November first, very very early in the morning
Oh what a night I have had! Marty and the guys threw an exclusive, meaning just the five of us, Halloween party and I just got home. It was remarkable how very pissed everyone but me got. I am still trying to live down the last time I over indulged, so I stuck to exotic fruit drinks and flavored waters. The boys though, all I can say is that I never knew what a wonderful singing group those three were. And, from the pictures I took of it, they will never be allowed to forget it.
Draco was once again dateless. I wonder if he ever becomes weary of being the fifth wheel. Marty told me last week that poor Malfoy is still paying tribute to the member of the girl he dated last summer. It seems he was very much taken with her. I asked Marty what she was like but Draco must be rather secretive about whom he fancies, as none of his friends ever got to meet her.
I have been hanging out so much with the threesome of late. This means that I have had far too much testosterone for my own good. To compensate for it, I have been getting to know Anna better. She is not nearly as bad as I thought. Her love for muggle culture is genuine and she can be quite a bit of fun to be around.
Take last night for instance. After tricking the men into drinking far more than they should, she convinced them to parade around half naked for us. The two of us giggled and compared body parts to our hearts content as they flexed and preened like peacocks. We finally decided that Draco has the best body and crowned him king of the night. After a sloppy kiss from both of us, he got to sit in the middle of the couch and control the remote for the rest of the night. Anna took just as many pictures as I and we have already promised to trade blackmail on the marrow.
I know I was going on and on about how I would never forgive her for her part in the whole attack by Malfoy debacle, but since I pretty much forgave Malfoy for the incident after he gave me that gorgeous ring, I felt that I ought to let Anna slide for it as well. I have decided to introduce her to Nat and Lav. All of her friends deserted her when she became a Muggle Studies major and she has been without female companionship this past two years. She is such a dear and I just know my girls will welcome her with open arms.
My wonderful Marty. He has been all that is dreamy these past weeks. I know I have never really had a boyfriend, so it might just be the rush of new emotions, but I really think I could fall for him. He was so sweet last night, offering to escort me home when what he really needed was to be to bed. He told me that he is taking me to something special next week and I have been in a dither about it ever since.
Marty must have really laid into Draco, because my least favorite wizard has been uncharacteristically kind to me of late. After giving me that beauty of a ring, he has gone out of his way to make me feel like a part of the group. It is hard to believe that I ever thought badly of him. He is witty and so full of life; if his mother was as much fun to be around as he is, then it is no wonder that she and my Mum were friends.
I have often wondered of late just what my life would have been like if Cissa had married her Avery. Mum would have had someone to be chatty with and Dad would have had a bloke to go out with. The two of them remained faithful to the memory of their friends and have never really formed any close attachment with others in the wizarding community.
Goodness, look at the time! The sun has all but risen and I still have not seen my bed.
November tenth, fifteen minuets before my date
I am so excited. I got dressed ages ago and have been trying to kill time ever since. Marty gave me a necklace and earring set to match my ring and I planned my outfit around them. I know I am not a big one for fluttery female finery, but I just had to go all out for this date. I spent far more then I should on this strappy little number that floats about me as I walk. I bought matching shoes, so decadent of me, and feel like an alluring waif in the manner of Audrey Hepburn. I put on makeup, something I rarely do, and dressed my hair as well. I even went so far as to sprit Vanilla Fields, a gift from Nadia, into the air to settle on me.
Since doing so I have begun to feel overdressed and out of sorts. I keep trying to tell myself to relax, that I am a goddess and look divine, but some how it is not working. Oh dear, there's the knock! Think goddess!
November tenth, late at night
That was quite possibly The Most Romantic Date I will ever go on. There is only one small problem, it was not with Marty. Some unexpected unavoidable came up and he had to send someone in his place. From the tone of his note, he wanted me to enjoy myself and have a good time even if he could not have it with me.
A small part of me feels guilty for going; an even bigger part knows it is guilty for loving every second of it. Who knew that Draco Malfoy could be so charming? Certainly not me, I still thought he was some what lacking in social niceties. I could not have been more wrong. I am in awe of the fact that someone as well put together as Draco is still single. He was so swish tonight. I felt all giddy being on the arm of such a dapper young man.
He was polite to the staff at the restaurant then all but wooed the women sitting next to us in our box at the theater. Dancing with him is like gliding on ice and he is an even better conversationalist then Marty. I really must introduce him to the girls, one of them is sure to fall for him. At the end of the night he walked me to my door and gave me a kiss on the check from Marty. He told me that I am very important to his friend and that he hopes things work out between us. I looked him in the eye and told him I hope that too.
December ninth, some where in the middle of an unknown time zone,
I have not written in such a long time now. The last month has been filled with stress and exams. I am happy that it is finally winter holiday and I can get so peace. I am on an airplane right now. How cool is that? Mum got into a tizzy when I told her I was flying, but since Nadia's family was so good as to pay for the ticket, she really could not say anything.
Hum, what to relate first? My romance with Marty has bloomed to the point that I have made arrangements for him to meet my family after I come back. I am very pleased with how things are progressing between us and am planning to ask him to be my escort to Ron and Hermione's wedding this summer. At first I was unsure if we had been together long enough for me to assume there would still be and us in six months, but now I feel certain that the odds are in our favor.
Anna has become a staple of my group. The girls were even more welcoming then I had expected and it is not uncommon to find the four of us holed up in a bar making cheeky comments till sunrise. In an unexpected move, Anna has asked me to stand up with her when she and Blaise get married this coming fall. I said I would love to. After the other girls got wind of it I was subjected to all sorts of lectures about how I had best pray none of the others gets married before me or I would be doomed to spinsterhood. I had been of the opinion that all those silly superstitions had long since faded from memory.
My friendship with Draco has been much more hesitant. It is as if the two of us are still unsure of how the other will react. I have had three or four long chats with him and each one has improved my view of him. He has had quite a time of it since his father's death. Losing both your parents in little under two years would have been hard on anyone, but the unfinished business between the male Malfoys made it all the worst.
Oh goodie! The in flight movie has started. Must go
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Draco stared at the massive fireplace and while glum thoughts about the month ahead filled his mind. How very empty his life was without her in it. Somehow he had come to rely on her exuberance and willingness to give to others. He felt fleeting warmth on his finger and smiled. At least he had her thoughts of him to see him through the holidays.
Watching Virginia fall for Marty had been much harder then he thought. He had not planned on being good enough friends with her to be privy to her thoughts. But friends they had become and his world was now filled with things of her making.
Draco's eyes caught on a picture of the two of them taken on the date of a lifetime. She was swirling gracefully in his arms and smiling up at him with stars in her eyes. He picked the picture up and carried it with him to his desk. Setting it gently in front of him, he went back to sorting his mail.
Invites, bills, obligations and the dreaded demands of marriage minded mommas were shifted into three piles. He was almost to the bottom of the stack when something shiny caught his eye; it was a small envelope, sealed with an iridescent wax. The pulled it free and examined it to see whom it was from. It was completely blank. Unfazed, he cracked the wax and read the contents with a mixture of pleasure and horror.
He smirked and considered the offer it held. Would he do it? He was not sure, but the thrill he got at the promise of time spent alone with one Miss Weasley was too much to pass up. He sat back in his chair and grimaced.
On his desk sat the harmless looking invite:
The pleasure of your company is requested at The Burrow On The twenty fifth of December for an informal gathering to be hosted by Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Please come prepared for fun times and good food. We hope you can join us as we celebrate Christmas and another year of life.
At the very bottom, in a different hand, was a note:
Draco, as odd as it might seem to you, Arthur and I are your Godparents. We promised your mother to look after you and to love you as our own. While your father lived, this promise could not be honored, but with his recent death we felt that we could put off our duties no longer. Please come and spend Christmas with our family. With as much love as ever, Molly
Oh what a night I have had! Marty and the guys threw an exclusive, meaning just the five of us, Halloween party and I just got home. It was remarkable how very pissed everyone but me got. I am still trying to live down the last time I over indulged, so I stuck to exotic fruit drinks and flavored waters. The boys though, all I can say is that I never knew what a wonderful singing group those three were. And, from the pictures I took of it, they will never be allowed to forget it.
Draco was once again dateless. I wonder if he ever becomes weary of being the fifth wheel. Marty told me last week that poor Malfoy is still paying tribute to the member of the girl he dated last summer. It seems he was very much taken with her. I asked Marty what she was like but Draco must be rather secretive about whom he fancies, as none of his friends ever got to meet her.
I have been hanging out so much with the threesome of late. This means that I have had far too much testosterone for my own good. To compensate for it, I have been getting to know Anna better. She is not nearly as bad as I thought. Her love for muggle culture is genuine and she can be quite a bit of fun to be around.
Take last night for instance. After tricking the men into drinking far more than they should, she convinced them to parade around half naked for us. The two of us giggled and compared body parts to our hearts content as they flexed and preened like peacocks. We finally decided that Draco has the best body and crowned him king of the night. After a sloppy kiss from both of us, he got to sit in the middle of the couch and control the remote for the rest of the night. Anna took just as many pictures as I and we have already promised to trade blackmail on the marrow.
I know I was going on and on about how I would never forgive her for her part in the whole attack by Malfoy debacle, but since I pretty much forgave Malfoy for the incident after he gave me that gorgeous ring, I felt that I ought to let Anna slide for it as well. I have decided to introduce her to Nat and Lav. All of her friends deserted her when she became a Muggle Studies major and she has been without female companionship this past two years. She is such a dear and I just know my girls will welcome her with open arms.
My wonderful Marty. He has been all that is dreamy these past weeks. I know I have never really had a boyfriend, so it might just be the rush of new emotions, but I really think I could fall for him. He was so sweet last night, offering to escort me home when what he really needed was to be to bed. He told me that he is taking me to something special next week and I have been in a dither about it ever since.
Marty must have really laid into Draco, because my least favorite wizard has been uncharacteristically kind to me of late. After giving me that beauty of a ring, he has gone out of his way to make me feel like a part of the group. It is hard to believe that I ever thought badly of him. He is witty and so full of life; if his mother was as much fun to be around as he is, then it is no wonder that she and my Mum were friends.
I have often wondered of late just what my life would have been like if Cissa had married her Avery. Mum would have had someone to be chatty with and Dad would have had a bloke to go out with. The two of them remained faithful to the memory of their friends and have never really formed any close attachment with others in the wizarding community.
Goodness, look at the time! The sun has all but risen and I still have not seen my bed.
November tenth, fifteen minuets before my date
I am so excited. I got dressed ages ago and have been trying to kill time ever since. Marty gave me a necklace and earring set to match my ring and I planned my outfit around them. I know I am not a big one for fluttery female finery, but I just had to go all out for this date. I spent far more then I should on this strappy little number that floats about me as I walk. I bought matching shoes, so decadent of me, and feel like an alluring waif in the manner of Audrey Hepburn. I put on makeup, something I rarely do, and dressed my hair as well. I even went so far as to sprit Vanilla Fields, a gift from Nadia, into the air to settle on me.
Since doing so I have begun to feel overdressed and out of sorts. I keep trying to tell myself to relax, that I am a goddess and look divine, but some how it is not working. Oh dear, there's the knock! Think goddess!
November tenth, late at night
That was quite possibly The Most Romantic Date I will ever go on. There is only one small problem, it was not with Marty. Some unexpected unavoidable came up and he had to send someone in his place. From the tone of his note, he wanted me to enjoy myself and have a good time even if he could not have it with me.
A small part of me feels guilty for going; an even bigger part knows it is guilty for loving every second of it. Who knew that Draco Malfoy could be so charming? Certainly not me, I still thought he was some what lacking in social niceties. I could not have been more wrong. I am in awe of the fact that someone as well put together as Draco is still single. He was so swish tonight. I felt all giddy being on the arm of such a dapper young man.
He was polite to the staff at the restaurant then all but wooed the women sitting next to us in our box at the theater. Dancing with him is like gliding on ice and he is an even better conversationalist then Marty. I really must introduce him to the girls, one of them is sure to fall for him. At the end of the night he walked me to my door and gave me a kiss on the check from Marty. He told me that I am very important to his friend and that he hopes things work out between us. I looked him in the eye and told him I hope that too.
December ninth, some where in the middle of an unknown time zone,
I have not written in such a long time now. The last month has been filled with stress and exams. I am happy that it is finally winter holiday and I can get so peace. I am on an airplane right now. How cool is that? Mum got into a tizzy when I told her I was flying, but since Nadia's family was so good as to pay for the ticket, she really could not say anything.
Hum, what to relate first? My romance with Marty has bloomed to the point that I have made arrangements for him to meet my family after I come back. I am very pleased with how things are progressing between us and am planning to ask him to be my escort to Ron and Hermione's wedding this summer. At first I was unsure if we had been together long enough for me to assume there would still be and us in six months, but now I feel certain that the odds are in our favor.
Anna has become a staple of my group. The girls were even more welcoming then I had expected and it is not uncommon to find the four of us holed up in a bar making cheeky comments till sunrise. In an unexpected move, Anna has asked me to stand up with her when she and Blaise get married this coming fall. I said I would love to. After the other girls got wind of it I was subjected to all sorts of lectures about how I had best pray none of the others gets married before me or I would be doomed to spinsterhood. I had been of the opinion that all those silly superstitions had long since faded from memory.
My friendship with Draco has been much more hesitant. It is as if the two of us are still unsure of how the other will react. I have had three or four long chats with him and each one has improved my view of him. He has had quite a time of it since his father's death. Losing both your parents in little under two years would have been hard on anyone, but the unfinished business between the male Malfoys made it all the worst.
Oh goodie! The in flight movie has started. Must go
~}~}~}@
Draco stared at the massive fireplace and while glum thoughts about the month ahead filled his mind. How very empty his life was without her in it. Somehow he had come to rely on her exuberance and willingness to give to others. He felt fleeting warmth on his finger and smiled. At least he had her thoughts of him to see him through the holidays.
Watching Virginia fall for Marty had been much harder then he thought. He had not planned on being good enough friends with her to be privy to her thoughts. But friends they had become and his world was now filled with things of her making.
Draco's eyes caught on a picture of the two of them taken on the date of a lifetime. She was swirling gracefully in his arms and smiling up at him with stars in her eyes. He picked the picture up and carried it with him to his desk. Setting it gently in front of him, he went back to sorting his mail.
Invites, bills, obligations and the dreaded demands of marriage minded mommas were shifted into three piles. He was almost to the bottom of the stack when something shiny caught his eye; it was a small envelope, sealed with an iridescent wax. The pulled it free and examined it to see whom it was from. It was completely blank. Unfazed, he cracked the wax and read the contents with a mixture of pleasure and horror.
He smirked and considered the offer it held. Would he do it? He was not sure, but the thrill he got at the promise of time spent alone with one Miss Weasley was too much to pass up. He sat back in his chair and grimaced.
On his desk sat the harmless looking invite:
The pleasure of your company is requested at The Burrow On The twenty fifth of December for an informal gathering to be hosted by Mr. and Mrs. Weasley. Please come prepared for fun times and good food. We hope you can join us as we celebrate Christmas and another year of life.
At the very bottom, in a different hand, was a note:
Draco, as odd as it might seem to you, Arthur and I are your Godparents. We promised your mother to look after you and to love you as our own. While your father lived, this promise could not be honored, but with his recent death we felt that we could put off our duties no longer. Please come and spend Christmas with our family. With as much love as ever, Molly