs Galladen said proudly. 'Oh really? Well I'm getting my gown tailor made for this particular ball,' Narcissa said, emphasizing the 'tailor made' part. 'I'm just shopping for accessories today.' Mrs Galladen seemed taken aback. 'Oh..how..nice,' she said, forcing a false smile. Narcissa focused her gaze back on Selina. 'So you've chosen your gown?' she said, eyebrows slightly raised and looking down at her. Mrs Galladen noticed this, and quickly said, 'Oh no, certainly not. Go get changed!' she snapped at Selina.
Selina obediently left, forcing herself not to cry. But one dejected tear made its way out, and rolled down her cheek. She suddenly became angry at her mother, that stupid Narcissa woman, and especially herself, for ever thinking that she looked good in that stupid dress. She angrily pulled it off, and threw it into a pile in the corner of the dressing room.
'Pssst'
The assistant had popped her head in the change room. 'Don't you worry bout that Malfoy lady sweetheart,' she said 'She's only jealous that she could never look as good as you did in that dress.' Selina laughed half heartedly. Her mother would never buy it now. ' Here, I got you another dress. I'm not supposed to be selling this yet, its only just come in, but I know you'll look simply stunning in it,' She said, handing her the dress. Selina didn't even bother looking at it as she put it on, positive that her mother would now insist on choosing her gown. The assistant tied up the back of the dress for her, and motioned for her to look in the mirror. Selina doubtfully looked up at her reflection. The gown was simply exquisite.
It was strapless, made of the loveliest soft, flowing material of pale pastel green, which fell softly to floor level. The assistant took out her wand and pointed it at Selina's hair, which pulled itself into a loose bun. Then she saw that the back of the dress crisscrossed up with two silver threads. The hem of the dress had silver beading all the way around. Selina smiled. 'I'll take it.'
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Well what do you think so far??? PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!!!!! I would be most grateful ( ~*Fernie*~