Hiding himself in the shadows till exactly one minute till nine, he walked around the corner and stood on the top stair, nothing happened at first but soon pairs of eyes looked up at him, people even exited the ball to watch Draco stand beautifully and patiently on the stair case, his eyes watched the crowed looking for any sign of a black and silver robed redhead, the clock rang once "DONG, DONG, DONG, DONG, DONG, DONG, DONG…"

Draco's eyes lowered to the ground as the seventh DONG rang through the silent air, turning to leave a hand clasped his, Draco's eyes flashed up and he found himself staring into blue eyes almost hidden by a black mask "I hope I'm not too late," smiled Ron, as Draco shook his head gently causing the bells to ring musically in the still silent air.

Ron held out his arm in a proper aristocratic fashion and Draco looped his arm through his placing his alabaster hand on top of Ron's sun kissed one; Draco smiled at Ron whose handsome face already held a gorgeous grin.

Ron lead Draco into the great hall, his posture was perfect and his scent betrayed his nervousness, and Draco suspected that the girls gave him tips on proper etiquette before he was allowed to come down to the ball.

Ron kept glancing down at Draco looking up again when Draco looked up at him, his expression was strange and it kept changing so quickly, Draco lowered his eyes "I'm sorry if you were expecting someone else, or a girl."

Ron quickly looked at him "I thought you were a girl."

Draco shook his head causing the bells to ring lightly "no I am a male, have been all my life, I guess you can blame the glamour potion for the long hair."

Ron chuckled his face was a bit red, his scent told Draco that he was embarrassed, probably for thinking he was a girl when he wasn't.

"I am sorry, you have no need to be embarrassed, I'll go if you wish," said Draco trying to think of a way to make his mate comfortable.

"No, no stay…um…would you like to…um," stuttered Ron his words caught in is throat.

"Dance?" suggested Draco and Ron nodded "I would love too."

Ron led Draco out to the dance floor and all eyes followed them, everyone knew that the taller of the two was Ron with his slightly messy red hair, but the gorgeous boy he was dancing with only four people in that room knew who he was, Draco himself, Severus, Vince and Greg.

Just as they reached the dance floor, slow music started and Draco smiled up at Ron as he wrapped his arms around his shoulders, and Ron's arms slipped around Draco's waist as they swayed to the music there bodies matching like they were made for each other, and Draco knew that they were. Ron's eyes never left Draco's and while slowly dancing to the music Ron pulled Draco closer and started whispering the words of the song into his pointed ear.

Draco was in heaven as he and Ron danced the entire night away, that night Draco was thankful he was so quick as Ron was an alright dancer but nearly stepped on his toes several dozen times that evening and still it was perfect.

At eleven thirty Draco and Ron entered the gardens for some fresh air, everyone was inside waiting for the results of the costume contest, but Draco couldn't care less he was here alone with his mate, all passed hatreds were gone and all Draco felt for Ron now was longing and love.

Ron sat on the stone bench in the middle of the garden and Draco sat close to him, Ron smiled nervously as he placed an arm around Draco's shoulders.

"Tonight has been wonderful, I wish it would never end," smiled Draco leaning into Ron's embrace.

"Yah me too," Ron looked down at the blond nestled in his arms "I kinda feel awkward though."

"How so," asked Draco.

"You know who I am and yet I know nothing about you, you even changed how you look tonight, I don't even know if you go to Hogwarts or not," replied Ron his cheeks taking on a faint red blush.

Draco laughed "then how about we play ten questions, and you try to piece it together through the answers I give you?"

Ron nodded "what's your name?"

Draco pouted "you can't ask questions like that, it takes all the fun out of the game, you asked me if I was truly from Hogwarts, and do you wish that to be your first question?" Ron nodded "yes I do go to Hogwarts."

"What house?" asked Ron?

"Don't freak out, it's Slytherin," replied Draco expecting Ron to storm away, when he didn't Draco let out a breath he did not realise he had been holding.

"Alright then," said Ron and Draco could tell he did not like the Slytherin part he had revealed "what year are you in?"

Smiling Draco replied "your year, I'm seventeen."

"Give me something I can call you," asked Ron

Draco thought for a second before replying "you may call me Storm."

"Favourite color?"
"Green, blue, silver and white for the shade."

"Favourite animal?"

"Bird, a red tailed halk."

"Favourite smell?"

"You…I mean Lilies and white pear."

Draco and Ron laughed "I'm your favourite smell?"

Draco nodded "yes you smell like a type of spice if have never heard of before, and smoke from a fire, it's delicious.

"Well do you know what you smell like?" smiled Ron and Draco shook his head causing the jingling again "lilies and white pear, but there's also this fresh smell like a flower and an early morning breeze."

"Do I really now? I have fallen in love with a man with a soul of a poet," Draco's smile grew wider as his head moved closer to Ron's.

"Says the guy who wrote a secret admirer poem," grinned Ron as he leaned in closer to Draco.

There lips nearly touched when the garden doors burst open and Granger, Potter, and my soon to be sister-in-law ran in shouting "You won the costume contest."

I groaned as Ron's face turned beat red and he pulled away from me like he had been shocked, we were both dragged into the great hall and received our certificates to a fancy restaurant, a date for two in Hogsmead, then we were told to reveal our true selves, I panicked a bit, but quickly sobered up as I placed a hand on Ron's. Turning to address the curious crowd I spoke in my softest unrecognizable voice "Is it not all hallows-eve the night of mysteries, let us keep our secrets tonight as it is only once a year."

Thankfully, I think, Dumbledore stood up and smiled as he allowed us, mainly me to keep our identities secret and he ushered us off stage, and sent everyone to bed as it was midnight.

Ron and I left the great hall hand in hand, he moved me aside so we could speak away from the crowd "are you going to tell me who you are now?"

"No," I smiled "but I will meet you here for supper tomorrow night at seven, good night Ron," Draco stood on his tip toes and kissed Ron's lips ignoring the cat calls and whistles from the students still in the entrance hall.

I turned away from Ron, goddess that was hard and smirked at all the remaining students as I walked down the stairs into the dungeons, I could feel the glares and shocked eyes following me till I exited out of sight, entering an empty class room I check to make sure the vampiric teachers were not around before warping to my head boy rooms where I removed the make-up, fixed my hair in a ponytail, and changed out of my Elvin robes, I stayed In my Elvin form slipping into bed dreaming of our first date alone tomorrow night, among other things.