It could be said that Draco has taste, it might not be necessarily good taste but at least its something. I eyed the dress he bought me for fifteen minutes before I actually put it on. It was ... nice, just nothing I'd choose for myself for a formal occasion. It made me feel like a very elegant and classy prostitute. It was dark green, silky and sort of corseted, maybe it would be better to say the top was made of two sides laced together at the front and the back. So it was very revealing but something told me it was better to be able to show off my dark mark when surrounded by deatheaters, they'd be less likely to question my loyalty ... maybe. Although I used a glamour to cover up my scar. The bottom of the dress was long and flowing and very slightly poofy. "So ... what were you actually thinking when you bought this dress?" I asked as Draco walked in dressed and ready to go.

"Why? Don't you like it?" he asked back

"I have mixed feelings towards it, part of me loves it and part of me hates it" I stated as I put on a lil bit of makeup.

"I just thought it would be perfect to wear among deatheaters and anyway I think you look stunning" He said smiling at me

"You would" I said chuckling.

We arrived slightly later than we planned and everyone seemed to have already arrived. The Ballroom was huge and impressive, everything was black green and silver, it was dimly lit my hundreds of candles and there was a slight snake theme. I guess that's just the standard way to decorate for a deatheater ball. I saw Draco's parents start to walk in our direction, they're pretty hard to miss. I heard Draco mutter a very sarcastic "Great!" and wanted to laugh but decided against it as they were getting so much closer.

"Draco!" his mother exclaimed and hugged him "I'm so glad you could make it." I think he was about to reply but he was then greeted by his father and his mother turned on me. "So, you must be Keira" she said as if she was addressing something stuck to the bottom of her rather nice stilettos.

"Yeah, and you must be Narcissa" I replied trying to keep my tone light, I offered her my hand but she ignored me and looked me over.

"Age?" she barked. For a moment I thought she couldn't be serious but a glance at Draco told me she was

"20 years 5 months and 16 days" I said smiling and ignoring her scowl

"House?" She snapped.

"Ravenclaw" I replied still smiling. So far I don't think she liked any of my answers

"Blood?"

"Pure" I answered getting bored

"Well at least that's something." She said rather clearly and loudly. 'Doesn't the silly woman have the decency to mutter things like that?' I thought. "You are aware that you Marriage to my son is fake, that it had to be forced and that we would never actually accept you into our family, aren't you?" she asked cruelly.

"I am very aware of that" I practically growled and was about to retort when I felt Draco squeeze my hand so I decided to keep my mouth shut. The gesture didn't go unnoticed by Narcissa.

"Are you two sleeping together?" she asked staring at our joint hands

"Yes" Draco and I replied simultaneously.

"You better not trap him!" she hissed at me "Your brat would not be accepted by this family either." The there was silence, no one knew what to say next, well I had something in mind but it was not at all appropriate.

"You look familiar!" Lucius said but something in his voice made it seem like an accusation.

"Well I don't believe we've met Mr Malfoy, but it's possible you may have seen me around" I replied trying to sound polite. It would be nice if one of his parents could tolerate me but I have a sneaking suspicion I know where he's seen me before and that won't help my cause. Then there was silence again. Only this time it was interrupted when someone came over.

"The Dark lord wishes to see you two" he announced look at Draco and me.

"My lord" we both muttered and bowed as we walked in to the Malfoy's study

"Take a seat" hissed Lord Voldemort harshly. Draco and I did as we were told and waited for him to continue. "From your reports it seems that there has been quite a lot of progress in getting him accepted back into society." I nodded in reply. "Then why haven't I had any information about regarding the order and their activities from either of you since the arrangement started?" he asked sounding slightly pissed.

"Well my lord" started Draco beating me to a reply "although Keira's friends have accepted me they still don't trust me, and while they don't trust me they won't let slip any information to Keira in case she tells me."

"However it's very possible that Draco is going to move up in the Ministry very soon which will could provide you with a slight bit more control of the Ministry." I added trying to make it seem like we were still useful.

"Good for Draco" he spat "But I already have plenty of people in the Ministry. And what about you Keira? What are you doing to prove your worth to me?" I tried to reply but my mind was faltering. "Do something soon or you'll be back to entertaining my guests."

"Yes My Lord" I muttered feeling slightly ashamed.

"You may leave" he announced to us and we both got up and bowed before leaving the study. My mind was racing and every five seconds it went 'Oh shit!'. As we headed back to the ballroom I felt Draco's arm around my waist and it actually comforted me to know he was there and possibly cared.

Once we were back we were forced to chat to people for about ten minutes and then we sat down to eat. There were a few speeches, one was even done by the dark lord himself but I didn't listen I just stared at my empty plate and tried to come up with ideas about how I'd get myself out of this mess. I could tell the speeches had stopped when about a hundred house elf's came out carrying silver tray's cramming with food. To be honest I didn't eat much, drank loads of wine wishing I had something stronger but I just couldn't eat. Draco tried to comfort me again and held my hand under the table, which made me smile at him. "You might want to slow down with the wine" he whispered to me. I raised an eyebrow at him "Ok you definitely won't want to slow down but for your own good I think you should" he replied and I chuckled and put my glass down.

"Happy now?" I asked snippily

"Ecstatic" he mumbled and gave me a quick kiss.