Painted on Smiles
2000
Harry looked stunning in his black and green trimmed robes. They swirled around him as he danced with yet another woman. He twirled around the floor, a perfectly fake smile on his face and his head cocked in the perfect imitation of interest. I laughed and shook my head, nodding my head towards him and rolling my eyes.
He looked completely miserable to those who knew him. I excused myself and glided to his side, tapping the woman on the shoulder and excusing her without another thought. His face lit up, a real smile on his face as he pulled my flush against his chest and we twirled with the music.
2001
Nothing much had changed in a year. Harry still looked gorgeous in his dress robes and he still danced with random women and listened to their chatter with a perfectly fake smile. "Draco?" I turned to see Pansy standing beside me, looking nervous. "Are you happy?" She asked when I raised an eyebrow. I smiled and nodded, and she looked relieved as she hugged me and walked away. "I'm glad." My reflection caught my eye as she moved and revealed the mirror and my heart froze at my expression.
I always thought it was only Harry with the painted on smiles.
