They entered the dining room in the middle of dinner. Everyone looked up as Narcissa's fork clattered to the floor. She stood up shakily and pretended nothing was wrong. This played perfectly into Lucius' plan: she would do anything to save face. Draco was near the end with his mother, pale as death.
"G-Good evening, Lucius. Severus." She nodded in their direction as they found their seats and sat down. Lucius started immediately on his turkey while Severus had some wine.
When everybody had had their fill, Lucius stood up first and spoke to the assembled witches and wizards sitting around him.
"Well, another Christmas is here, and I plan to celebrate it properly!" Lucius smiled at the shocked faces of his audience. Some of them averted their eyes, not daring to look at a full-grown man in stockings and high-heels.
"Tonight will be a night you will never forget," Lucius continued, still smiling. "I suggest we all adjourn to the parlor, where we will plan the night's activities." All of them looked shocked at this pronouncement. They looked as if participating in an activity planned by a man in drag was the last thing they wanted to do. Draco still looked as if he wanted to melt into his seat and become part of the upholstery. Severus poured himself another glass.
Narcissa spoke up. "Lucius, dear, I'm afraid I have already arranged everything—"
"Oh, that's alright, dear." Lucius cut her off, this time with a nasty smirk. "We can compromise." By this point in the conversation, Severus had started to drain other peoples' glasses, his judgment impaired. Draco looked aghast at him, stunned at his teacher's behavior.
Severus stood up, satisfied at last with the amount of alcohol in his system. He could now cope with what was inevitably coming: utter embarrassment.
"Ladies and gentlemen," He started. He was not severely drunk, just enough to let go a little bit. "Let us go into the other room and see what this fine man has in store for us."
There was a great sound of scraping chairs as everybody stood up at the same time. No one was willing to step forward first, so Lucius led the way into the parlor, the rest of the party trailing behind him.
(A/N: Well, here's chapter 3! I didn't have as much Draco in this chapter as I would have liked, but I'll keep him in mind for the next chapter, coming soon. There are so many opportunities in this story to make fun of him, and I promise I will take advantage. Thank you for the reviews! I practically glow every time I see a new review, and I would like to thank those of you who have made my day. MWAH!)