Chapter Two.
Hours turned into days, days into weeks and weeks into months, and soon it was approaching Halloween. Draco was glad. It was one of his favourite times of year. Full of mystic things and fun. His mother was teaching DADA, and kept targeting him in class, though it was often clear that he did not have a clue what the answer was. He almost wished that Granger was in his class! Then there was the problem with Orienne. She'd been giving him very mixed signals and Malfoy was getting thoroughly confused. He really liked her, but didn't want to get hurt. Not again. Plus his mother'd go ballistic. She was very funny about who he dated. She hadn't bothered with his brothers.
And Granger was really staring to annoy him. She kept gawping at him in the Great Hall and blushing every time he spoke to her. She also would not SHUT UP in Potions, to his disgust. Not to mention the fluttering eyelashes! YAK!
Still there was the Year 13 party to look forward to. For the seventh years only! Orienne was taking him shopping in Hogsmeade for some new robes. She wanted them to match, especially as they were going together - as friends.
Crabbe hadn't found a partner, so this year he would be on his own, as Goyle was taking his girlfriend. On the subject of his girlfriend the noises in the room next door were continuing, so Draco tackled her. She didn't know anything about it. They nearly broke up after a week of arguing. But, still, they were together.
Breakfast tasted almost electric with excitement on the Saturday of the Hogsmeade visit. Malfoy was really looking forward to his shopping trip with Orienne, who was meeting him at 10am.
She stood outside the pub, holding a bottle of butterbeer in each hand. The mid October wind was gentle, but strong enough to play with strands of her striking blonde hair, that hung to her waist, so that it stuck to her Strawberry-Vanilla flavoured lip gloss. He'd spotted her from a distance. Who else had blue tinged skin and silvery-blonde hair?
He felt so happy that she wanted to spend time with him. To him, she was the prettiest girl, or woman in his eyes, in the whole of Hogwarts. But then again, he had to control his strong feelings, for the sake of their friendship.
He walked over to her. She grinned at him, holding out a butterbeer. They linked arms. Draco took a swig of his drink and said, "Come on Orienne. Lets shop!"
By the time that they had to return to Hogwarts, Draco was laden down with bags and boxes. He had bought some new leather trousers and new black suede robes, with a blood red velvet lining. "Very vampish," Orienne had gushed. She had bought an exquisite grey silk and covered in silver, antique lace, dress. It complemented her colourings perfectly, and indeed, her dance partner's dress robes too.
They walked back to the school in silence, meeting Crabbe, Goyle and his girlfriend along the way. It was an exciting thought that next weekend was Halloween and along with that the Year 13 party.
The 7th years couldn't keep their mind on their lessons as they all daydreamed about the 31st October. To bring them back down to earth, the teachers gave them all extra homework and were clamping down on bad behaviour. Never before had so many points been lost. Even Malfoy got a detention on Tuesday night of his mother!!!
The morning of October 31st was bright and clear. The sky that night would be beautiful for the Year 13s' party, although the usual Halloween thunder showed no signs of emerging. The moon and stars would be ever so bright that night.
Malfoy had been staring up at it in the Great Hall when the morning post came. A letter from his eldest brother and a package from his father, containing food and a leather belt with a buckle that was encrusted with blood red garnets in the shape of a dagger. A note hung from it saying "A note to say: Trust no-one, no matter how much you care for them. May our Master be with us."
Malfoy frowned. His father kept pushing him to the darker side of magic, but Draco had refused point blank. Yet his father would not let up. Malfoy tried to push the thought out of his mind and replace it with one about Orienne.
He spent most of the day sat in the Slytherin common room listening to Crabbe and Goyle. Goyle's girlfriend was not around for once, as she had gone to let another Slytherin girl do her hair and makeup. The pair was spouting rubbish as usual. Constantly whining about Potter, Weasley and that bloody mudblood, Hermione.
It was 6pm; the party was set to begin at 7pm. Draco began to get ready. He pulled on his leather trousers and raven black shirt, and looked into his mirror. He grinned at his reflection and began to comb his hair so that the curtains fell softly onto his face. He sat on his bed and started to put his boots on.
Orienne looked at the silver watch on her wrist. It was 6.45. The party began in 15 minutes. She was almost ready. She had let her hair hang loose instead of her usual ponytail or plait. She was wearing a lot more makeup than her usual mascara and lip-gloss. She had made her eye make up look smoky with the cunning use of grey and black eye shadows and liner. Her look was finished with a touch of brown lip-gloss. Her jewellery, spun silver and garnets, complemented her dress exactly. She looked perfect.
She waited patiently for the knock at the common room door that meant the Draco was there. He stood, arms folded within his robes, smiling as she emerged. They linked arms and made their way to the Great Hall.
The usual Halloween decorations filled the room, as well as hundreds of black candles floating in the air, creating a dim, but romantic glow. The Year 13s' mouths fell open as they entered. It looked magical.
The band sat in the corner was playing soft music and it made Draco want to take Orienne in his arms and dance the night away with her. But first the feast. Tables lined the room's perimeter, covered in food of every kind. The seventh years filled their plates many times. Malfoy was filling his second plate when he felt a light tap on his shoulder. It was Hermione!
"Hi Malfoy. How've you been?" she asked, smiling. He looked her up and down. She was wearing a strawberry pink satin dress. It suited her, but as she has her thick hair in ringlets, Malfoy thought that it made her look like a doll, and an odd one at that.
"I'm fine. Now will you leave me alone to enjoy my evening with my good friend, Orienne." Stupid mudblood. Orienne came over to him and placed a hand on his arm.
"What was that all about, Draco?"
"Nowt. She keeps doing that." "P'raps she fancies you! I mean I can understand why." She blushed as she said it. Draco didn't seem to notice and mumbled under his breath about that being a scary thought. "Come on Greedy. I want to dance!" Orienne pulled him by his hand onto the dance floor. Seconds later a slow number began. Orienne pulled him closer and put her arms around him. They danced like this for ages until her feet began to throb. Malfoy went to the bar and got them both butterbeers, and they sat beneath an archway covered in black and purple roses. "Fancy a walk?" Orienne asked suddenly. "I thought your feet hurt." "They do, but we can stop at my dorm and I can change into normal clothes. It'll only take a minute. Everyone else will be in bed, after all it is quarter past 11." "Ok."
They got up and said goodbye to all those that mattered and left the Great Hall. The pair took the shortest route to the Hufflepuff common room. "Password," said the sheep painting. "Green mushrooms," she whispered, but Draco heard her anyway. The door creaked open and Orienne led him into the room. A couple of Year 12s were kissing on the sofa by the fire. "Get a room!" Draco muttered and Orienne snorted with laughter. They went up to her room and Malfoy sat on the huge 4-poster bed, whilst Orienne changed into jeans, trainers and a thick blue polar neck. She reached under the bed and pulled out a heavy leather coat. "Let's go." They went to the owlry. They knew that they wouldn't be disturbed there. They talked for half and hour about the evenings events, even Hermione. They fell silent suddenly. "Oh My God!" Orienne exclaimed. "It's five to twelve. If anyone catches us here, we are going to get really in trouble. Come on, get going!" She squealed glancing at her watch. They ran back to the dorms. They stopped outside the Hufflepuff common room. "Well goodnight, hun. Had a great time tonight. I'm glad we went together," Orienne said smiling and blushing a little. "Me too, Rien. You just, was, looked, wow!" He didn't know how to say 'you looked fantastic. I just like you so much.' He blushed too. "Goodnight, Rien." "Night, Draco." They hugged as usual. Then Orienne looked at him, straight into his grey eyes. He returned that look into her emerald green eyes. They moved closer together. When their lips touched, a blast of fireworks went off in their heads. The passion, the love, the magic, was immortalised in that moment. The clock struck midnight.
Hours turned into days, days into weeks and weeks into months, and soon it was approaching Halloween. Draco was glad. It was one of his favourite times of year. Full of mystic things and fun. His mother was teaching DADA, and kept targeting him in class, though it was often clear that he did not have a clue what the answer was. He almost wished that Granger was in his class! Then there was the problem with Orienne. She'd been giving him very mixed signals and Malfoy was getting thoroughly confused. He really liked her, but didn't want to get hurt. Not again. Plus his mother'd go ballistic. She was very funny about who he dated. She hadn't bothered with his brothers.
And Granger was really staring to annoy him. She kept gawping at him in the Great Hall and blushing every time he spoke to her. She also would not SHUT UP in Potions, to his disgust. Not to mention the fluttering eyelashes! YAK!
Still there was the Year 13 party to look forward to. For the seventh years only! Orienne was taking him shopping in Hogsmeade for some new robes. She wanted them to match, especially as they were going together - as friends.
Crabbe hadn't found a partner, so this year he would be on his own, as Goyle was taking his girlfriend. On the subject of his girlfriend the noises in the room next door were continuing, so Draco tackled her. She didn't know anything about it. They nearly broke up after a week of arguing. But, still, they were together.
Breakfast tasted almost electric with excitement on the Saturday of the Hogsmeade visit. Malfoy was really looking forward to his shopping trip with Orienne, who was meeting him at 10am.
She stood outside the pub, holding a bottle of butterbeer in each hand. The mid October wind was gentle, but strong enough to play with strands of her striking blonde hair, that hung to her waist, so that it stuck to her Strawberry-Vanilla flavoured lip gloss. He'd spotted her from a distance. Who else had blue tinged skin and silvery-blonde hair?
He felt so happy that she wanted to spend time with him. To him, she was the prettiest girl, or woman in his eyes, in the whole of Hogwarts. But then again, he had to control his strong feelings, for the sake of their friendship.
He walked over to her. She grinned at him, holding out a butterbeer. They linked arms. Draco took a swig of his drink and said, "Come on Orienne. Lets shop!"
By the time that they had to return to Hogwarts, Draco was laden down with bags and boxes. He had bought some new leather trousers and new black suede robes, with a blood red velvet lining. "Very vampish," Orienne had gushed. She had bought an exquisite grey silk and covered in silver, antique lace, dress. It complemented her colourings perfectly, and indeed, her dance partner's dress robes too.
They walked back to the school in silence, meeting Crabbe, Goyle and his girlfriend along the way. It was an exciting thought that next weekend was Halloween and along with that the Year 13 party.
The 7th years couldn't keep their mind on their lessons as they all daydreamed about the 31st October. To bring them back down to earth, the teachers gave them all extra homework and were clamping down on bad behaviour. Never before had so many points been lost. Even Malfoy got a detention on Tuesday night of his mother!!!
The morning of October 31st was bright and clear. The sky that night would be beautiful for the Year 13s' party, although the usual Halloween thunder showed no signs of emerging. The moon and stars would be ever so bright that night.
Malfoy had been staring up at it in the Great Hall when the morning post came. A letter from his eldest brother and a package from his father, containing food and a leather belt with a buckle that was encrusted with blood red garnets in the shape of a dagger. A note hung from it saying "A note to say: Trust no-one, no matter how much you care for them. May our Master be with us."
Malfoy frowned. His father kept pushing him to the darker side of magic, but Draco had refused point blank. Yet his father would not let up. Malfoy tried to push the thought out of his mind and replace it with one about Orienne.
He spent most of the day sat in the Slytherin common room listening to Crabbe and Goyle. Goyle's girlfriend was not around for once, as she had gone to let another Slytherin girl do her hair and makeup. The pair was spouting rubbish as usual. Constantly whining about Potter, Weasley and that bloody mudblood, Hermione.
It was 6pm; the party was set to begin at 7pm. Draco began to get ready. He pulled on his leather trousers and raven black shirt, and looked into his mirror. He grinned at his reflection and began to comb his hair so that the curtains fell softly onto his face. He sat on his bed and started to put his boots on.
Orienne looked at the silver watch on her wrist. It was 6.45. The party began in 15 minutes. She was almost ready. She had let her hair hang loose instead of her usual ponytail or plait. She was wearing a lot more makeup than her usual mascara and lip-gloss. She had made her eye make up look smoky with the cunning use of grey and black eye shadows and liner. Her look was finished with a touch of brown lip-gloss. Her jewellery, spun silver and garnets, complemented her dress exactly. She looked perfect.
She waited patiently for the knock at the common room door that meant the Draco was there. He stood, arms folded within his robes, smiling as she emerged. They linked arms and made their way to the Great Hall.
The usual Halloween decorations filled the room, as well as hundreds of black candles floating in the air, creating a dim, but romantic glow. The Year 13s' mouths fell open as they entered. It looked magical.
The band sat in the corner was playing soft music and it made Draco want to take Orienne in his arms and dance the night away with her. But first the feast. Tables lined the room's perimeter, covered in food of every kind. The seventh years filled their plates many times. Malfoy was filling his second plate when he felt a light tap on his shoulder. It was Hermione!
"Hi Malfoy. How've you been?" she asked, smiling. He looked her up and down. She was wearing a strawberry pink satin dress. It suited her, but as she has her thick hair in ringlets, Malfoy thought that it made her look like a doll, and an odd one at that.
"I'm fine. Now will you leave me alone to enjoy my evening with my good friend, Orienne." Stupid mudblood. Orienne came over to him and placed a hand on his arm.
"What was that all about, Draco?"
"Nowt. She keeps doing that." "P'raps she fancies you! I mean I can understand why." She blushed as she said it. Draco didn't seem to notice and mumbled under his breath about that being a scary thought. "Come on Greedy. I want to dance!" Orienne pulled him by his hand onto the dance floor. Seconds later a slow number began. Orienne pulled him closer and put her arms around him. They danced like this for ages until her feet began to throb. Malfoy went to the bar and got them both butterbeers, and they sat beneath an archway covered in black and purple roses. "Fancy a walk?" Orienne asked suddenly. "I thought your feet hurt." "They do, but we can stop at my dorm and I can change into normal clothes. It'll only take a minute. Everyone else will be in bed, after all it is quarter past 11." "Ok."
They got up and said goodbye to all those that mattered and left the Great Hall. The pair took the shortest route to the Hufflepuff common room. "Password," said the sheep painting. "Green mushrooms," she whispered, but Draco heard her anyway. The door creaked open and Orienne led him into the room. A couple of Year 12s were kissing on the sofa by the fire. "Get a room!" Draco muttered and Orienne snorted with laughter. They went up to her room and Malfoy sat on the huge 4-poster bed, whilst Orienne changed into jeans, trainers and a thick blue polar neck. She reached under the bed and pulled out a heavy leather coat. "Let's go." They went to the owlry. They knew that they wouldn't be disturbed there. They talked for half and hour about the evenings events, even Hermione. They fell silent suddenly. "Oh My God!" Orienne exclaimed. "It's five to twelve. If anyone catches us here, we are going to get really in trouble. Come on, get going!" She squealed glancing at her watch. They ran back to the dorms. They stopped outside the Hufflepuff common room. "Well goodnight, hun. Had a great time tonight. I'm glad we went together," Orienne said smiling and blushing a little. "Me too, Rien. You just, was, looked, wow!" He didn't know how to say 'you looked fantastic. I just like you so much.' He blushed too. "Goodnight, Rien." "Night, Draco." They hugged as usual. Then Orienne looked at him, straight into his grey eyes. He returned that look into her emerald green eyes. They moved closer together. When their lips touched, a blast of fireworks went off in their heads. The passion, the love, the magic, was immortalised in that moment. The clock struck midnight.