I dress for the occasion. I flat-iron my unruly curls until they are perfectly straight and silky. I put on my dark skinny jeans that stretch over my thin waist like
elastic rubber. I choose a long yellow sweater like cardigan top and black ballet flats. I have to admit I'm excited. I haven't been able to have dinner with a
boy since my dad left. The thought made me want to laugh and cry at the same time. My father was Acoro Noël the second. He just up and left one evening
while I was eleven. Being young some cant remember it, but I remembered every small detail. The way he kissed my cheek and hugged my mother. Before
turning to walk out the front door. He didn't take a bag or anything. Just his wand and our hearts. My mom has been somber ever since. I knock rapidly on
her door. "Come in", she says in a bored tone. I walk in to see that she's dressed in a light blue business suit and hills. Her curly hair done into a tight bun.
We locked the door and left the manor. We took mom's car this time. What would they think if I landed in there front yard with a giant three headed dog.
The thought made me laugh. The Zabini Mansion was no mansion, but more like a small castle. Complete with moat ,alligators and a drawbridge. The bridge
keeper checks his list and waves us in. The inside is even more exquisite. Its like a inside garden. Ponds and flowers spread everywhere. Standing there
getting ready to greet us is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. She looks like Blaise only in a more feminine form. She has a small smile
planted on her face, like all her flowers they are beautiful. As we step out of the car, Draco and Blaise stand next to Ms. Zabini. Blaise steps forward to kiss
my cheek. I'm already hot for him. He just so sexy. And Draco….he's something I don't recognize. A low key beauty. They are both very stunning. The dinner
was amazing. Blaise's mother got my mom drunk. Including herself. They were all piled up laughing uncontrollably. I didn't know how I was going to get that
woman home. She never let herself go, like that. Before they all got messed up. The conversation was fine. But I could feel Draco looking at me. I could also
feel Blaise's bright gaze. And it set me afire yet again. I fantasized about him all night long. At one point I slipped to the bathroom only to be followed by
Blaise. He caught and wrenched my hands above my head. My breast thrusting upwards farther. He lowered his lips down to my neck. Nibbling at the soft
flesh. I felt his fingers brush my breast slowly. I felt myself aching for him. The core between my legs became wet with need. So sudden. I felt like I loved
him already. But something was preventing me from really getting to know him. His hands arched around the curve of my hip. He then gripped it firmly,
slamming it against the chalk colored wall. His fingers found his way to my face. My knee's faltered for a MILI-SECOND. I finally wriggled out of his grip and
wrapped my arms around his neck. He was so soft and warm. So inviting. I wanted it so bad. My brain and my body were both begging me to do it. Make
him touch me, like I wanted him to. My hands found there way to his hard chest. He leaned his face down to take my lips again. They were so delicious. I
kissed him back wantonly. Someone cleared there throat loudly from the hall. It was Draco, a look of dread in his blue eyes. " I was just, uhh, going to the
bathroom.", I inquired softly. I wiggled away from Blaise who was leaning against the wall, a bored look on his, licking his lips. "Right", Draco said
knowingly. He turned and left as quick an quietly as he came. Then it hit me. He was the one who was stopping me from "knowing" Blaise. I know who I
loved, but I had to check something out before I made myself Blaise's girl. I gave him another quick kiss. I turned to follow Draco. His kiss still tingled softly
on my lips. That's just what he did to me. Draco was already gone when I got there. But tomorrow I would confront him about what he's doing. Masking me
feel so guilty for wanting what my heart and body wants. We foreigners catch on to the love game fast. What can I say its in my blood. No matter what
anybody says, I know I love Blaise, and he loves me too.