Chapter 3-A Charity Ball Is Not A Place For Dates To Be Made
A/N: All Next Gen noncanon characters belong to me. Sorry about the randomness of the last chapter, I have been in a right mind lately. Thanks for giving this story a chance. This Chapter is dedicated to my awesome bestie-friend Gretchen. Who is in Ravenclaw.
Unluckily enough, Scorpius comes to me after dinner and says that we get to attend the Charity Ball this weekend I don't even know why we bother hoping he'll say no, as Professor Longbottom is also a good friend of my mum's. Bollocks, bollocks, and triple bollocks.
Well, after a rather uneventful week, except for all of the snogging Cole and I have been doing, we have to seperate. Scorpius and I are on our way to the Headmaster's office, with nothing but our rucksacks full of homework, as we will be staying the weekend to endure two Charity Balls. Nice. Scorpius doesn't say anything, therefore, I am also silent. I haven't really seen him all week, aside from breakfast, lunch, and dinner. But, that's normal. We're both busy with our own snogees. A fact that Scorpius has not failed to notice and, often gives Cole dirty looks from his end of the table.
"Allisha and Scorpius, come in. You are right on time, your mother is expecting you and ready for your arrival, see you sunday night" Professor Longbottom says, smiling.
We both nod at the same time before yelling out "Malfoy Manor, Wiltshire!" and with that, we are standing in the large entrance into the manor. Mum is standing by the staircase, looking very happy to see us. She can't actually miss us that much, it's only been a week since we'd seen her. Allison Hart-Malfoy was a very beautiful woman. She was slender and petite, with jet-black hair, violet eyes, and milk-white skin. She was my father's only and true love. Yes, my beautiful, kind, and unselfish mother. Was one of a kind. The only woman that could melt my father's heart.
"My darlings!! I've missed you so much!" she sighs, embracing us tightly in her arms. I feel like her twin except that I am pessimistic, sarcastic, and well...nothing like her in personality. Just the looks department, and even that is a little shoddy as, I am not even in her cup size. I am practically a carbon copy of my mum. Hair, face, legs, waist, height, eyes. Except the breasts, which is why I somewhat resent our almost alike-appearance. Did the busty gene skip a generation? Or what?
"Where's dad?" Scorpius asks, somewhat morosely. I think I know what's coming. He's about to tell dad he's dating Rose, thus angering him and causing a family meeting. What a masochist. All I know is that he better not mention Cole to mum or dad.
"Your father is still at the office in Edinburgh and won't be back until the ball starts. Is there something wrong sweetheart?" mum says, looking at him with worry.
"No, mother. I just wish to speak to him, it's a male thing mother" Scorpius says, smiling at her reassuringly. Scorpius always was a smooth operator.
"Oh alright, well why don't you and your sister go get ready for the ball. It's in less than an hour. You will find the proper attires on your beds. Now, get to it, I would like to see you both presentable and on time for when the guests arrive" mum says, smiling before walking off to check on the last minute details. She is already in emerald green dress robes, her hair up in a very elegant style, and her makeup and jewelry perfectly in place.
"Well, this is going to be a long weekend. And we still have the welcoming ball to look forward to next weekend" Scorpius says, sarcastically as we seperate in opposite directions.
As soon as I come out in brand new Topaz robes, with my hair done up and my face made up, Scorpius comes out in his brand new onyx robes, his hair slicked back. He looks just my father at this moment. I know he hates that so I won't say it. I don't need him to be my enemy tonight.
"Oh, you two look absolutely perfect. Oh Scorpy, you look just like your father! And Alli, you look just like me at that age" mum says, as we reach the bottom of the staircase. Nice to know I looked like her. Like I don't hear that at every function my parents make me go to.
Hours later, I'm bored out of my mind and standing by the refreshment table by myself when, someone pokes me from behind. I turn around in shock as Robbie Davies smiles down at me. Yep, he is just that much taller than me. What was he doing here? I thought Scorpius and I would be the only ones our age here.
"What are you doing here?" I ask, sounding a little rude.
"My mother is one of the Chairpersons interested in your mother's new program. Is that a problem?" he asks, in his poetically deep voice. Robbie is one of the fittest looking blokes at Hogwarts, and he's in Ravenclaw! And he's in 7th year! and he's talking to me!! But why?
"No, not a problem. Um well, it was nice talking to you and all but, I think I should go somewhere else" I say, still looking up at his gorgeous icy eyes.
"Why do you think you should go somewhere else?" he asks, making me want to jump his bones. No! No! Bad Alli! You have a boyfriend!! I mentally scold myself for my sexual thoughts about someone who's not my boyfriend.
"Um, no reason. Except that you are speaking to me now when, you've never even uttered a single syllable in my direction. Why the change?" I asked him, mentally slapping myself for saying too much.
"Oh, well. I guess I never really noticed you much Allisha. Sorry, and I would also like to ask you two questions" he says, giving me his perfectly perfect smile.
"Um, okay what's the first one?" I say, stupidly.
"May I have this dance?" he asks, making my heart go slightly wobbly. Oh bloody Voldemort's bollocks.
"Yes, yes, yes!" I say, throwing myself into his arms. Wow, I am really mental, aren't I? Well, at least there's nothing in the dating rulebook that says that you can't dance with a fit bloke even if you are seeing another bloke.
"Great" he says, taking my hand and walking me to the dance floor. He takes my hand and places it on one of his really great shoulders. My other hand makes it's way to the tips of his chin-length black hair, as his hands find themselves on my waist.
I smile as I look up into his icy-blue eyes and we sway to the music. He really is a lovely dancer, and has really soft and shiny hair. I wonder what kind of shampoo he uses. Oh shut up Alli! I am a babbler aren't I? He smiles and brings my body closer to his, this Charity Ball isn't as bollocks as I thought it would be.
"What's the second question?" I whisper as I lay my head against his shoulder.
"Will you be my date to the Welcoming Ball next weekend?" he asked, as I looked up at him.
I drop my hands away from his shoulders and frown. "You're asking me on a date now? Here? At the Charity Ball?" I ask, utterly surprised. Honestly, I never knew something like this could happen to me. Why out of all of the better looking and less mad females at Hogwarts did he have to ask me out? Maybe he's just doing it so that my mum will donate galleons or sponsor one of his mum's charity events. I mean, they both are on the board of The Charitable Witches Foundation.
Or, maybe he really just wants to date me. Besides, Scorpius would really be pissed if I went with a seventh year. But, then Cole will find out and dump me. Besides, I am going to go with Cole, it is our duty as boyfriend and girlfriend to go to such events together. ARGHH!! What in bloody Voldemeort's arse am I babbling on about?? Stop thinking Alli, you know you go mental when you over think things!!
"Uh, sorry Robbie. As much as I would love and believe me I would lovelovelovelovelovelovelovelove to go with you, I can't" I say, smiling apologetically.
"Why not?" he asks, though he doesn't look too curious.
"Well, I'm seeing someone right now and we are going to the ball together" I say, smiling again.
"Oh, well alright then. I gave it a shot and I was turned down. No hard feelings" he says, not looking the least bit disappointed. What is it with him? Is he a prostidude or something?
"Great, well I see my dad, I'll talk to you later" I say, as I make my way to where my father is standing with a few of his colleagues.
"Oh, hello Pet. How's daddy's little princess?" he asks, giving me a tight one armed hug. Oh, bollocks he's a bit sloshed. Already? It's not even close to midnight.
"Fine daddy, um where's mummy?" I asked, trying to escape the old pervs and my slightly sloshed father. Mum's not going to be too happy about this.
"Oh, she's talking to Mrs. Nott and Your Grandmother by the grande pianoforte" he answered, before turning back to Mr. Nott and his partner Mr. Zabini. Who by all accounts I do consider a man whore. He's never at a Charity function with the same date twice. My father says that it was probably due to his mum's social life when he was my age.
I decide to avoid my parents all together and to seek out my brother, who is hopefully having a better time than I was. "Allisha, you remember Miss Parkinson?" Scorpius says, in an attempt to be saved from Darcy's cousin.
"Oh, yes. How are you Miss Parkinson?" I ask, grinning a bit madly.
"Oh, do call me Pandora! I am doing quite fine. I was just trying to convince your handsome brother to join my family and myself on a trip to France this spring" she says, giggling coquetishly. She'd just graduated from Hogwarts over the summer and has her eyes on my brother. Like her psycho cousin Darcy. What is it with Parkinson women and Malfoy men?
"Oh, h-how nice, well excuse me, I must go and freshen up in the little girls room" I say, walking away. I could feel my brother's death glare burning a hole in the back of my skull. It's not my fault he's overly popular and crazy girls like him. What can I do to help? Nothing, that's what.
Why do people have the need to make dates at a Charity Ball? I see no sense in that. Apparently neither does my dear older brother. He's just hiding behind the buffet table now and silently begging me to send Pandora Parkinson in the opposite direction if she asks about him. I've said it once and I'll say it again: A Charity Ball is not a place for dates to be made.