I saw dust mites hover and float around the page. They tickled my face making it very hard to concentrate. The scent of a Beauxbatons student filled my nostrils as one walked behind me. I hated having multiple schools here. It made more chaos around the school than ever. People are excited for the Twiwizard tournament and now added to the list of catastrophes is the event called the Yule Ball. I heard Madison skip down the hall I prepared for her presence. She took her seat by my side and I took my eyes from the book and to her happy and excited face.

"I'm going to the Yule ball with a boy from Durmstrang!" She squealed.

I was confused. "What's his name?"

She shook her head. "His name is Peter something, I don't know."

"Your going to the Yule ball with someone you don't even know?"

"Yes. Oh please don't lecture me. He is gorgeous!" She gushed.

I sighed and shook my head. "Okay. But be careful. God knows what might happen."

She then skipped away from the desk and out of the library. I know I should be jealous that I haven't been asked once. Well I didn't want to go but it would of been nice to at least of gotten an invite. I turned back to my book contemplating whether to read Romeo and Juliet on the night or read Wuthering Heights. Either way, books would defiantly be my only company. The dance was a few nights away, there was no way I was going to be asked now. Warm hand covered my own and shut my book. I looked up my breath got caught in my throat.

"I highly doubt you have an escort to the Yule Ball."

His breath made my face warm and I breathed him in, not being able to stop myself.

"I'm not going."

Knowing Malfoy was going to pester me if I didn't get away I hugged my book to my chest and walked away. His hand was on my arm and he twirled me around to face him.

"Go with me."

It struck me as strange as the Slytherin Prince didn't in fact have a date already.

"I don't want to go."

My voice betrayed me. I knew my shocked facial expressions did also. He smirked and my emotions went wild. He reached for the book that was pressed to my chest. He shook his head seeing it was an old fashioned book. he threw it on the floor which made me angry. I love it.

"Why did you do that?" I asked looking away.

I went to go and get it but he held me back. He is beginning to get annoying. It's a good job this corridor is empty, I was going to kill him soon if he pushed me.

"I want your full attention." He pressed me to him.

I gulped hard when his neck was within reach and it was oh so tempting.

"So are you going with me or not?"

This was not at all fair. I am in this very vulnerable position, my hormones taking over my body. He is in a very dangerous position which makes me feel better. I couldn't speak in fear of exposing myself so I shyly nodded which made him smirk bigger. Dear oh dear. This isn't going to end well. I pushed him away from me using my hand, the look on his face read that he was astonished I had escaped so easily. Turning my back to him as I bent down to pick up my now wet book. Why did it have to land in a puddle below the leaking window? I felt giddy and happy as I walked back to the library. I had no idea why.

"Oh Amethyst you don't realise how lucky you are!" Madison screeched.

No i couldn't. I couldn't recall why I had said yes in the first place and why I felt pleasure at the thought of having our bodies pressed together in a slow dance. What is happening to this dreaded place?

"You're going with a handsome OLDER boy from Durmstrang. You are luckier than me."

Speaking of age when was my time going to be up. My father stopped aging when he was 30. My mother was 25. My brother has recently stopped aging at the age of 20. I had asked him what it felt like and how you knew you had stopped. He told me that when I stopped I would know. It sent me restless. I researched everywhere about vampires. I looked in the school library and also in muggle libraries. There was information in muggle libraries, but all stupid and tiring stuff like garlic and stakes through the heart, stereotypes like that.

"Yes but this is Draco Malfoy! He is gorgeous."

I defiantly couldn't argue that he wasn't gorgeous but he isn't exactly Prince Charming and i wasn't exactly the gorgeous normal Princess. It was a match, sort of. I could never be with a human, it was like a lizard and a crocodile. It just couldn't be. I know people say that love concurs all, but if one of you wants to kill the other one. That surely is an exception.

"I suppose." I sighed.

She took that a message that I didn't want to talk anymore and turned back to her notes. I looked up to whatever Professor Snape was writing on the board. This lesson was painful, the horrible silence's that he ordered and the unnecessary rules that followed. Snape was a great head of house and a great teacher all together but he can be overpowering. I breathed a sigh of relief when the lesson was over.

"When will you get your dress?" Madison smiled.

I groaned in horror. I spent most of my money on extra blood. As the year progressed and I was getting stronger I needed more blood than Hagrit could provide me. There was only one option left, but I knew it was hard. I would have to write to my mother. Beg her not to tell my father what I wanted and what was happening and ask her to buy me a ball gown.

Crystal opened her beak obediently as I slipped he the letter to my mother. I knew it was on the top of my parents list on things I was going to be punished for but with Malfoy forcing me, I had no choice in the matter. I hope they would get the letter in time and hopefully send me a gown back to me in time. Though I would like an excuse not to go. I put my head in my hands as I realised deep inside that I was looking forward to the night. Was I starting to like Draco Malfoy? It seemed highly logical given he is gorgeous through the eyes of students and he has the most glorious smelling blood ever. And also because I was picturing my dream ball gown in my head.

I hope my mother understood my needs.

It had been 2 days and still no word from my mother. I was beginning to get worried. The ball was tomorrow night and it was already beginning to get dark. I was conjuring up excuses not to go with Draco when I caught his scent. I felt his hand on my arm, groaning quietly I turned around to face him.

"What colour is your dress?" He asked.

Yes hello to you too. Why did he want to know? The question was apparently written on my face because he answered it.

"My mother wants to know. So she knows what kind of dress robes will go best."

I felt pleasure go through me when I discovered his mother knew about me.

"I-I don't know." I stuttered.

He let go of my arm and looked at me in a weird way, like I had two heads, which how a lot of girls looked at me when I told them I was going with Draco himself.

"You're strange." His mouth turned upwards into a small grin.

"Well she is going to have to guess then."

I was slightly alarmed when caught my arm again and leaned forward. Spearing me the fear of his finding out about my strange growing teeth he only kissed me on the cheek not on the lips. Seeing my alarmed face, thinking it was shocked happiness he smirked and walked away in his sexy strut. Jesus. Now I was finding him attractive? Something is wrong with me. I walked down the remainder of the hall way getting stared at by all the girls, with jealously written all over their faces. I even caught jealous glances from Griffindors. What the hell..?

When I entered the common room all was silent. I had already heard all the whispering from outside the door. Their faces gave them away as I passed them all and their eyes followed me up the stairs. When I was out of sight and when they thought I couldn't hear their conspicuous whispering carried on. I slowly opened the door. I saw Madison jigging on her bed with excitement. I looked from her to the large box that lay on my own and Crystal stood on my bedpost a piece of paper between her beak.

"A package came for you."

How did my owl manage to do that? Carry a box from one side of England to another. My question was answered.

"A first year brought it up here, and then minutes later your owl appeared at the window."

I stared at the box as if it was going to explode before my eyes. I slowly walked over to Crystal. She squawked when I took the letter from her beak. My hands shaking slightly I managed to open and read the letter.

To our dearest daughter,

Your father, as predicted isn't at all happy. I managed to get you a dress after assuring your father. I hope you have a great time dear. But please, please be careful.

Love. Mother.

I dropped the letter on my bed with mixed emotions. I was delighted, the ball was in two nights so they had sent it in time but now I had no choice to go and I had no excuse not to go now.

"Well open the package. I'm dying here." Madison said.

I untied the black ribbon and slipped the lid off it. "Jesus..." I breathed.

It was a royal blue colour, no straps. I was scared to touch it in fear that I would ruin it's beauty. The fabric was pure silk. The touch of the silk between my fingers made me smile. I lifted it out of the box and heard Madison gasp. It reached below my pale knee and it would show off my assets brilliantly, the dress was tight fitting. Clearly this showed that my Father knew boys needs as well as Mother knew my needs. The thought of boys needs embarrassed me. Is that what Draco Malfoy wanted?

"It's beautiful." Madison pointed out the obvious.

I held it up my body and looked into the mirror. I smiled at my reflection. I pictured myself with my hair up and my dark blue eye shadow on my eye lids. I shook my head, I can't believe I'm becoming vain.

"I don't know who is luckier. You or Draco!" She touched my dress.

I looked up and I noticed the smugness written on my face but this time I didn't try to hide it. The Yule Ball was going to be a perfect night for me I wouldn't let my vampire needs get in the way, or anything else get in the way for that matter. Madison yawning caught my attention and brought me back into reality. She then mumbled something about going to sleep. I had folded my dress back into the box, but failing trying to do it carefully. I mentally slapped myself, I am a witch. When I had used my magic to put it in the box most of the girls had made their way in the dorm noisily.

I was unbelievably tired. Although it is winter the whiteness of the snow reflects the sunlight and makes it more blinding. I couldn't step foot outside. It hurt too much. While I sat in my bed stroking Crystal I was thinking about sending Draco a little letter quickly to his dorm that I had received my dress and it was blue. Or was it too late? Making up my mind I reached under my bed and ripped a page out of my book and writing to Draco. When I was folding the parchment I hesitated when I placed my feet on the floor.

The girls around me stirred in their now deep sleep. I opened the door slowly causing it to squeak. I cursed under my breath and tip toed up the steps to the boys dorms. When I got the cold metal door I bent down and made sure that the side that said Draco faced up, then taking a breath I slid it under the door. The loud chatting and laughing came to a halt and I held my breath in fear of being caught. I heard footsteps and I knew instantly from his hear beat that it was Draco.

I heard the sound of ripping paper and that was when I chose to run the steps and back in the girls dorms.