Chapter Ten

Our One Night

Stole did her best to resist the urge to tug at the pink dress she was wearing. She sighed. Pink was not her color.

"Stole?"

She looked around as her mother came into the room where she and her sisters had prepared for tonight's affair. Chole, Eve, Alexandra and the triplets were already out in the Grand hall, Stole knew she should be joining them, celebrating Chole's graduation. She already had a job lined up with the French Ministry.

Chole wasn't the only one being celebrated tonight. Her cousins Luke, Bridgette, and Nikki were all celebrating tonight as well. Moretta Lupin was joining the group tonight too.

Stole looked at her mother. Ginny Weasley-Malfoy looked resplendent in dark purple velvet. But then, her mom looked magnificent without even trying.

Ginny smiled down at her youngest child. "Oh, Stole. Who convinced you to wear pink?"

Stole scowled. "Rob."

Ginny sighed. "When are you going to learn not to listen to him? Come here."

Stole shuffled over to her mom who pulled out her wand. Ginny tapped Stole once on the shoulder. Stole's dress faded from the horrid pink to a more appealing shade of pale green.

Stole smiled shyly up at her mother who enfolded her in a hug. "No more taking fashion advice from Rob, all right?"

Stole nodded.

"Good. Then let's get you down to the party."

Ginny took her daughter by the hand, pulling her along. Stole went along willingly. She had been absent from the party below for too long.

The Grand Hall was full of people, most of whom were family. Stole found the triplets immediately. Her sisters took a few moments to hassle her but she just smiled, pleased to be back home where she belonged.

"Phillip!" she cried running over to her eldest brother. Phillip laughed and caught her as she flung herself at him.

"Hey, Stoly. How are you, little girl?"

Stole smiled into his chest. "I'm not a little girl any more, Phil. But how are you? How's life with Blaine?" she asked, looking past him to the black haired beauty. Blaine blushed but managed a smile.

Phil looked back at Blaine. "Great. She's a great partner."

Stole saw the look of disappointment in Blaine's eyes. Blaine managed to keep her smile as a dance started.

Stole wanted to step out and let Blaine take her place but as Phil smiled at her and reached for her hand, she couldn't think of a reason.

"Mind if I cut in?"

Stole turned to stare at Terry Potter as he smiled down at her.

Phil looked mildly surprised. "Not at all. Be my guest."

He turned and seemed to notice Blaine there. He smiled at her. "Hey, Blaine. Let's see if that dueling footwork of yours is just as useful on the dance floor."

"That was…romantic," Teddy muttered as he slipped into the proper dancing position.

Stole smiled at him. "Isn't that the truth? I love my brothers but they aren't all that wonderful with the girls. But enough about me. I'm thrilled you could make it. Cameron is around here somewhere. I don't know if you brought Yvette…"

"That I did. They've already found each other. They seem to have hit it off, if I do say so myself."

Stole thought about commenting further but Teddy's hand felt comfortable in her own grasp. Some things, she decided, were best left unsaid.

(A/N: Still am having trouble over this guy. This story just hates me. Sorry for a horrible delay like this but the good news is that my current time hog (my original story) is almost done so with any luck, I'll have semi-regular updates once or twice a week.