Party
Ok so this chapter is, of course, Valentine's day. Some jaw dropping in here and Ron being silly and whiney.
"Why do girls have to take forever?" Ron complained. Draco and Harry shrugged. Since Hermione and Ginny were going to be helping Grace get ready, they decided to do so in Grace and Draco's room so the boys decided they might as well just sit and wait for them as the three girls vanished with a bunch of stuff into the bathroom.
"I don't know but at this rate we're going to be late." Draco said, saying the last five words loudly and received giggles from the bathroom as a reply. The three boys groaned and dropped their heads onto the backs of the couch (or in Draco's case, the chair). "Valentine's day bites."
"Amen!" The other two chorused, raising their hands as if to toast.
"Well next year we won't bother looking nice for you boys." Ginny said, finally coming out of the bathroom in a red strapless dress. Before Ron could say anything, Hermione stepped out wearing a pink tank top and skirt that had a heart hanging in the middle of the neckline and a strand of hearts around the waist of the skirt. Harry and Ron just stared at their girlfriends.
"Alright Gin, you were right about them being speechless." Hermione said. She turned around. "Grace come on out, you look amazing."
"Yeah…I haven't worn anything like this…ever!" Grace called. Ginny sighed and went back into the bathroom. She came out pulling Grace. Draco's jaw dropped. Grace was in a dark burgundy, silky looking strapless dress that barely reached her knees. Her blonde hair was beautifully arranged to fall down in waves over her shoulders and the make-up on her eyes made the blue stand out brilliantly.
Ron looked at Draco before putting a finger on the other boy's chin and easing his jaw back shut. Harry snickered.
"Umm…it would be nice if someone said something." Grace said. "I'm kinda not feeling a hundred percent good here."
"You are good!" Hermione said. "We told you a dozen times already."
"Yeah but your girls." Grace said.
"You look great Grace." Ron said. "Really nice." He elbowed Draco.
"Bloody hell you look amazing." Draco said, finally regaining the ability to speak. Grace blushed a bit.
"Ok then, let's get going." Ginny said. Everyone grabbed their jackets and headed out.
The three couples headed down to the entrance hall which was packed with a bunch of other couples. Grace looked around at all of them. Draco had his arm over her shoulders and she was holding his hand. She turned her eyes to the floor a bit in front of her as people looked at them.
"What's stranger…Slytherin prince with a Gryffindor or Draco Malfoy with the people who were once considered his arch enemies?" Ginny asked. Grace smiled and lifted her eyes again, glad to know that there was some humour in this.
"Hmm…tough one." Harry said.
"Oh bugger off." Draco said, tightening his arm on Grace slightly. She didn't mind. The crowd started moving so they moved too.
"Wow." Grace said as they entered the building the party was being held in.
"You're saying that a lot." Draco said. "But yeah…definitely wow." You could clearly tell it was a valentine's party but it wasn't classically decorated to look like it. There were the average decorations but they were arranged to not look like sappy children styled decorations.
"Come girls, let's dance." Ginny said, handing her jacket to Harry. Grace and Hermione followed suit, handing theirs to Ron and Draco, before the three of them bounded off to the dance floor.
"How do we get left with the coats?" Draco asked, following Harry until they found a table.
"I don't know…you're the master of dates here." Harry said. Draco laughed and shook his head.
"Not really." He said. They sat down and took off their jackets. They did an anti-theft charm around the table just as the girls all came back and dragged them along to the floor.
"They told me to do it." Grace said, answering Draco's questioning look. He smiled as the song changed. "Oh great…slow song…hate those."
"Really now?" Draco asked.
"Yeah, they aren't fun." Grace said.
"Well maybe they weren't fun because you never had someone to dance with." Draco said. He took her hands and put them over his shoulders before putting his arms around her.
"Hmm…true." Grace said.
"You know you really do look amazing." Draco said.
"Really?" Grace asked.
"Really." Draco said. "And I like this material." He stopped himself before he could say something inappropriate. Grace smiled.
They danced for a while. Eventually at different points in the evening Grace had danced with Harry and Ron and had danced with both Ginny and Hermione a bunch of times. She was worn out by the time they had to head back up to the castle. Ron joked about her needing to be carried and Draco scooped her up and carried her the rest of the way to their room.
"You like tiring yourself out don't you, babe?" He asked.
"Well if it means getting carried to bed then sure." Grace said. Draco chuckled and said the password before walking into their room. He finally put her down on her feet and they walked together into the bedroom. Grace caused a few of the candles to light before turning to Draco. "Thank you."
"For what?" Draco asked.
"For a fun evening." Grace said. "And for always being with me." She put her hands on his shoulder before kissing him. Draco's hand moved to the back of her head before he pressed his lips to hers a bit harder. Soon his tongue swept over her lips and she willingly parted them to allow it entrance. Grace moaned and found herself backed up to the bed. It was only another few seconds before she was on her back on it. One of Draco's hands was next to her head, used as a way to keep him up. The other was down on one of Grace's legs. Said leg was bent, causing the dress to ride up a bit on her thighs. His hand moved from her knee down over her thigh slightly, moving the dress up a bit more. Grace wiggled beneath him and Draco realized what he was doing. He put his hand on the bed next to her waist and leaned back from the kiss.
"Sorry…I…I didn't mean…" Draco said. Grace put a finger over his mouth to stop him from talking.
"Not yet, ok?" She said. Draco nodded and kissed her again, softly.
"Miss Turner, Professor Snape wishes to speak with you in his office." Filch said as Grace entered the Great Hall the next morning. She jumped so badly she accidentally stepped on Draco's foot.
"Sorry…now?" Grace asked.
"That's what he said." Filch said. Grace sighed and turned around. She headed over to Snape's office and knocked on the door.
"Come in." Snape called. Grace entered and closed the door behind her.
"You know this office is kinda creepy." She said, looking around. She had heard about it from Harry but it was different from what he had described. Probably because of the change of teaching position meant a change in decorating.
"So I've been told." Snape said. "Sit." Grace sat down. She waited for him to say something but he did nothing.
"Umm…what did you want to see me for?" Grace asked, slowly.
"It has been brought to my attention that you and Mr. Malfoy are…a couple now." Snape said.
"Uh huh." Grace said, slowly again. "Are you going to do that father thing?? Like…tell me that I should be careful with who I date and all because I've had that lecture already."
"I just want you to be careful, yes." Snape said. "I know the Malfoys. Now even though his father was killed during the fight, there's still his mother…"
"I've talked to her." Grace said.
"And?" Snape asked.
"What and?" Grace asked. "We talked…I told her of how Draco was the one that got me out, didn't tell her how and that was it. She asked me a few questions about myself but I gave her little answers. I don't think she was very pleased with that actually now that I remember it."
"Well you two do have a better chance without Lucius Malfoy around but I don't think it's wise for you to become too close." Snape said. Grace rolled her eyes. "At least take into consideration what I'm telling you."
"Ok, I will, I promise." Grace said. "I have to get to Herbology now." Snape nodded and Grace left. She couldn't concentrate at all through the whole class because what Snape had said was nagging away at her mind.
Overprotective much? Well…maybe…maybe not.