When I woke up the next morning, I found a note on my nightstand.

Dear Amethyst,

I will be gone again today to deal with some things in town. Please meet me in the library for dinner tonight at seven. I have picked out a dress that I think will look lovely on you. Please wear it tonight. It's hanging in your closet with a black rose pinned to it. Please don't be mad at me for not informing you that I was leaving yesterday. I had urgent business to attend to. Ask the house elves if you need anything. Also I've spoken to my mother, and she will not be home as soon as we'd expected. She will be returning on Christmas Eve.

Draco Malfoy

I had no clue why Draco thought I was mad at him, or why he picked out a dress for me, but I was very curious to see what it looked like. I rushed into my huge closet, and saw that it was covered in hundreds of roses.

There were huge bouquets of red roses on every flat surface. Black rose petals were sprinkled on the floor. There were single roses attached to every light fixture. It took my breath away. I searched through all of my dress looking for the black rose. After several minutes, I found it. It was pinned to purple off the shoulder dress that had a short skirt that was rather poofy. I was really expecting something incredibly sluty, but after I tried it on, I found that this dress look great on my let's say womanly figure.

Ok, let's just come out and say it. I wasn't, and never will be a stick figure. I have large hips, and a bust line to match. My waist isn't tiny either, but I'm by no means fat. But at when I was a teenager, it was hard to find dresses that looked even remotely good on me, but the dress Draco found looked amazing.

I changed out of the dress, so I didn't mess it up before I went to dinner. I ate lunch by myself, and then dilly-dallied around the house until around four. Then I took a long relaxing bubble bath and did my hair, nails, make up, and lots of other girly things that if I described in detail would cause the general population to die from boredom.

After the whole bathroom ordeal, I changed into the dress and put on some incredibly painful purple stiletto heels, and headed to the library to meet Draco.

Once I got to the library, I saw the double doors to the balcony were open. I walked to the doors and questionly said, "Draco?"

"I'm right here, Amethyst," Draco answered from behind me. I turned around and asked,

"Why did you want me to meet you in the library for dinner?"

"Because we have reservations at La Macchia Italiana," Draco replied.

"And that is…" I pushed. I hate not knowing what's going on.

"It's Italian for the Italian Spot. It's the best Italian food in all of England," Draco explained sounding slightly annoyed.

"Sweet. So we're flooing," I assumed.

"No," Draco stated simply.