A/N: I know this is extremely short, but I figured you guys who are keeping up deserve an update! And once again, I am really sorry. I am still in the process of rewriting the chapters I lost.

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It was four days till the Masquerade Ball and Rosalie had to hold on to the sleeve of Padma as she stood on her toes to look for her two friends amongst the hive of Beauxbatons flooding the school grounds. Cho had promised Rosalie that if she didn't have Quidditch practice she would go with Rosalie and meet her friends.

"Rose, it's freezing out here!" Padma called from behind Rosalie. Rosalie laughed, tightening her winter scarf. "Tell me about it!"

"ROSA!"

"Oomph!"

Rosalie had to struggle to keep her balance as she was knocked over by a full head of blonde hair.

"Natalie!" she screeched, releasing Padma and jumping to hug the Beauxbaton around her neck. The two girls laughed and laughed, not saying anything. Rosalie had almost forgotten about the friend she had drug out into the cold just to meet her distant cousin.

"Oh! Padma, this is Natalie. Natalie, this is Padma," Rosalie said, stepping to the side and gesturing to Padma who was still right next to her.

"Hello," Padma said cheerfully.

"Hi!" Natalie replied brightly, "I love you're cloak, where'd you get it?"

"Diagon Alley, I forget which store, I've had it for two or three years," Padma said, looking down at her powder blue cloak with silver stones running along the hem. She then turned back to Rosalie. "Rose, I'm going to go and watch Cho practice while you and Natalie catch up, okay?"

Rosalie nodded, and looked back to Natalie smiling as Padma fought her way out of the crowd. "Where's Blaire. Isn't she coming?"

Slowly, Natalie's expression changed into one that looked a bit more solemn. She looked around at the swarm of students before biting her lip and looking back to Rosalie.

"We need to talk about Blaire, but not in public. Is there somewhere private we can talk?"

"Why are we sitting here again?" Blaise asked sitting down on the stone steps as Draco continued to stand, looking over the heads to the incoming American students. "I'll be right back," he called, jumping down the steps and over to a tall American making his way into the school.

"Hey!" he called, "Dominique!" The boy turned around and watched as Draco ran up. "Do I know you?" he asked slowly, confused.

"We may have been at the same party once or twice, but probably not. Actually, I believe we have a mutual friend," Draco said, slowly.

"Wait…" he said slowly. "I do know you. You're Draco Malfoy. You embarrassed my little cousin at one of the Winter Balls."

Draco felt his face freeze. "Cousin?"

"Yes. You know, Rosalie."

Draco nodded, numbly. "Right, yes. What was your name again?"

Dominique looked confused a moment. "Dominique Herald."

Slowly, Draco's look of confusion turned into a smirk. "Right. And you're Rose's cousin?"

Dominique nodded, raising his eyebrows. "And you're the reason my mothers favorite vase from Herald Manor is now shattered?"

Draco laughed, "Which one? The one that was black with white flowers or the one that was shaped like a daisy?"

Dominique smiled. "Neither. The one that looked like a giant circular rubrics cube."

The two boys gave each other a short farewell before Draco made his way back over to Blaise.

"What was that all about?" Blaise asked as he saw Draco approach. Blaise tried to look around him at the American he had been talking to but was distracted when a tall strawberry blonde was led into the school just past them by Rosalie. Blaise barely registered that Draco was smirking after them.

"I was just…catching up with a family friend, I guess."

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