It was exactly 11:30 P.M. when Kagome awoke and rose from her coffin. "Hmm, eleven thirty, only thirty minutes to prepare..." Kagome took off to her wardrobe, and looked through her outfits, the were all very dark, "And whoever said Sterotypes are dead?" She said, she was going to make a impression on her Harry, she wanted to let him know
she was not like anyother vampire, that she was unique and was deffinately one who would claim him as her own. 'Maybe I shouldn't take it that far,yet.' She added as a after thought, she was normally not like this, not agressive, but it might be the more primal instincts of a vampire to want to claim their love. 'Love? Am I even ready for that?' "Well I guess I should find out." She said the last part aloud. She looked through her clothes until she found the perfect outfit. She picked out a beautiful white evening gown that was stapless and expossed her pale white shoulders, made of a beautiful silk that was encradebly durable, it was tight around her top but was flowing at her skirt part, a deep sliver eye-shadow, and that was the only make up she would ware, along with a pair of gorgeous two inch heels. She went to go take a shower, washing and scrubbing her skin, what could she say, she was a germaphobe. She got out and dried. She dried her hair, and then decided to give it a little bit of a different style. She gave it a curled and featherd look, making her look so tangible.
She put on the outfit and looked at the clock, it was 11:55. 'Oh please let what they say about a vampires speed be true.' She took of the shoes and dashed at full speed. She got there and it was still 11:55. She placed the shoes on and sat down on a near by stone bench. She heard foot-steps, and turned to look but to her surprise it was not her date, it was another gil, Chinese with her hair pulled back into a braid, and wearing the standerd robes for a witch. "Hi, are you Kagome?" "Yes." "Well my name is Cho Chang, and to let you know-" She drew her wand and pointed it at Kagome, "Harry's mine, he is mine and you can't have him. You don't deserve him, I want you to know that you silly little girl." Kagome started to back away slowly. "Kagome, Cho?" Cho spun around and hid her wand in her pocket. "Oh, Harry! I just wanted to meet your date! Now if you excuse me, I'll be leaving." And with that Cho exited. Harry looked puzzled, soon he decided to change the subject.
"You look, wow, you look amazing." Kagome smiled, showing the tips of her fangs. "Well I could say the same for you, but that would be an understatment." Kagome didn't like being topped in compliments so she always tried to make her date felt good looking, though for Harry that wasn't hard.
"So where are we going?" "I thought we might go dancing." Kagome looked at Harry, in a black tux, and blood red tie. He grabbed Kagome by the hand led her slowly out, when they were outside, he stated, "I have aranged for transportation." The transoportation was a carridge, drawn by two winged horses..."I believe you went all out for this Mr.Potter..." "And why not for such a lovely maiden?" "Why Harry Potter I do believe that you are trying to flirt with me." "It could be that or I could just be stating a simple fact." Kagome leaned over and kissed him, square on the lips, he returned it with just as much force, they were kissing passionetely when one of the horses stamped its foot on the ground, they pulled apart and stepped in the carrige. The flew off into the night, when they reached their destined place, it was a huge palace. "Where are we?" Asked Kagome. "We are at the palace of Bobatan in southeren France," Kagome could hardly believe it, "They are having a ball this evening and I thought we could attend, seeing as I have a invetation." Kagome smiled and took his hand, and they walked in, they were anouced as Lady Kagome, and Lord Harry. They walked down the giant stair cases and
reached the floor, Harry took her hand and led her to the dance floor, they began to dance, with a hauntingly beautiful meladoy. "Kagome...can I ask you something?" "Anything." "Kagome, could-" But Harry's reply was cut short as a scream was let out, rippling over the crowd. They turned to see a woman, dead on the floor.