Chapter 19: Christmas Party
a/n: well, thanks for all of my reviews! my life will be extremely busy in the next few weeks, so while I'm on spring break I'm gnu try and update...oh and thanks to my wonderful boyfriend and sweet pie for pushing me to update (even though he didn't realize it)
It was December 17th , a full week before Christmas; and it was Friday night. The Christmas party was merely hours away and Ebony, like every other girl, was stressing over the meticulous details of out-fit, hair and make up. No girl could look the same as any other girl. It just wasn't possible.
Ebony, who normally couldn't give a rats ass about what others thought of her suddenly found herself caught up in the hysteria and excitement of the season. As a rule, only those 16 and older were allowed to go to Hogshead for dressed. Ebony, thanking the Gods that her parent's had given birth 17 years ago, made her way towards Hogshead.
Every girl had at least one friend to go with. All, that is, except Ebony. I like going solo...I don't need anyone to tell me my ass or tits look good in this or that...She silently thought as she entered the first shop. "Christi's Christmas Clothes" was booming and bustling with holiday cheer. Ebony groaned as a gaggle of 16 year olds strolled in, chattering and laughing their way across the storm. Like little bird, she mused, little annoying birds...
Looking around, she found nothing to her taste and headed out. Every shop she entered was met by more and more of the same: gossiping, excited girls and cheesy dresses. This is just depressing... she mused as she spotted one girl try on a red and green dress only to find her best friend was in the same one. Both girls ended up screaming at each other and had to be escorted outside.
Ebony walked out of the last store on the Hogshead Street and still had to dress. At the corner, she decided she was hungry and got a strawberry and banana smooth, quietly debating where to go next. And without knowing it, she turned down Knockturn alley.
Drake was ready. He had his suit: black with a red undershirt. The satin was a deep blood red. He and Ebony had agreed silently on these colors since black was his favorite and red was hers. He hoped that the roses he held in his hand-ones the same color as his shirt-were enough. He wanted to surprise her. He had never given her flowers before and felt the first twinges of nervousness erupt inside his stomach. Then he saw her.
Ebony had found the perfect dress. So what if it took me two bloody hours to find it and another hour to do hair and make up she smiled as she checked herself once more. Drake is going to crawl...
She looks beautiful. No he thought, she is more than that, she's magnificent... He could feel his tongue go numb, his heart rate increase, all thoughts disappear.
Her dress matched his perfectly. The sleeves of her dress began just under her shoulder, leaving them mostly bare, and flared out to medieval-like bell-sleeves. Their color was a deep red with black swirling designs.
The bodice resembled a corset that laced up, revealing the tops of her breasts. Ebony was not used to so much cleavage and felt almost naked. The bodice came down to a point at her waist where the skirt bellowed out into two layers. The two outside pieces were black, matching the corset. The inside was red.
Her shoes were black, stripy and tied up at her mid-calf. Her hair was up in a bun except for two long wisps of bangs that circled around her face. A black choker with a red rose center wrapped itself around her bare neck. She was wearing black eye-liner with red eye-shadow and lipstick. In essence, she looked like a goddess.
"You're-you're gorgeous." Drake stammered cursing himself, cursing her.
"Thank you." she responded uncomfortably. She was used to men thinking she was pretty, even beautiful, but no one had ever stared at her just like that. Like she was the most precious treasure in the world.
"Are we going to go?" she asked after a moment of silence had passed between them.
"Hold on." he responded as he leaned in. Their lips met and he could feel himself wanting more; because of it, he backed off. He slowly handed her the roses.
"These are for you." he wondered why he felt so nervous.
Tears almost swam into her eyes. Ebony had to fight like hell to keep them from showing and ruining her make-up. No one had ever shown her this much compassion before.
"Thanks." she smiled and used her wand to move them to her room. She didn't know what else to say.
"Now we can go." Draco told her.
The dance was busy noisy and all other things danced are. As it was supervised by Dumbledore and other staff members, the dancing was restricted but the atmosphere was the same. Ebony wasn't phased at the change in dancing, however; she, like everyone else had come to have fun.
She spent the first half of the evening at Draco's side. He could seem to keep his hands off of her. He was awed by her looks. Everyone around them seemed to notice it too and many complimented her throughout the night. Who would have thought...a dress and a little make-up.
Sometime around midnight Draco left with his friends. He promised a swift return as he gave her a light kiss on the cheek. I miss him already she realized as he walked way. Alone now, she began to search the grouping of people. She found many she knew, but none whom she wanted to converse with. She even spotted Harry a few times, but Ron was no where to be fond. Why should I care? she asked herself as she left the Great Hall to get some fresh air.
Walking down the hallway amidst empty classrooms, she began to hum to herself. She was in a good mood: this night was perfect. Nothing could possibly ruin it. And who knows, maybe it might get better she laughed and thought of Draco.
It was then she heard a noise.
Locating the noise took some time, but soon she realized that it came from an empty classroom. As she peered in, she found Ron, lying on the floor.
"Herm-Herm-Hermione" he moaned, slurring words. Ebony could instantly tell his drunken state. Rolling her eyes, she was about to leave when he noticed her.
"Hermione!" he called, pointing at her. Ebony's heart froze. How could he possibly know? her mind raced. He's, he's drunk, he doesn't know what he's saying she told herself.
Deciding to be a good person, Ebony helped him stand. his clumsiness was extremely problematic. The only way he would stay up is if Ebony placed him between her own body and the teacher's desk.
They stood there for a moment, facing each other. He looked into her eyes and planted his lips firmly on hers. She could feel his hot, sticky breath and she almost gagged. She didn't even have time to react before his hands began roams. She was about to shove him off when she heard:
"I'm so glad I didn't' catch you at a bad time." Blaise's voice was sarcastic.
"Blaise," Ebony breathed, "This is not what it seems...Just please don't tell Draco. He won't understand."
But Draco did understand. Standing in the shadows, behind Blaise, invisible to Ebony, Draco could feel the first pains of rejection seep through him. That whore! we finally get back together and she lets some other guy-Weasel of all people-paw her while I'm not looking. Well, two can play that game... he fumed as he and Blaise returned to the party.
Taking a drink of whatever was in the punch bowl he located Ginny. One look, and she knew what he wanted.
So where's that Ebony bitch now? she thought as they walked silently to Draco's room.
Quickly they undressed and fell onto the bed, It's always been this way she smiled as he slid into her. But she didn't care what he did or how he did it, she loved it. She loved him.
After Ebony managed to get Ron to the Gryffindor common room, she went to look for Draco. Searching, she gathered enough information from others to figure he had left about an hour before her.
She wandered into her room and got into more comfortable clothes- a tank top and shorts-before heading over to Draco's room.
He's probably asleep she smiled, thinking how cute he would look.
When Ebony opened Draco's door, her mouth fell open. She did find him inn bed. In bed with Ginny.
Tears of humiliation and hurt rolled down her face as she took into the scenery and realized what had occurred.
"You ass-hole," she sobbed and ran out of the room.
Not even bothering with her attire, she headed towards Snape's room.
Draco woke to light spilling into the room. He then saw a woman enter. He was wondering who it was. Then he heard her voice.
As Ebony spoke, he realized what had happened. The hurt and anger came back in full force. That was, until he heard her crying as she raced out of his room. Jumping out of bed, he ran after her. But she was no where to be found.
A/N: hope you like...another cliffy...hehe oh and I know that this story is way OOC for some characters...it's meant to be that way..so please, no flames...pls R&R...if you do I'll update...