Isabella kept a smile on her face as she promised her mum she would, even though right now all she wanted to do was curl up into a ball, but for her dad she would continue smiling.

"You look breathtaking," Leo Finnigan said as he wrapped an arm around Isabella's waist. She smiled thankfully at him.

Truth be told she did look pretty fantastic, the dress she was wearing was dusty pick, halter neck, it was fitted until it reached her hips where it flared out until it reached her knees, just below her bust there was a hot pink sash. It was a nice dress.

"Thanks Leo," Isabella said quietly, Leo looked at her before turning towards Emmett and Callie.

"New flavour of the month?" He asked nodding in their direction.

"I dunno, he brought her back from Australia," Isabella said indifferently, Leo didn't believe it for a second.

"Wanna make him jealous?" Leo asked with a wink. Isabella laughed loudly, Leo was such a flirt.

"You'll be the first I call if ever I need to make anyone jealous," Isabella said as Emily walked towards the pair, she was hand in hand with a tall brown haired boy, Hugo.

"Happy Birthday Bella," Hugo said kissing Isabella's cheek.

"Thanks Hugo," Isabella said smiling at him. "I would have expected to see Rose around, I haven't seen her yet."

Hugo cringed.

"She's been with that Creevey kid," Hugo said looking towards the very far corner where Isabella had not thought to look; when she did she had rather wished she hadn't. Creevey had his tongue down Rose's throat; if Ron caught him them… well let's not go into that.

"Nice. Well at least some one is having fun," Isabella said. Emily nudged her.

"You're not letting Emmett's girlfriend get to you, right?" Emily said a bit peeved. "You are prettier, and smarter then her, seriously, she ain't that bright. Plus, we all know Emmett's got a thing for you." Emily said, Isabella flushed crimson.

"Apparently not enough," Isabella muttered, Emily looked sadly at her friend before glaring at Emmett, he was being rude, he hadn't talked to anyone but Callie all night, and it was getting Isabella down on her birthday, if she could get away with it Emily would have cursed the boy into next week.

"She's just a slut, and she'll be gone by Friday," Emily said confidently, Leo smirked at her.

"You are such a bitch," Leo said with a laugh.

"You know you love it," Emily replied with a wink.

"So what are you guys talking about then?" A familiar voice said appearing beside Isabella, why did he have to talk to them now?

"Just gossiping Emmett, do you expect much else when Emily is around?" Isabella said with a smile.

"Of course, everyone knows that Emily Davis is the biggest gossip in Europe," Emmett said grinning at Emily, who smiled nastily back, Emmett seemed quite taken aback by this. "I was only kidding Davis, not need to get pissed."

"Whatever Malfoy," Emily said nastily, Isabella cringed and was grateful when Hugo swept her up into his arms and away from them; Callie was beside Emmett looking slightly confused.

"I thought you said she was a friend of yours?" Callie whispered to Emmett nervously.

"Emily is just acting up, drama queen," Isabella said a little too innocently, Leo rolled his eyes, Callie looked unsure and Emmett looked pissed.

"So when is the crap going to stop?" Emmett asked annoyed. "Emily is not a drama queen and you've been offish all night."

"Come on Emmett, it's Izzy's birthday, no arguments," Leo said calmly. Emmett raised an eyebrow at Leo before stalking off with Callie.

"Mum I'm fine!" Isabella hissed as Hermione pulled her towards the cake that needed cutting.

"You didn't even smile when we brought the cake out, your dad was a little hurt by that, he thinks we should have gotten a bigger cake," Hermione informed her, Isabella rolled her eyes at her mother, exaggerating much? Well actually probably not, but still. Moody teen and all.

"That didn't go so well," Isabella said with a sigh as she downed her glass of champagne. "Actually a hurricane destroying the house, and everyone dying a painful death probably would have been better."

"You're being very negative about it all. I'm pretty sure Leo was enjoying himself," Emily said wickedly.

"Leo likes to watch the bitchiness. God! I can't believe he brought his girlfriend. I hope she realises by the end of the month it will be over," Isabella said, more cattily then she would if it were any of Emmett other girlfriends. This is probably because he brought her over from Australia. The champagne probably didn't help.

Emily eyed her pityingly. She saw it, everyone saw it, Emmett was getting serious. You don't just bring a girlfriend over from half way around the world if it's just a fling.

"You're right babe; anyway, you're still single, right? Have a bit of fun, live a little," Emily suggested smirking.

"What would dear Hugo be saying if he heard you talking like that?" Isabella shot at her friend, her own smirk plastered on.

"Oh, he's heard, well, encouraged worse from me," Emily's absolutely devilish smile told Isabella she really didn't want to know to what she was referring, and left it at that.

Isabella sighed, and placed her glass on the counter, when her dad walked up to her.

"Emily, why don't you take Isabella out for the night?" Harry suggested, smiling at his daughter. Isabella nearly choked. "It's her seventeenth birthday, and she's been hauled up in this fancy do all evening, and I think she could do with a different setting."

Emily was practically dancing on the spot as Isabella was absolutely floored.

"Nothing illegal, but the summer house is free," Harry said, he raised an eyebrow at his daughter and her best friend.

"Are you kidding me?" Isabella asked eventually.

Harry laughed.

"No, go on, it's your birthday, have fun," There was a loud squealing noise and suddenly his daughter had latched herself around his neck, and kissed his cheek. He couldn't help but laugh, she was so outstandingly happy.

"THANK YOU!" Isabella screamed, before grabbing Emily's hand in her own and dashing out of the room. "I won't be back tonight; I'm staying at Emily's!"

Harry nodded his head, walking in the opposite direction, back towards the library, Where he was sure he'd find him wife, he knew well enough that Isabella would not be staying at Emily's, and yet he couldn't bring himself to be too worried, because she was a sensible girl, and after all, it was her birthday.