A/N: Here's another chapter. Hope you'll like it. Enjoy.

Chapter 51: Ready for the party

Over the next few days, we all had dinner together and I started communicating with Lucius more and more every time. He obviously was still very offended that his own son would be friends with a muggleborn, but he was slowly starting to accepaccept me. He started being less stiff during dinners and I was beginning to feel more comfortable around him. Well, as comfortable as I could be around a Death Eater who was trying to enforce his anti-non purebloods beliefs onto his own son. But Voldemort was not back yet so I couldn't still judge him for his actions from 12 years ago.

But even though I was trying to get along with him I couldn't help but notice the small things that irritated me, like the sneer he had on his face whenever a house elf entered the room or the prideful tone of his voice whenever he spoke to someone other than Draco or Narcissa.

I still didn't understand what Narcissa was getting at wanting to make the two of us be friends, but then again, I didn't question her. I trusted her fully. Tonight, after two full weeks spent here, and nearly two weeks after the original date, we were finally going to celebrate Draco's birthday. He was really happy, but the downside was that his parents were throwing a party for him so about half the Slytherin house was going to show up. It was just morning and I was already feeling attacked. But Narcissa had a pretty good idea. I was to morph myself and pretend to be one of Draco's distant cousins from his fathers side. Lucius thought I was going to use polyjuice, but I wasn't going to put even one drop of that awful tasting drink on my tongue. I was currently in my room with Draco, rehearsing everything.

"So, my name is Kara, I'm from France, my father and yours are second grade cousins, I'm here because my parents are on a buisness trip."

"Yeah, I think thats it. And maybe details. You know, Pansy is really suspicious all the time."

"Nah shit Sherlock, suspicious about all the females that approach you. Anyone else I should be concerned of?"

"Crabbe and Goyle no, Bullstrode and Greengrass mind their own buisness, Blaise is Blaise, and- well maybe Nott."

"Nott?" that sounded awfully familiar…

"Yeah, Theodore Nott. His father was a Death Eater too but killed himself. He's been one of the first friends my parents presented me. Flint's probably going to stick with the Quidditch team all night. Yeah, I think that's everyone."

"Well, your french cousin is going to get ready for the party then." We heard a knock on the door.

"Yes?"

"Hi Selene. Are you feeling better about the party?"

"I guess so Cissa. We just rehearsed everyting I need to remember. But I still think it would be a better idea for me to stay here."

"I don't belive you'll feel good staying here while there's a party going on in the Manor. Besides, I think you'll get the chance to save Lucius of the boredom he has to go through everytime we throw a party for Draco's birthday. I bet he'd be grateful. And that way you don't have to spend too much time with the Slytherins. Now go get ready Draco. I have to help Selene here." Draco nodded towards his mother and proceded to exit the room.

"Good luck. You haven't faced even a procent of her arranging craze till now. She always wanted a girl to dress and style."

"Oh, come on. It can't be that bad."

"If you say so…See you after some hours of torture."

I had to admitt though that Draco was somehow right. She really liked styling. Not even a moment after my hair got platinum blonde, it was already in her hands. Half an hour later, when she finished, I looked like I was going to a wedding, with fish braids fixed with bobby pins on the back of my head, elegantly around the bun on the high back of my head. She then proceded to practically paralize it with a spell. When she was done with my hair, she went out a little an came back with a dress cover and a shoe box. In the box there was a pair of silver embroidered black flats and in the cover there was a gorgeous black knee length long sleeved dress with silver and red embroidered flowers starting from the hem of the skirt up to the middle of it. The sleeves were of lace and the shoulders were cut. My jaw dropped.

"Oh, Cissa, they're wonderful!" I ran up to her and ran my fingers over the soft fabric of the dress.

"Well, it's yours. So I really hoped you'd like it."

"Mine? What do you mean?"

"Well, your mother wore it in our fourth year at the Christmas ball, and I spelled it to be a little smaller, but it'll grow with you. It's far too beautiful to be worn only one time." She said with a melancholic smile on her face.

"Wow, it was mum's. Well, it's really gorgeous."

"Come on now, get dressed so we can go downstairs" I quickly slipped into the dress (really comfortable too) and put on the shoes. I looked at myself in the mirror. I didn't look like myself, but that smile couldn't be anyone else's.

"Oh, Cissa, what do you know about the Nott family?" her eyes widened for a fraction of second, but it was so fast that it could be easily thought that I imagined it.

"Well, I know that the last Head of family was a Death Eater and he committed suicide a few months after getting the Dark Mark, around the time you were born." what she said was definitely true, but there was more to it. Now though, we didn't have time for that. We had to go to the party.

We walked down the halls in silence, though I was actually silent beause of being nervous but…

The ballroom was beautifully decorated in Slytherin colours, with green tablecloths and silver lights flying above the room.

"Hey, Selene, it's okay, really. They can't recognize you with the morphed appearance. It's going to go smooth. And if you really don't want to stay here, you can go talk to dad. Apart fom my parents, there aren't going to be any other adults here tonight."

"Don't you think it's going to be a little suspicious that in a room full of people my age , I'm staying with the only adults?"

"Well, for what they know, you only know the two of them and me. And you're only here to visit, not to stay. And also they think french people are stuck up. So, nothing weird here."

"Haha, very funny " I said, sarcasm dripping off every syllable. "here they come. Oh, God, it's going to be a long night..."

His face lit up as a group of about ten persons arrived first. I could see Puginson, Blaise, Bullstrode and Greengrass, Flint, Crabbe and Goyle and a tan boy with sand coloured hair. He was tall and slim and he looked about our age.

"Hi guys, nice to see you all."

"Hi Drakie, I- who's she???" Pansy's face froze and she looked at me with a sneer.

"She's Kara, my cousin from France. Her parents are on a business trip so they let her with us. She's leaving in two weeks."

"Oh, ok then. I'm Pansy." her smile flashed again on her face.

"Blaise"

"Marcus"

"Vince"

"Greg"

"Millie"

"Daphne"

"I'm Theo" the tall boy said and I finally made eye contact with him. His eyes were a pale shade of deep blue, with a brown edge. They looked familiar.

And then, it clicked...

A/N: Oh, how I missed the cliffhangers... Well, thanks for reading.

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