With a satisfying twirl of her silk skirts, Hermione Granger completed the last turn of the Waltz and sank gracefully into a smiling curtsy. The ballroom of Lord Edward was full to the seams with multi-colored decorations. Perfumes of the different ladies hung in the air, while candles flickered their admitting light over jewels by the dowagers lining the wall.
"A pleasure to have dance with you my dear Miss Granger" Mr. Thomas had said. Rising from the curtsy, Hermione smiled.
"Indeed, sir." Hermione said politely. A quick glance around the room and she spotted her cousin, Clarissa, she stood by the balcony being adorned by all the men in the room. Hermione just shook her head and held out her hand and attention to Mr. Thomas.
"Lord Edward's balls may not be as large as the assemblies in Denmark, but to my mind they're infinitely superior" Hermione said.
"Naturally, Naturally" Mr. Thomas was still short of breath from their previous dance. Hermione gave a graceful smile.
"Shall return to my aunt, sir?" Hermione asked. Mr. Thomas nodded his head and followed the auburn haired girl. When they reached her aunt. Her aunt greeted them with a simple nod and offered them a seat next to her. After a few moments to catch his breath Mr. Thomas turned and talked to Hermione.
"So Miss Granger how do you like London so far?" he asked. Hermione turned towards him.
"It's a wonderful city full of history and knowledge that I would want to read about, I was thinking of going to the library tomorrow, some gentlemen came by my aunts house today and told me that they are neighbors and wish to show me around London" Hermione said. Mr. Thomas furrowed his brow at to which gentlemen she was talking about.
"Who my dear lady?" Mr. Thomas asked.
"Two gentlemen by the name of Harry and Ron Wesley, I asked my aunt who they were but she told me that she knew nothing of them and to accept their generous invitation" Hermione told him. Mr. Thomas was in shock that the Wesley brothers came to her home to help her through London, but he was quite confused because he clearly knew that her aunt knew about them. After all they are the wealthiest brothers in England along with their eldest brother who is even richer then them combined, there had to be more to the story then her aunt was advertising.
"I see well they sure do sound like handsome gentlemen, I hope you have a great time tomorrow" Mr. Thomas said.
"Me too" Hermione said sighingly. Just after Hermione said that the announcer announced someone of importance entering the ballroom.
"May I present Lord Draconis Malfoy of London" the announcer said. Hermione watched as the man entered the room. He looked so regal with his hair combed back, his black suit let his pale skin be shown and let his gray eyes shine. He walked into the room with confidence and poise, Hermione was awestruck. Her aunt looked at Hermione and where she was staring at and smiled inwardly to herself. She knew of the brothers plan and she couldn't be any happier for Hermione but she definitely had to play her part if these two were going to get together.
"Hermione isn't he a dashing young man?" her aunt asked her. Hermione nodded her head and noticed that Lord Draconis was looking at her, she blushed slightly and turned the other way toward her aunt and pretended to strike up a conversation with her.
When Draco heard the announcer announced his name he looked around the room to see if that Hermione girl was there. He searched the whole room until he saw a girl with dark auburn, when she was staring right back at him his knees almost gave out on him. She was the most beautiful girl in the whole room, her dark auburn hair was piled on top of her head, with tiny ringlets framing her face, she wore a periwinkle silk blue gown that had short sleeves and the bodice was tight, her complexion was in-between fair and tanned and she had the most beautiful chocolate brown eyes. Draco couldn't help himself but make his way over there to introduce himself to her. As he approached her, he saw her turn her face away and started talking to her aunt, Draco smiled when he noticed the blush that crept across her face, he thought it was cute. Finally he was in front of her and her aunt, he bowed respectfully to them and talked with her aunt.
"My fair ladies I don't think I've had the pleasure of meeting you yet, my name is Draconis Malfoy but you may call me Draco for short" he said kissing the aunts hand and then Hermione's. When Draco just barely brushed his lips across her hand sparks suddenly flew for the both of them and Hermione was just as shocked as Draco when this happened. The aunt couldn't help but smile for her, she could tell these two were meant to be with each other.
"I'm going to go outside dear it's a bit stuffy, I will be back shortly" Hermione's aunt said and left the two to themselves. Draco took the seat next to her and began to strike up a conversation.
"I have never seen you at these type of affairs before, are you new to the city?" Draco asked curiously.
"Yes my lord, I have just come from Denmark, my parents have recently passed on, and I have come to live with my aunt and offer my help in exchange for food and shelter. Draco was impressed that this girl easily gave up her life of luxury as soon as her parents passed away but he didn't know why. He wanted to get to know her better he could he was going to like this girl.
"My dear I know it's impolite to ask but how old are you?" Draco asked being interested in every word that escaped the young girl's breath.
"I'm 20, my lord" Hermione said looking straight into his steel gray eyes. She was starting to get goosebumps. Draco was about to say something else when Hermione's cousin Clarissa came and interrupted their conversation.
"Hermione my mother says it's best we get going now because it is getting very late" Clarissa said. Hermione just nodded her head and stood up Draco followed suit.
"Well Lord Malfoy it was a pleasure meeting, well goodbye" With a graceful curtsy Hermione turned in the direction of the doors with her periwinkle dress flowing right behind her. Before Hermione got two steps before Draco grabbed her hand and Hermione jerked her head around. Chocolate met steel and there was instant jolt of electricity felt through their hands. Draco drew in a breath of air and asked Hermione a question.
"Hermione would you do me the honor, of me escorting you through the town tomorrow? I knew this magnificent little restaurant that serve excellent food that we could have for lunch and……" As Draco was saying this Hermione was about to say yes, when she just remembered that the Wesley brothers invited her out tomorrow too.
"I'm sorry my lord but I must decline, because I am already entitled to another date with other gentlemen who have offered me that same thing" Hermione said. Draco gave a stern look.
"What is his name if you don't mind me asking" Draco asked with interest. Hermione took a deep breath and said there names.
"Mr. Harry and Ron Wesley, do you know of them perhaps?" Hermione asked innocently. Draco raised one eyebrow in confusion, what were his brothers up too?
"Well my dear until we meet again and he kissed the top of her hand and watched her dresses sway as she walked towards the door.