Mag sat on the curb of a London street completely lost with no way to get back to The Grimmauld Place. She should've just floo'd to Bill or Charlie's they would've covered for her. She stood up and looked around; maybe she could get to the Ministry from here. She walked down the street until she found a subway she walked down the stairs and heard a familiar voice.

"Oh Bill that vas an amazing evening." It was a French accent that made her annoyed just from that sentence. She turned and saw a familiar blonde veela hanging on her eldest brother's arm. Relief swept through her entire being when she saw him.

'Thank Merlin.' She thought.

"Bill!" Mag shouted running over to him. A look of shock came over his face as he looked over at her.

"Mag?" He questioned. Fleur looked over and a look of disgust came over her face. "What are you doing here?"

"It's a long story I'll give you the gist of it. I snuck out, got lost, my feet hurt and I'm really tired and want to go to bed." She said her voice getting higher and tears welling in her eyes. Bill wrapped his arm around her.

"Mag it'll be ok I'll get you back." He tried to awkwardly comfort her.

"But Bill vhat about ze rest of our date?" Fleur whined.

"Fleur she's my little sister I have to help her." He said to Fleur "I'll make it up to you I swear."

"Alright." She sighed before walking away. When she was gone Bill took off his coat and put it across her shoulders.

"You must be freezing."

"Thanks Bill." She looked down at the ground as they walked out of the subway "Sorry I ruined your date."

"Eh it wouldn't have gone anywhere."

"Is she a prude?" Mag asked smirking.

"No, quite the opposite actually." He smiled at her.

"To conceited for you?"

"Kind of. But enough about me for now let's get you back to The Grimmauld Place." Bill said turning into an alley way.

"Sounds good." She said grabbing his arm.

Bill had apparated them both just outside the house.

"Um... your dress." He said.

"What do you mean?" She asked looking down at it.

"Well knowing mom she's waiting for you and she won't just believe that you were out with me if you showed up in it."

"Good point. Make it look like something else." She said. Bill raised his wand and made the elegant dress look like blue jeans and a white tank top, the heels in her hand were made to look like ratty sneakers. Then he raised his wand and number 12 appeared. They walked into the door and just as Bill said Molly was sitting there in a chair.

"Magdaline. Where have you been?" She shouted standing up. Bill instantly came to her rescue.

"Mom don't you remember?" She looked up at him with that motherly look. "You said I could take Mag to dinner."

"It's almost 3 in the morning dinner should not have taken that long."

"Well, see the thing is we traveled by the muggle subway and the train broke down so we had to wait in the car. It wasn't like we could've apparated in front of a whole car of muggles."

"Oh well I guess you're right." She said believing Bill obvious lie. "Well Mag just go up to bed and Bill I bet you're exhausted you can stay here tonight if you want."

"It's ok mom I'll apparated home."

Mag walked up the stairs and into the room she shared with Hermione and took off the dress. Putting it and the shoes in the trunk she grabbed her PJ's. Once she put them on Mag climbed into bed and instantly fell asleep.

The next morning she couldn't get Lucius out of her mind. All she saw when she closed her eyes was his piercing silver ones. Several times that day she'd find an excuse to go up to her room to look at the dress. She didn't think Draco sent it to her since he had no clue who she was, the only other person she could think of was Lucius; it made her stomach do back flips when she thought about the gesture.

Lucius sat in his private study the next afternoon thinking about the oldest Weasley girl. He didn't expect her to know he sent her the dress nor did he expect her to make the connection. He took a sip of his glass of whiskey and looked at the chair she sat in the night before. How he had wanted to take her then and there or maybe on his oak desk, but that time would come. He would make her want him so much she'd be begging for him. Of course she was so proud, it would take a lot of time and effort to accomplish this but it would happen but his plan was set into motion.

Lucius downed the rest of his drink and left his study.