"Have you been asked to the Halloween dance?" Emma asked as I grabbed another piece of bacon. I shook my head and shrugged.
"Who are you going with?"
"No one yet, but I know who I i want /i to ask me." She glanced over at Jeff who was talking to a group of boys including Derrick.
"Ooh, you like Jeff?"
"Sh," She glanced around worriedly, "No one knows."
"You should just ask him." I sat back as if it would be the easiest thing in the world, and Emma's eyes got big.
"Like you would ever do that..."
"Sure I would." I looked over at Greg Flinch-Fletchley, a boy whose father had always been nice to my dad ever since he had been petrified and they had accused my dad of being the 'heir of Slytherin. He was pretty cute; I used to have a crush on him so I could go with him.
Greg was in Hufflepuff, and I shouted out (he was across at the other table), "Hey, Greg." He looked up at me and nodded. "You wanna go to the dance with me."
"Yeah, sure, we'll talk later." He smiled and winked at me. I laughed. "See, easy."
"Wow, I don't have that much courage." I smiled, now excited that I had a date.
"I have an idea." Emma raised an eyebrow, "Don't worry, by the end of the night, you will have a date to the Halloween Dance." As I said this, Carrie came running into the Great Hall and up to us. Her cheeks were red from the wind blowing outside.
"Girls, I have awesome news." She pulled out a piece of parchment and unrolled it. "Look, Gryffindor is looking for some new people to play on the Quidditch team, and they are going to allow first years!" Emma and I both screamed and Carrie smiled proudly at her news.
"I am so gonna try out, Al is the seeker, but I would settle for the keeper," that was my second favorite position. Carrie nodded.
"They lost a lot of good people last year, three left, I am gonna try out for a beater, my father's position." Carrie looked at her nails as if this should just be understood.
"Don't look at me, they are gonna have cheerleaders this year like muggles so I am gonna be one of those." I laughed at Emma's choice. We had gotten to be good friends, and Carrie and I had decided we would make her an honorary "Weasley" and invite her to Christmas because she was supposed to stay in the castle during break. Plates started vanishing and we all got up to go to Herbology, Natasha's dad's class. Not that I didn't like Neville, or I guess it is Professor Longbottom. Well, we went outside with our robes rapped around us running for the greenhouse. Professor Longbottom stood by a long row of tables. I walked over and sat on the stool next to Jeff's.
"Hey, Jeff, I haven't talked to you lately."
"Yeah, since your outburst I thought it might be the smart thing to do." I rolled my eyes. I would have kept talking, but Professor Longbottom started class.
"Alright, class, today we will be working on Billings root, has everyone ever used that?" Logan Reynolds raised his hand and started shaking it excitedly.
"Yes, you there, where have you used it?"
"In cooking of course, Billings root is ginger."
"Very good, five points to Gryffindor." He looked at us as if he felt sorry for us.
"Bloody hell, you think his head would explode with that much information." Jeff snorted and Derrick looked at him from across the room. I just rolled my eyes. "So, who are you going to ask to the dance?"
"I don't know, I would ask you, but I heard you ask today." I giggled as Logan answered another question and Professor Longbottom congratulated him, oblivious to the fact that we were talking.
"You know who you should ask?"
"Who?"
"Emma, you guys are good friends, it would be fun."
Jeff considered it, and I bit my lip hoping I wasn't being to obvious. "Yeah, I will, I mean, Derrick is taking Carrie and you..." but I wasn't listening. All I heard was the fact that Derrick was taking Carrie. i Carrie /i , my cousin. Jeff nodded his head, and I sat there staring at Carrie who was doodling on her parchment next to Emma who was looking at me. When Jeff looked away, I held thumbs up halfheartedly. She smiled and whispered to Carrie who smiled at me. I in turn gave her a different finger than a thumb. She looked confused but class was dismissed and I looked at what we had for homework up front written in the air. I wrote it in my planner and charged outside.
Carrie was running after me and caught up to me as I walked over to Hagrid's, because I promised my dad I would see him at Hagrid's.
"Lily, what is your problem?" I stood there with my arms crossed.
"You're going with i Derrick! /i Why would you even consider him as date material?" She looked down, frowning.
"I knew you'd be upset."
"Ya think?" I started walking, but she grabbed my arm.
"Look, I know you don't like Derrick, at least, I think you don't, but you never minded when Emma hung out with him, so when he asked me, I just accepted."
"I don't mind Emma because she grew up with them, but you are a cousin, and that is betrayal." I started walking away, and she grabbed my elbow again.
"Okay, but you have to know, if you would get past the whole 'Draco is his dad' thing, he is really nice, and he is always trying to get to know you, asking me and Emma and Jeff questions all the time, so try, just try." She walked away and I stomped off to Hagrid's in rage.
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"You see, your honor, I need more time because my client has been in Azkaban for almost ten years, he needs time to recuperate after such an extensive period." Sally's sapphire robes swished as she walked around the court room. The judge tapped his beard, thinking. Sean Thomas nervously shuffled some papers, hoping this didn't go through.
"Mr. Thomas, is there any reason--"
"None that I can think of right now, only it will have dramatic effect on how well Mr. Malfoy is coached."
"I am sorry, that isn't enough to make me not swing it, Ms. Perks brings up many points on why it should be postponed. I will grant Ms. Perks till November 21st, no later." He slammed down his hammer thingy (can't think of name) and stood up as Sean Thomas cursed. Sally Perks smiled and loaded up her briefcase, now a blue to match her robes.
"Good luck next time, Mr. Thomas."
"Thank you, I hope you have him coached well enough to get at least one vote." Sally smiled with her sultry lips and winked at him with her grey eyes.
"I hope I do too, Mr. Thomas." She shook his hand and walked out. Sean looked down to see a slip of paper with an address on it and said 'travel by floo.'
"She is bloody nuts." He said. Looking at his wedding ring and shaking his head at her blatant come on. She only wanted to get his guard down so he would go easier on her during trial, but now he actually knew how Sally Perks won so many cases...
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I burst through the door to see Dad sitting with Hagrid over a cup of tea.
"Hi, honey, what are you all stormed up about?" Dad stood up as I walked over and sat down.
"Nothing, it's nothing, I got into a fight with Carrie, it will blow over, don't worry about it." He nodded, though I could tell he wasn't entirely convinced. I took the tea Hagrid was offering me and smiled appreciatively.
"Well, Malfoy got an extension." Harry said.
"Thas' ridiculous." Hagrid said, shaking his head. Al walked through the door and gave Dad a hug then sat in the chair next to me.
"Hey, I heard you screaming, are you okay," He whispered in my ear as Hagrid and Dad started talking about 'old times' at Hogwarts and all of Hagrid's weird animals. I nodded and gave him a reassuring smile. He turned back to Hagrid and Dad. "So, what brings you to Hogwarts today?"
"Well," Dad looked down at his tea. "I am here to talk to Malfoy's boy. Do you know anything about him?" My insides curdled at the thought of him.
"Yeah, more than I ever want to," I grumbled. Dad raised his eyebrow at my comment. "He is in my grade and he is taking Carrie to the Halloween ball."
"Oh, and is this what you were fighting over." I stared at the floor so I wouldn't have to answer and my dad remained silent along with Al and Hagrid. "Well, is it?"
"Yes," I mumble.
"I see, well, I doubt you have to worry about Derrick Malfoy, he was given to his grandparents on his mother's side when his mother became a raging alcoholic when he was two. The two grandparents had more principles. They taught him well from what I hear." I roll my eyes. Dad just didn't get it. He was still a Malfoy. "Well, I hope you sort it out with Carrie, and don't be too hard on Malfoy." Then dad asked how Al was doing in school and we all had small catch up from there. We had excuses from our class so we were free till lunch.
After saying good-bye to Dad, I walked into the Great Hall. No one was there yet, so I picked a seat at the exact middle of the Gryffindor table. Al sat down next to me.
"You know, you have always been a hot head, just like your hair." His dark hair fell in his eyes and I stuck my tongue out at him. "It's true, I remember when I told you that you couldn't play Quidditch with my friends and you gave me a horrible black eye." I laughed.
"Yeah, but you don't get it, I just hate him, I can't help it."
"Are you sure that's it?"
"What are you talking about, of course I am sure."
"Are you sure that you aren't just mad at Carrie because you wanted to have Derrick ask you." I sat up straight and punched him full force in the arm. "OW!"
"You deserve it; of course that isn't why I am upset. I hat Derrick, I don't i like /i him." Al rubbed his arm.
"I told you you were a hot head."
"I suggest you go over and sit away from me and never bring up me liking Derrick again or else I will give you a new shiner." Al rolled his eyes and walked away as the Hall started filling up. I crossed my arms as Emma sat down across from me.
"Whoa, you want to kill my face with that glare." I stuck my tongue out again and she laughed. "Here's your homework and a copy of my notes from the last class." I nodded and gave her a smile of appreciation.
"Thank you, sorry for glaring at you, I'm in a bad mood because people don't know how to shut the bloody hell up." She nodded and opened started eating a sandwich. Carrie walked up and sat next to me as I gave her death glares.
"Okay, we can either 'A' act like nothing happen, 'B' Laugh about it, or 'C' admit we were both wrong on some level."
"I pick 'D' Get the Hell away from me."
"Sorry, you flunked the test, the correct answer was 'A'." She started eating.
"Hey, are you a comedian?"
"Huh?"
"Then why are you such a joke." I stood up and stormed out of the lunch room.
She was being horrible, how could she think I would just forget about it, we had a fight, and I was still fuming I turned and rammed into someone knocking me onto my butt. I looked up and a boy was picking up my spilt books.
"I am so sorry, it was an accident." He said, helping me up.
"I'm fine, thank you." I look up into his brown eyes and suddenly I'm smiling. He has shaggy blond hair and is tanned perfectly considering it is early October. "I'm Lily," I said, wishing I could have thought of something funny to say about him running into me.
"Vincent." He smiles warmly.
"Nice to meet you." I glance down and see the Gryffindor emblem on his robes.
"Can I help you with these?"
"Yeah." We start walking and I notice how tall he is. "You must be a second year."
"How did you guess?"
"I would have remembered you being sorted if you weren't." He smiles and I blush a little. We get to the pink lady and Vincent gives her the password. As we walk through the port hole, he hands me my books and I smile sweetly.
"So I suppose someone as famous as Lily Potter already has a date to the dance?"
I frown, disappointed now with the fact that I already asked Greg, "Yeah, I already have a date."
"Well, save me a dance." He nudges my chin then walks up to the boys dormitory. 'oh my gooooood.' I thought to myself as I sat down next to Jeff.
"Did you see that?" He rolls his eyes and nods. "Oh, my gawd, he was cute." He laughs.
"Do I really need to know that?" I pinch him playfully.
"No, but I'm not talking to Carrie and Emma is with her so you are like, a close third."
"I love being third," He smiled and shook his brown hair.
"I am so ready for the ball now. He told me to save a dance." I say excitedly, poking him repeatedly to show how hyper I now was.
"I know, I heard, looks like someone has competition." I stop and raise a brow.
"Who has competition?" His eyes get big and he looks at me for a second.
"No one...I mean, your date does."
"No you don't."
"Who says I am not?" I pinch him again. "Hey, stop doing that, I'm gonna bruise."
"Who else likes me, Jeff?" He started inching towards me like he was going to kiss me and I slowly back away. When he got close enough he smiled and started laughing.
"You should have seen your face, Potter, you looked like you were gonna puke."
"That was mean," I try to say with an angry face, but start laughing. "If you ever do that to me again, I will pummel you."
"Sure or just back away wishing I was Vincent." We both stand up and start walking to the next class, laughing the whole way...
"We have to find some sort of costume." Carrie said as we shifted through another pile of rubbish. We found out it was too hard to fight when you were as close as we were. I wrinkled my noise.
"I know, we only have another hour to find the ultimate costumes for the Halloween Ball. I knew it was masquerade, but I was having trouble finding the right one. Emma walked out twirling in a costume that was white and said 'Marilyn Monroe.
"Hot, but short." Carrie said and Emma smiled.
"Perfect, I am getting it." I laughed.
"I don't know, it would be hard to get a mask."
"So, I could make one of silk. We smiled. She was looking at the picture on the tag of a woman standing on a vent. Carrie turned to a rack and I kept looking through another box.
"Cheese and rice, look at this." Carrie pulled out a costume that was a tight dress with a collar sticking up around the neck and a stake with three horns. It was bright red with boots and horns attached. On the label it said 'She-devil'. She ran into the curtain and came out wearing it.
"Wow, you would look pretty good, do devils really look like that?"
"They do when I wear it." I smile and stand up to look at the rack. A glittery skirt catches my eye and I pull out a long flowing blue dress. The sleeves are down and it has a poofy skirt. I look at the tag and it says 'Cinderella.'
"Wow, I like this one."
"How traditional, just make sure your out by midnight." I smile and try it on. It looks magnificent. I smile and look at the girls standing in awe.
"I am gonna be a pumpkin." They giggle and we all change back and go up to the front. Emma helps us pay because she spends time with Muggle cousins every summer. We head out and run to the alley with the portkey. "You ready?" I whisper and we all grab it and we come up to the front doors of Hogwarts. The doors creak open and we run up to the castle with what we bought.
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I stood in front of the mirror on October 31st. The night of the masquerade ball was here. The glittery blue mask sat hiding the top of my face. I smile, hardly recognizing myself. My red hair is sitting in a French twist on the top of my head. Carrie walks up with her red mask and coffee hair in a mass of curls. Emma was still doing her makeup with a 'Phantom of the Opera' type mask waiting to be put on her and her Marilyn do. She smiles as she puts on the finishing touches. We all walk downstairs together where boys are waiting for girls with their masks off so we could find them. Emma smiles as she walks over to Jeff and he takes her arm.
"Well, I can't see-er, I mean my date isn't here." Carrie says, frowning at me.
"I bet he will be. There is Greg, I should go over." I walk over and smile at him, wondering where Derrick is for Carrie.
"Wow, you look amazing."
"Yeah, the whole mask thing means you don't have to see my face." He laughs and we start walking downstairs.
"So, how do you like Hogwarts?"
"Oh just fine." I turn and look back to see Natasha hugging someone who looks like Vincent hello. Jealousy swirls through me but I look back at Greg shaking it off. "I don't really like potions, but other than that it's good. Defense Against the Dark Arts is amazing, even if the professor is rubbish."
"Yes, I like Herbology the best." I smile and we start dancing. So what if Greg wasn't my first pick, we had always been good friends, and I was comfortable around him. I see him scan the room and his eyes lock on someone dancing. I look over and smile.
"So, you like Kiera?"
"Sh," he smiles at me. "I know, we are in different houses, but we knew each other well before that."
"Gawd, we are only eleven and we already like people like other people."
"Yeah, it is sad." I smile and we keep dancing. "So, if I ask to cut in with Jim whats his name you could dance with Kiera."
"Really, and you wouldn't mind?" I shook my head and slowly danced over to them.
"We don't know each other well, how about we switch partners." Kiera looks at me confusedly but she switches nicely. I smile as I see her and Greg dance off. "So, Jim, do you like Quidditch?"
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I rub my feet from all the dancing I've done. Emma and Carrie are no where to be found, having too much fun with their dates. I smile at the thought that Greg never came back after dancing with Kiera.
"You look like your having fun." I look up and smile.
"Hello, I am Ms. Potter, my first name must not be said considering it's a masquerade ball." He smiles at my flirtatiousness.
"Well, in that case I am Mr. Krum, and I request a dance with Ms. Potter." My eyes get wide at the thought that Vincent was Victor's son, but I hand him my hand and he leads me on the dance floor, we start dancing, and I look at the clock. I still had two hours until I was a pumpkin.
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"Mr. Malfoy, remember, I am here to go over some good tips." Sally said, looking at her emerald watch. It matched her briefcase and her robes. Draco sat there, looking at her pouting red lips and her strait as a pin hair that hung around her face.
He smiled, "You have beautiful lips."
"Thank you, and you have a beautiful wife, let's get back to work." She handed him more note cards. "We need a strong case, so you need to know symptoms of common mind control." He nodded, not paying attention, now he was looking down at how her breathing affected her chest. "Mr. Malfoy, if you want to look at someone's chest, the person down the hall in the corner cell has bigger ones and he doesn't mind anyone looking at them."
"Well, I prefer a more beautiful dish." He stood up and made his way towards the other side of the table.
"Mr. Malfoy," Sally stood up to try to ward him up and he pushed her against the wall. Their lips crashed and Malfoy felt better than he had in years felling a beautiful woman's lips all over him. He brought his lips down to her neck, pulling down the robe and felt the strait hair around his face. He started kissing her neck and she moaned. Then suddenly, Sally realized what she was doing and pushed him away. "Mr. Malfoy, she repeated, "You will constrain yourself."
"Why, Wood, won't be here for a few more minutes," he said, moving towards her. She held up a hand, warding him off.
"Sir, I am your lawyer, and we cannot have a relationship for the fact that you are supposed to be a loving father and husband and if we did, I couldn't represent you."
"Yes, I know, but no one has to know about this." He said, starting to kiss her neck again. God it had been forever since his last shag, his wife, Melody, a person of no brain but much money cut him off and started shagging his old friends, and he felt so good kissing this woman.
It had been a while for Sally, too. She wanted this, wanted to let go, but knew she couldn't not with Wood on his way. She pushed Malfoy away, much to both their disappointments, and took out some new lipstick which she applied then handed him a notebook. "You need to study these, and I will see you tomorrow." He pushed her against the wall and kissed her long and hard, holding her wrists down.
"I look forward to it." He whispered seductively in her ear. She took a deep breath and reapplied lipstick again. Wood walked into the room and put a tie around Malfoy magically and took him back to the cell. He walked into the room and looked as Sally gathered up papers.
"I don't get it, why would you want to represent someone like Malfoy."
Sally took a deep breath, "I always pay my debts." She said, smiling at Wood. He smiled back.
"You know, I think there is more to you than you let on."
"You know what," Sally walked up to Wood and kissed him right on the lips, "So do I." She walked out of the room leaving Wood flabbergasted.
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As a matter of fact, Sally was mentioned in a previous Harry Potter book, during the sorting hat, right before Harry's name was said. No it doesn't say which house she goes into, but she did go into Slytherin. But back then she wasn't the grey eyes, brunette beauty that she is now. No, back then she was a scraggly, scrawny, tomboy who hid behind books and broomsticks. She had spent six years with the Harry and Malfoy, until they both didn't come back on the seventh year. That was when Sally had put on makeup and done her hair and made her backpack have a camouflage spell on it so it changed colors to match her robes and clothes. She was chased that year, but before that she had a very large, you could say, stalker crush on Draco Malfoy. She also had a crush on Harry Potter, even though Draco hated him, and she had a bigger crush on Draco. Well, she had spent years watching the two of them, wishing she could be Pansy or Cho or Ginny, but always being cast into a shadow by her greasy hair and glasses. No one even knew her, but she knew them, and she had debts to pay with more than just Malfoy...
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