The pressure of Draco's lips laid heavily on mine. My eyes widened at the sudden warmth. Then without my permission, I started to kiss back. Draco slid his arm around my waist as he drew me closer. The hand that rested on my neck was now on my cheek. My arms found their way around his neck and my hands entangled themselves in his hair. We had to break apart for hair and I immediatley missed the warmth of his lips. He rested his forehead on mine and took a couple deep breaths. 'Not how I imagined my first kiss. Obviously it wasn't his'

"Um..Sorry about that." He started to apologize. "That was really uncalled for and-" I didn't let him finish. I shoved my lips on his to shut him up. I could feel his crooked smirk in my lips as he kissed me. I enjoyed the warmth of his lips, of his hands on my neck. I wound my hands in his hair once more as he slid both his arms around my waist. I was sure he could feel my heart beating through my chest, but at that moment, I didn't care. All that mattered was Draco and I.

"Oh my Gosh! I am so sorry! I'll come back later! " Came a voice behind us. There stood Victor Krum. I couldn't help but laugh at how innocent he looked. He may look scary, but he was just a big teddy bear. "I was just-well-just..."

"Victor, you're fine." I looked at Draco in the eye and then noticed how we were standing. His hands were on my waist, my hands resting on his chest. Our chest so close they were nearly touching. How lovely. Draco and I shifted apart and allowed the awkward silence to surround us. Victor eventually left and it was just me and Draco. We went to our classes but the awkward silence followed us wherever we went.

Three days until the Yule ball. And I still don't have my dress. Ugh! I can't believe I have procrastinated this much. I haven't been able to get to hogesmeade and Hermione doesn't have any for the yule ball except for hers, niether does Ginny, who was going with Neville. I'd ask Luna but she doesn't have one that looks normal.

2 days until yule ball

Still no dress. At all. I'm going to hogesmeade tomorrow, hopefully I find something. I haven't talked to Draco since we snogged. He hasn't been in the common room lately. I haven't seen Pansy either. Since you know, she tried to kill me. The bruises on my neck have sorta faded and I can breath normally again.

1 day until yule ball

I headed to hogsmeade with Hermione and we ran into one of the first dress stores we could find, but they didn't have anything.. how should I put this nicely... apporiate for a ball. Niether did any other store in hogesmeade. I was doomed. I'm just going to skip it. That's seems to be the only logical solution. Right?

Well, Hermione didn't think I was right because she smacked me a good one when I told her about my plan of skipping. However, we did leave hogesmeade empty handed. I wrote to Charlie explaining my dilema hoping he would have a solution. I remember the stories Jenny would tell me about my adoption and how she found out Charlie was a wizard. She did know about wizards though. Her brother was one. She says he wasn't like Aunt Petunia though, she said she loved that he was a wizard. That hide and seek, tags, even board games were fun with him. He left though, when she was young because he was quite a deal older than her.

I looked at the picture on my nightstand. Jenny before her cancer took her. In the picture, the cancer wasn't showing yet. She still looked normal there. She smiled as she held the 7 year old me and Charlie stood to the side laughong at something I said. We were a family then. But when Jenny died, she took a bit of all of us with her. Charlie especially. He didn't laugh for week. Now when he smiles, there a little puzzle piece missing. Maybe that's why I haven't been close with him. I yawned and layed my head on the pillow. I was just going to rest my eyes for a few moments...just a few moments.

"Morning sleepy head!" Blaise yelled over to me. Draco couldn't stand him. I found him quite funny. When I wasn't sleep deprived.

"Mornin' Blaise."

"Something came for you in the mail!"

"DId you open it?"

"NO! Maybe.. Okay just a bit."

"Blaise.."

"I got curious!"

"It's fine."

"So..are you going to the Yule ball with anyone?"

"No, why?"

"Well, I was wondering, if you would like to go..with me." He stammered out. "I mean you don't have to. It doesn't have to be a date or anything, But I can totally understand if-"

"Yes."

"What?"

"Yes, I'll go to the yule ball with you."

"Oh, awesome. Um, well see you at 7 then?"

"Ya, see you." Blaise ran off to join his friends while I sat down to actually eat. Draco hadn't taked to me since we kissed. I thought thongs might have been different since then between us. The good different. But now it's the bad one. I looked at the box in front of me that sat slightly opened. It was from Charlie. I could tell just by the way the box was packed. Though I could tell whatever was inside it was valuable because of the way it was packed into the box. For one it was folded. Charlie never folds anything unless it was important. TWo, I was wrapped in bubble wrap. It could be plastic and completley shatter-proof and Charlie would still bubblewrap it. I opened the box and gasped at his gift to me.

"It's perfect." I whispered as tears sprung to my eyes. I didn't even finish my toast. I grabbed the box and ran to find hHermione and Luna. I had found the perfect dress. I didn't even notice the note that fluttered to the ground as I was running.

Dear Emily,

This was Jenny's, she wore it to our Yule Ball whn I was at hogwarts. Even though she was a muggle, she was allowed into the school. She never told me how. But I now she woudl have wanted you to have it. She would have been so proud of who you have grown up to be. I know I am.

Wishing you all the luck,

C. Weasley.

A.N: I am so sorry they have been so short lately. I'm going to try to make the next five or so longer. What do you think? I would really love some feedback. Thank you so much to HermioneandMarcus who has been absolutely wonderful and is sthe one who keeps me writing. Thank you HermioneandMarcus! Also a Shoutout to my own doughboy! I forgot her fanfic name but she knows who I'm talking about. Yes cupcake, that means you. Have a wonderful night, or morning..or whatever. I love you all my dabblers!

-Whisper