Draco's POV
I immediately looked around the hall when Professor Flitwick finished casting the charm.
I didn't recognize anyone except for Blaise, Potter, and Weasley. Weasley's red hair is like a symbol or something. Potter was beside, him so I'm sure it's him.
I was looking around for at least a single girl I know and I caught someone's eye.
From all the girls I've seen tonight so far, I could say she was the most beautiful one.
Her long brunette hair was styled in an elegant bun with a few strands framing her face.
Her emerald green dress was made of silk. It was simple, yet it made her look gorgeous, unlike Pansy who wore a light green dress with too much designs.
She wore a pair of 4-inch high heeled shoes which match her dress.
Her mask was the purest of white, like her. She looked like a Slytherin, and at the same time, innocent.
I wonder who she is. Who was behind the mask? Did I taunt her? Or maybe not?
I hope it was the first, but there was a voice at the back of my mind that told me it was the lather portion. I couldn't tell.
I snuck a look at Blaise and saw that he was staring in the same manner as I was at the girl beside her.
I turned to Blaise when he looked at me. We nodded at each other and that was all it took as we approached the girls.
I positioned my hand on her waist while she put hers on my shoulder.
Our hands connected and we started to dance to the music.
While dancing, I pulled her close to me. She readily followed without hesitation.
We danced and talked all night long only with each other.
I couldn't help but notice her eyes. They were the most beautiful pair I have ever seen. They were chocolate brown, and the oddest thing is they look familiar. I can't help but remember seeing it somewhere.
"Are you a Slytherin?" she suddenly asked me.
"Yeah, anyone could tell that."
"Obviously," she said, "you dress like one."
"What about you?" I ask her, "Are you?"
"No," she laughed, "I'm not, but I'm pretty sure I look like one."
"That's true." I continued," If your not in Slytherin, then which house are you in?"
"Well, you could just say the opposite of Slytherin."
"You mean Gryffindor?" She nodded.
"Your really brave, wearing the Slytherin colors I mean."
"Thanks."
We were resting on the chairs when she asked me,"Can we go out for a while? It's too noisy here and I can't here hear myself think."
"Sure, my lady, anything you wish will be my comand."
"Thanks," she said, blushing deep red. "You sound like a genie."
We both laughed and I offered her my arm.
She took it and we stepped out of the party and into the garden.
We walked for a while and found the perfect spot to sit down.
I didn't know if I could actually fall in love with a person I've just met, moreover I still haven't seen her face.
She was too hard to resist. She's kind, caring and gentle. I could't help but soften when I'm with her.
"Can you tell me your name?" I asked her.
"It depends," she said, looking at the ground.
"Why?"
"Well, If you knew who I am and if you won't like me, you might do something to hurt my feelings."
"I promise that I'll never do anything bad."