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Chapter 3
Draco was pacing his room. In front of him were three suits his mother had picked out for him to wear to his "ball." Why call it a ball? It's not like it is a ball. It's just a party. Just a party where I'll be wearing one of these crummy suits. The suit on the left was a lime green with a yellow shirt and a purple silk tie. Ok…No. The one in the middle was silver with a blue shirt and a crème tie. Well…No. The last one, on the right, was red with a white shirt and a blue tie. Holy crap, Mum, where's the fireworks? Draco sat on his bed with his hands covering his eyes. Then he looked at the suits through his fingers. Kill me now.
A knock was heard at the door and then the door opened. It was Blaise. He was dressed in muggle black baggy jeans and a tight Linkin Park muscle shirt. He crossed the room towards Draco, but stopped and looked at the suits. He looked at Draco, then back at the suits, then back to Draco.
"Is that what you're wearing to this fiasco?" Blaise asked in a disbelieving voice.
"Yeah, don't rub it in. Mo- Blaise, what are you doing?" Draco got up off the bed and walked over to Blaise. Blaise was looking at the suits in awe and checking the brand labels.
"Draco…These are absolutely exquisite! Can I wear one? Have you picked one yet? Which one are you wearing? This red one looks like me, doesn't it?" Blaise was talking like he was on a sugar high. Bombarded with all the questions, Draco didn't have time to answer one, and Blaise was starting to give him a headache. Draco went to his bed and sat down again.
"Hey, Draco. What's the matter?" Blaise sat down next to his best friend of seven years.
"Blaise…these suits suck!" Draco went back to hiding behind his hands and looking at the suits through his fingers. Blaise got up and examined the two remaining suits. He looked from each suit and yanked the ties from there places around the shirt's collars.
"Blaise, what in blazes are you doing?" Blaise didn't answer. He swapped the ties and held up the silver suit with the blue shirt. It now had the purple tie. It doesn't look half bad.
"Look at that, mate. It doesn't look so disturbing anymore, now does it?" Blaise hung the suit back on its hook and sat down in Draco's rolling chair. It was probably the most comfortable chair in the house. Blaise started twirling around and stopped to face Draco.
"Do you know why I'm here, Draco?" Blaise asked. Not in a businesslike tone, but in a friend-to-friend-I'll-answer-your-question kind of way.
"No idea." Draco said, lying on his bed.
"Well, I need a favor from you."
"A favor?"
"A favor. See my girlfriend invited some of her friends to your party."
"My party. And these friends would be Gryffindors?"
"Precisely. Like I said, I need a favor. Will you let them come and not make total freaks out of them?" Blaise asked looking straight at Draco's form. Draco, feeling Blaise's intent stare at his side, rolled over and propped himself up on his left elbow. He stared at Blaise for a minute.
"Who are these friends of hers, anyway?"
"I have no idea, but if you insult them, she'll kill me."
"Kill you? She really cares about these friends of hers, doesn't she?"
"Apparently." Draco looked at Blaise. He looked worried and scared that he would say no, but the readiness in his eyes said that he'd be ready to act like nothing was wrong, if Draco did indeed say no.
"If it's for your benefit, Blaise, then I won't say a word." Blaise looked up with happiness in his eyes.
"You'd really do that?"
"I would."
"For what?"
"Her name."
"Who's name?"
"Your girlfriend's name." Blaise wasn't ready for this. Draco would find out eventually, but he didn't want him to know right this instant. Then he'd have time to cancel the whole thing. Well, maybe not, the party is this Friday. It was currently Monday.
"Okay. I'll tell you. It's-"
"Blaise! Blaise, where are you?!" Blaise's mother was at the bottom of the main staircase.
"Well, I better go. See ya, Dra-"
"Tell me her name!" Blaise was at the door holding it ajar.
"It's the Weasley girl." He whispered, and shut the door. The Weasely Girl. Wait, THE WEASLEY GIRL! GINNY WEASLEY?! Draco fainted.
Hermione's POV
"Isn't this a beautiful day to be shopping?" Ginny squealed. Ginny, Maggie, and Hermione were walking down the path of a wizard's shopping mall. They had left the boys back at Men's Suits for those Annoying Special Occasions. They were on their way to Angelina's Gowns, where their good friend Angelina Johnson owned the amazing building. It was the biggest store in the district. It was in its first week of business and was heard to have the most dazzling dresses. This is, what Ginny had said earlier, exactly what we needed for this party.
We walked in the golden doors to a lovely sight. They had walked into some kind of lobby. There were two escalators in front of them with restaurants of all kinds. A huge fountain was in the middle of the room, made out of white marble. Ginny gasped. Hermione looked over and saw Ginny and Maggie staring up at something. She looked and saw that there were about five floors of elegant dresses for all occasions. There were no walls, just clear banisters, so you could see the inside of every department. There were lots of women in the stores, but mostly in one at the top. They all looked to be older women, all scuttling about the store. Hermione read the huge golden letters on the banister outside. Fashionable Clothes for Older Women. Hermione gave a quiet chuckle at this.
"Well, come on! We've got to start looking!" Maggie said and started to the escalators. The first floor was filled with dresses for going out and casual situations.
"This won't due," Ginny said looking around," what's on the next floor?" We ran to the white marble stairs and ran up them. Looking around, Hermione noticed almost everything was made of white marble. Everything, except for the lit up restaurants downstairs.
"Now this is where we could do some major shopping." Maggie said looking around. "Where should we start?"
"Over there." Hermione pointed to a store across from them on the same floor. The sign read, Fashionable and Elegant Ball Gowns for Teens. Ginny agreed by running to the store with Hermione and Maggie in her wake. She stopped at a rack of red dresses, while Maggie ran over to a light blue dress and began examining it. Hermione ran over to a rack full of gold and yellow dresses. They were absolutely stunning. She found some dresses she liked and decided to try them on. Maggie was already in a dressing room, while Ginny was right behind Hermione.
"Oh, 'Mione, those dresses look really pretty!"
"Thank, Gin." Hermione got into the room next to Maggie's and Ginny on Hermione's other side. Hermione started to try on a yellow one. It fit her figure nicely, but there were too many do-dads to do up. She just wanted something simple and elegant. The next dress she tried on was gold with silver lace trim down the front and gold straps that hung on her shoulders perfectly. The front had silver laces and the rest of the gown fell to the ground in a flowing golden stream. Hermione turned around and saw a section of the fabric, in the very back, was all silver. It was unique and looked elegant all the same. Hermione was startled from a slight scream to her right. It was Maggie.
"Oh, you guys, come look! Isn't it breathtaking?" Hermione opened the door to her room as Ginny was coming out of hers.
"You look amazing!" Hermione said covering her mouth. It was a mix of blue and green and the front came down to her knees, while the rest trailed on the floor. The neck line wasn't too low, nor was it very revealing.
"Wow, Maggz, I never thought I'd see the day." Ginny said.
"Yeah, I know." Maggie said looking in a nearby mirror. She turned around and looked at them both.
"Well, then. Let's see them." Ginny came out with a ruby read dress made of silk. It was filled with layers of silk and lace. The neckline was in a sort of square where white lace lined the top. The sleeves came down to her knuckles and were trimmed with some more white lace.
"It's so beautiful, Gin, and…" Hermione said.
"And colonial." Maggie said.
"Exactly."
"You don't like it?" Ginny asked. It looked like she really adored the dress.
"No, it's really pretty. I think it would be great for the party." Maggie stated.
"I think so, too."
"Yeah," Ginny said looking down at herself," I think it would be, too. Okay, Hermione. You next." Hermione walked out of her dressing room. She turned around and stopped looking at them both.
"You look great, Herms." Ginny said.
"Yeah, that dress is just right for you." Maggie said looking at the silver back.
"Do you guys think I should get this? It looks really expensive." She said trying to find the tag. Maggie walked over and read the tag behind her left shoulder.
"It's on sale for 125 galleons."
"Is that bad for a dress like this?" Hermione asked. The most expensive thing she had ever bought was a book on dragons in fourth year for extra reading. The book was only 25 galleons.
"Actually, that's a really good buy, for a dress of that sort of material. The fabric doesn't look worn at all and there are no stitching mistakes on the hem." Maggie said matter of factly. What's up with that? I'm supposed to know everything. Hermione stared at Maggie.
"Oh, heh. My mom's in the fashion business." Hermione and Ginny gave looks of understanding and they all went back into their changing rooms to change into their normal clothes. When they came out holding their dresses, they noticed the line was really long. So they stood and waited. Ginny looked over at a stand with all sorts of random things placed on its racks. She went over to look as the line moved up a foot. They were still not near enough to the cashier, but they were about in the middle of the line. Ginny came running back with something red in her hand.
"Hey look, guys. It'll match my dress!" Ginny was holding some sort of charmed water bottle. It seemed to match with any piece of clothing that you wore. They all started to laugh. Then Ginny just stood there moving up with line.
"You're really going to get that?" Maggie asked.
"Yeah, maybe they'll have some really good punch there or something!" Ginny said. She was looking at the bottle and holding it near things and watching it change colors.
"Yeah, okay, Gin." Hermione highly doubted that she would get any compliments on it. They finally reached the cashier and paid for their things. They walked out of the store with huge bags to carry the dresses. They met Harry and Ron at the ice cream shop and had an ice cream.
"So, what'd you guys get?" Ginny asked Harry and Ron as they were sitting outside at a little green wire table.
"Well, me and Harry decided to keep it a surprise. You know, us guys don't have much surprise with our stuff and then you girls come down in all these frilly gowns or shiny ones or ones that sparkle. I mean, where's the surprise for us?" Ron said finishing his chocolate shake.
"You've thought about this, haven't you?" Hermione asked with a smile on her face.
"You guys take a really long time to shop," Harry said. He finished his coffee and chocolate sundae, "see this sundae?" The girls looked at each other and nodded.
"Well, it's my fifth one." Ron laughed and the girls started to, too.
"What?!" Harry said, confused. They all gathered their shopping bags and headed to the main street.