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cynthia: I'm glad you like the start. " I don't know what you'll think of the rest, but I hope it's not too disappointing. You can always tell me what you think when I'm through with the story. I like knowing what everyone thinks is going to happen. It makes writing it all the more fun.
scorpion moon goddess: I'm going to write more even if people hate it, it's just a matter of whether I post it or not. It's really unlikely I'll get more then 10 reviews for the whole thing. I think my most is 12 or something like that...And I actually liked that story. "
HPFan: Lodi? Yeah. I'm in Folsom. Chappie posted and edited. Happy Christmas!
-Sold-
By Lyla Hayden
After my shower I'd looked down at the outfit I was supposed to wear and cringed. Dear lord, he expected me to wear THAT? Tight black leather pants and a white button-up. A note resting on the clothes said not to wear glasses. I sneered looking at the contacts sitting by a mirror.
Peachy. I pulled the clothes on and went to put the contacts in. Actually, I have to admit that it didn't look all that bad, but the only reason I did what he said was that, in truth, he could make my life a living hell...again. I picked up a brush and went about tying my hair back again.
I'd grown it out to an inch or two part my shoulders just to try to tame it, even just a little. And it seemed to work. The weight of the hair kept it from getting too messy, although I am certainly not fond of the tangles.
A knock sounded and I said that they could come in. The door didn't open. Instead, Millie apparated into the room. I nearly fell out of my seat. "Don't do that! Use the door!"
"Sorry, Master Harry, but you've bolted the door shut, remember?" Oh. Indeed I had, I remembered as I looked at the large wooden doors. "Master Malfoy wishes your company."
"But I...where are my shoes?" I asked looking around. All of my clothes had indeed disappeared.
"You do not need them. Please follow me." She snapped her fingers and the bolt across the door faded away. She walked to one of the doors and pulled it open.
I sighed and followed her, tying my green ribbon into my hair. Remus gave it to me when he saw that I was using rubber bands to hold it back. We walked down the hall as I fidgeted with the ribbon, trying to get it to be in that perfect little bow that Hermione used to make it have.
"Ah, Potter. Glad to see you did what I asked," a cold voice drawled. I looked up from the spot in the middle of Millie's back I'd been watching as I walked. I didn't respond, just tightened the bow. "Take that out of your hair and follow me. Millie, you're excused."
The house elf bowed and with a 'pop', she was gone. "Take what ou...no! I'm not taking it out of my hair." Malfoy stepped up to me and with a firm tug, he pulled the bow out. "Hey! That thing took forever to get just right!" My raven hair fell into my face and I reached to brush it back.
Malfoy slapped my hand away and shoved the bow in his pocket. "I must warn you. The group of people that will all, for the most part, be ex-Death Eaters like my father was. If you say anything, anything at all, and the try to hurt you, I will not stop them. So play nice, Harry."
I don't know what shocked me the most. The 'Harry' part or the 'play nice' part. Malfoy nodded and grabbed my hand, pulling me down the large stairs ahead. When had we reached stairs? "Oh and Harry?" He looked at me out of the corner of his eye. "This goes without saying, but don't take anything they offer you."
"Feh...I knew that." I sneered and tried to pull my hand out of his. He just gripped it tighter. I sighed and looked down into the ballroom we were entering. Wow, was all I could think as I looked upon the vastness of the room. Half was made to be for dinning and the other half for dancing.
Tables lined up along the left side of the room and on the right, expanses of crimson carpet. I could only imagine why the carpet was red. [::Cough(SoNot)Cough::] People crowded by the tables and a few couples were dancing to the soft music that was being played.
"Harry, just...how about we play the 'I-can't-talk' game. That way, we run no risks of someone here trying to kill you." I just shrugged.
"Yes Master." He pressed his nails into my hand and I bit my lip to keep from crying out. Damn that boy has one hell of a grip!
"Ah! Vincent!" I looked over to find Crabbe standing there. He'd lost some weight just to have it replaced by bulk. This day was just getting better and better. "How have you been?"
"Just wondrous, Draco." They shook hands, Dra...MALFOY letting go of my hand to do so. Did I just make a slipup on his name? At least it wasn't out loud.
"And how is Millicent?"
"Beautiful!" Heh...that cow? "She's with child, you know." What? My head snapped to the old bodyguard.
"How wonderful! Congratulations! Are you looking forward to be a father?" ...What...?
"I'm excited about it, but I don't know if 'looking forward to it' is the right term."
"Ah, don't worry about it, Vince. You'll be great!" The man snorted and looked in my direction for the first time, as if just noticing my presence.
"Is that Harry Potter?"
"Ah! Yes it is!" Malfoy grabbed my arm and tugged me towards them.
"You look great Harry!" .........What?
I felt a nudge in my side and I jumped. "Th-thanks."
"Well, I must go and mingle." He snickered. "I'll see you later, Dray. Harry." He tipped his head and walked off.
"What happened to HIM?" I nearly screeched in Malfoy's ear.
"He matured. Surely you've heard of things like this happening." I sneered as my hand was taken up again and I was led into the ballroom. "Severus! Merlin's beard, I never thought you'd show up for one of these things." I gaped at the Potions master.
Today just couldn't get any worse... "Draco! Oh my god, HARRY?!" I looked to find the source of the voice. No...they wouldn't be at one of Malfoy's parties...would they? I froze and gaped as they walked over in our direction.
-TBC-
A/n: I'm evil, I know...x.x In the next chappie, which is also done, we find out who our new guests are and why they're there! Whoo! I always write the next chapter before I post one, just in case I get uber lazy for a while...Sooo...Now...Review?