I Do Not Own Harry Potter.

The party was well underway when Eva heard the knock on her door. She excused herself from the group of Gryffindors and Ravenclaws she was talking with and went to the door. She was surprised to see Draco standing there with some of her fellow Slytherins.

"You made it! Please, come in." Eva ushered them into the room and closed the portrait. "You guys came just in time; we're just about to put on all the dance songs on."

Draco scowled across the room at where Harry was sitting in a chair by the fire. He turned to Eva and motioned to the Crabbe and Goyle. "We managed to bring some butterbeer."

Eva smiled. "That's great. You can put them on that table over there." She pointed at a table that was surrounded by girls and Crabbe and Goyle moved to put the drinks on it.

"Please make yourselves comfortable. Can I take your robes?"

Draco then noticed that very few of the students were wearing their robes. Most had changed into Muggle clothes, including Eva and she was not wearing her robes either. The Slytherins peeled off their robes, but not before moving their wands out of them and placing it in their pockets. Eva summoned hangers from a discreet closet by the door and charmed all the robes onto them with a flick of her wand.

She slipped her own light colored wand into a side pocket of her jeans. She had decided to wear her Muggle clothes so as to better dance. "There is plenty of food if any of you are hungry."

She watched the ten or so Slytherins, including Pansy Parkinson, move in pairs around the room. Draco stayed with Eva.

"I'm glad you came, Drake," she said using his nickname.

He frowned at her use of the pet name. "I thought we had grown out of those names," he said.

"You'll always be my Drake," she said. She smiled and wickedly and then whispered in his ear. "Unless you want me to call you my ikle-Drakykins."

Draco quickly looked around to make sure that no one else had heard that. He turned to Eva and hissed. "That's not funny."

"Oh, I think it is." She covered her mouth with her hands and rolled her eyes when Draco just sneered at her. "Oh, come one, Drake! Loosen up. Have some fun. You do remember what that is, don't you?"

"Yes, I know what having fun is. I just don't see what's so fun about a room full of Gryffindors."

Eva's face turned serious very quickly. She turned her back to Draco and stood up on a nearby chair. She whistled loudly to get everyone's attention and then began. "I personally don't understand this whole inter-House rivalry thing that's going on, but I'm going to ask that it stop at least for tonight. We're all just here to have some fun." She turned to Draco. "I'm sure we all know what that is."

She stepped down from the chair with Draco's help. "Nice little speech," he drawled.

"Thank you. I plan to run for Minister of Magic someday," she joked.

"Minister of Magic?! The day we elect a female Minister of Magic is the day I become a Muggle."

"Really? Well, we'd better see how well you'd fit in." Eva walked over to a table where her music box was sitting. It had been playing nice upbeat songs, but now she felt like dancing. Maybe something that will remind Draco of what it was like when they hung out together all the time. She opened the booklet that was next to the box, and was happy to see that the song she wanted was on there. Next, she waved her wand over a blank page of the book and the names of at least twenty songs appeared. She handed it to a girl next to the box. "Would you mind playing these after the next one is done?"

The girl nodded and watched Eva as she waved her wand over the box and whispered the name of the song. Instantly the previous song faded out and was replaced by a distinctly Muggle-sounding tune.

"I know this song!" cried Pansy Parkinson. "I have a cousin in America who sends me Muggle songs, and she's crazy over this one." The Slytherin girl grabbed the first boy that she could find, a seventh year Ravenclaw, and began to dance.

Eva was impressed at how well the girl danced to the Muggle music. She would have thought that none of the students from Slytherin would have known what a Muggle song was if it slapped them in the face. She watched as students began to pair off and dance in the middle of the sitting room. There were some younger students who were eyeing each other hopefully, but none of them had the nerve to ask the other to dance. Eva found herself standing in a corner watching every one.

She rather enjoyed seeing Neville with Luna Lovegood. She seemed quite alert tonight, in comparison to her usual seemingly confused disposition. Eva was also surprised at how well Neville was dancing. She had not expected him to be so good, but then again she did not know what Neville did during the holidays; perhaps he took lessons.

Eva did not see Harry come up to her until he was only steps away. She smiled as he approached. She had started to think he was planning to spend the whole night sitting in the chair he had claimed as soon as he walked into the room.

"Care to dance?" he asked.

"I didn't know you could," she replied.

"Well, let's just say that a friend taught me."

"A good friend that you just happen to kiss?" she teased.

Eva took his hand and he led her into the middle of the mass of moving bodies in the room. She and Harry began to move in time as soon as they stopped in front of each other in the midst of the crowd. She listened to the lyrics of the song as Harry moved closer to her.

You about to see just what a day would be if you was in the ride wi' me
(Turnin' on the headlights) and we'd be
(Runnin' all the red lights)
It's full steam ahead, there ain't no stopping now
Come on hurry drop it and he gone tell you why
(That ain't frontin' show me somethin', I just wanna see you work it)

Harry had become rather bold, much to Eva's delight, and was now mere centimeters from her. She figured he was not going to get any closer so she took the incentive and placed her arm on his shoulder and pulled him still closer. She moved her body with the music, and she had no qualms about getting a bit provocative with her moves. She'd had her cousin from America over for a month during the summer and she had shown her just what was going on in the American clubs and schools. This was actually the first time that Eva had the opportunity to try the moves out with a boy. Somehow, it just wasn't the same when she danced with her cousin.

Harry seemed rather shocked with her moves and looked down at her with wide eyes. She simply smiled wickedly at him and continued with her gyrating. He soon got a bit of his confidence and wrapped his arm around her waist and began to move his hips in time with hers. Neville had looked over from where he was with Luna and smiled at the couple. His eyebrow rose of its own volition when he saw some of the movements they were making, but he figured that it was just because they were a bit bolder than he was.

On the other side of the room, however, Draco stood transfixed at the couple in the midst of the crowd. Some of the people were obscuring his view, but he could see enough to know that he didn't like the dance Potter was having with someone he saw as his. Eva was dancing far too provocatively with Harry for Draco's tastes.

"Looks like Potter is getting really friendly with your fiancé there, Draco," said one of the Slytherins who had been invited.

Draco shot him a withering glare. He turned back to watching the couple on the floor and waited for the song to finish. If he knew Eva as well as he thought he did, the next song would probably be another Muggle song and just as easy to dance to. He was right. He recognized it instantly as one by a Muggle singer, Justin or Jake or some such name. But he remembered that Eva had thought he was cute for a long time. Draco smiled wickedly as the song began. He walked towards Eva on the dance floor.

"May I cut in?" he asked Harry.

Eva looked rather surprised, but she quickly smiled at Draco. She turned to Harry and placed a kiss on his cheek. Draco still had his robes on and quickly took them off. He turned to Potter and said, "You don't mind, do you?"

Harry scowled and snatched the robes from Draco. He marched over to the closet and just threw them in. He stood there and watched Draco dance with Eva.

Draco had none of the misgivings that Harry had about getting close to Eva. They had danced together more than once and knew the way each other moved. He immediately placed his hands on her waist and pulled her close.

Eva raised her eyebrows at him. "I didn't think you liked Muggle music."

"I don't listen to it night and day like you do, but I do like the beat."

"I can see that."

Draco was quite adept at some of the moves that Eva was making. He was even whispering some of the words to her.

I'll have whatever you have come on let's give it a whirl.
See I've been watching you and I like the way you move,
So go 'head girl just do, that ass shake and thing you do.

She was surprised when he pulled back a little and began to move on his own. She smiled; this was the Draco that she remembered. She watched him a little before joining in. She matched his moves and soon everyone was watching them dance together.

No one was really surprised at Eva's dancing skills, but none of them had ever seen Malfoy dance like that before. Hogwarts had never seen so many open mouths in one night. All the Slytherins watched as he moved as if hip-hop were second nature to him. Pansy was livid that he would dance like that with someone besides her, but her surprise at the way his hips were moving soon overpowered her anger and she just watched.

It was not too long before everyone was in a circle around them and bobbing their heads to the beat, cheering them on. All, except Harry, that is. Eva and Draco danced all the way to the end of the song. And by that time Draco had resumed his close position to Eva. Everyone cheered them at the end of the song and the two moved to the refreshments table.

"I had no idea you had that in you, Mr. Malfoy," said Eva.

Draco handed her a glass of butterbeer. "It's been a while since we've danced. You have no idea what I'm capable of now."

"Hmm, I must find out, then," she teased.

"Indeed, you must."

Eva laughed. She had missed their easy banter. "I've really missed you, Drake."

"Yeah, well Rave, you wouldn't if you spent some time with your House. We're supposed to be like your family while you're here."

"It's a bit difficult spending time with people whose sole purpose in conversation is finding out how much money you have. You know how I feel about all that stuff, Draco. It's not important to me."

"I know, Rave." He moved closer to her and put his arm around her waist. "I never did understand why it wasn't important to you, but I do respect your views on it." He moved his arm and looked down at his glass. "It's just . . ."

"Just what?"

He looked up at her with something akin to sadness in his eyes. "I've missed you. It was really hard not going to see you for the last year and a half."

Eva smiled at him and put her hand on his cheek. "I really missed having you there, too. You were the only friend I knew."

Draco tilted his face and kissed Eva's palm. "Am I still your friend?"

"Always. There's no getting rid of me, Drake. You know too much about me."

Draco laughed. "I can say the same about you." His eyes turned serious. "I never thought I could miss someone as much as I have you."

Eva smiled and kissed him on the cheek. He was really a sweet talker when he wanted to be. She turned and looked out at the crowd of dancing students in her room, including Ron and Hermione. What she did not see was the look of longing that Draco was directing towards her.

At eleven o'clock there was a knock on the door. Eva went to open it and was surprised to find the Headmaster standing in her doorway. "Good evening, Professor Dumbledore. Please, do come in." She stepped aside and allowed the Headmaster entrance.

"Thank you, Miss Nocturino." He rather enjoyed it when Eva was formal. It reminded him that even children from pureblooded families still had hope. He looked out at the stunned students looking at him. "Good evening, everyone. I just wanted to remind you that curfew is in an hour."

Some of the students began to make their way towards the door, but he stopped them with a raised hand. "You do not have to go rushing back just yet. I just wanted to let you know, so you would not get in the way of Mr. Filch later on tonight."

Eva looked up at the older man and smiled. "Thank you, Professor. Would you like some refreshments? We have quite an array left from the feast," she offered. She noticed that some of her fellow students looked rather shocked at her inviting the Headmaster to stay at their party, but she was not about to be rude to the man just because they feared him. He was her guest and she had duties as hostess.

Dumbledore smiled down at the girl. "Thank you, Miss Nocturino, but I think I will be returning to my chambers." He leaned down and whispered. "If you would be so kind as to deliver one of those tarts and a butterbeer to my door later, I will extend yours and Harry's curfew on the nights you train." He straightened and looked at her with a twinkle in his eye.

Eva nodded and walked him to the door. She waited until he was down the corridor and then went over to the table to grab the items he had asked for.

"Does he usually come to your door?" asked Pansy Parkinson.

"Not really. He's only come a few times," answered Eva.

"Wow, that must be horrible. Knowing that the Headmaster could walk in any minute."

"Not really. It's a bit comforting, really. I remember my grandfather would some in and check on me once in a while . . ." Her voice trailed off at the memories she had recalled.

"I think it's creepy," said Pansy, bringing her back to reality. "I'm glad Dumbledore doesn't come to the Slytherin dormitories."

"What makes you think he doesn't?" Eva asked slyly. She turned with one hand holding a butterbeer and the other a plate with a quarter of a treacle tart. "I remember Professor Snape saying something about the Headmaster knowing all the passwords for the castle."

Pansy's mouth dropped open in shock, and Eva laughed. She put the top of the butterbeer to Pansy's chin and pushed it up. "You should really keep that closed. It's quite unbecoming a lady."

Pansy scowled at her and turned with a flick of her hair. Eva just laughed at her departing back.

"You know, it's a lot easier to get along with your fellow housemates if you don't insult them," said Draco from behind Eva. He took the tart and butterbeer from her hands.

"Why should I care? They've not done me the courtesy of being polite. I figure they get what's coming to them. Especially that one; I think she's got it in for me since she likes you."

Draco sighed and shook his head. "I don't know why your mother decided to leave you here after five years of instruction at home. You have no idea how to act around other people."

"I do to know how to act around other people. It's your precious Housemates that have no manners at all."

"They may not have the refined manners of a Malfoy or Nocturino, but they are loyal. We have an understood code of protection in Slytherin. You trifle with one of us, you trifle with all of us."

Eva raised her eyebrow. "I've given them no reason not to trust me."

"Potter," Draco said simply.

Eva's face went quickly from annoyed to angry. "I have told you many times Draco, I find nothing wrong with Harry Potter." Her voice was soft and dangerous. "You may be my Housemates, but you are not in charge of me. I will decide whom I will and will not be friends with. If I feel like having a serious relationship with someone, then I will do. I will not have anyone dictating my life to me. You might do well to do the same." She grabbed the burdens from Draco's hands and swirled towards the door.

He watched as Eva quickly slipped out of the door to drop off the treats at the Headmaster's door, or so he guessed. He could not believe that she was still seeing Harry Potter. He'd had someone following her almost every night since she got here.

Lucius had given the order for Eva to be followed. He had told Draco that it was his job as her fiancé, to make sure that no one bothered or harmed her in any way. Draco was not so sure about the whole betrothal thing; Eva had no inkling of it; that much was clear. While Draco enjoyed the fact that he knew something that she did not, it made him uncomfortable to think that maybe she might not feel the same way for him. He would have to find out, and soon.

Okay here's the list of songs:
Work It by Nelly and Justin Timberlake
Rock Your Body by Justin Timberlake (Just as a little aside, I wrote this a few weeks before the whole Janet thing. Thought that was really funny)