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"Did you ask her yet, Harry?" Ron asked.

"Not yet,"

"Harry you need to ask her soon. The ball is next week," Hermione.

"I know but I," Harry looked over his shoulder and saw Decora sitting with Malfoy and his posse. He couldn't understand why they get along so well. They were complete opposites. He turned around when Decora got up and headed towards the Gryffindor's table. She kept her eyes fixed on Harry. She sat down in the seat next to Ron and the great hall gasped.

"Hi Harry!" she said. Ron and Hermione looked up at Harry expectantly.

"Hi Decora. Um these are my friends Ron, Hermione and Ginny," he said pointing to each in turn. Decora flashed a friendly smile at each of them. The hall returned to its normal chatter and their voices could no longer be heard over everyone else's.

Draco couldn't believe it. She was sitting with him and they weren't studying. They were smiling and laughing. He didn't like it, he didn't like it one bit! He wondered if Potter would ask Decora to he ball. Draco smiled, if he did she would tell him that she already had a date and he would be heartbroken. Maybe this isn't so bad.

"So do you guys have dates to the ball?" Decora asked.

"Yeah," Hermione replied, "I'm going with Ron."

"What about you Ginny?"

"No but I still might go," Ginny said looking at Harry hopefully.

"Have you picked out dresses yet?" Both Hermione and Ginny shook their heads.

"Great! Because I have an idea. Why don't you let me design your dresses for you?" Ginny and Hermione looked at her questioningly. "Hermione I can see you in a slender amethyst dress with light pink shoes. And Ginny you'd look great in…a strapless black mermaid dress with fake glass slippers." Ginny and Hermione looked at each other worriedly. Decora sighed. "Let me show you," she said taking a folder out of her muggle bag. She flipped pages rapidly with her wand stopping only to show Hermione a beautiful lilac dress that looked as if it was made specifically for her. She gasped as Decora tapped it once and Hermione appeared inside the dress.

"It's perfect! When can I get it?" Hermione asked excitedly.

"Tomorrow. Now Ginny let me show you yours," Decora said flipping the pages again. She stopped the pages to show Ginny a strapless black dress with a ruffled mermaids tail. There were also grey elbow gloves and the bodice had diamonds glued to it. Ginny was in awe. She had never seen a dress so wonderful.

"I love it! When can I get mine?"

"The day after," Decora put her book away and tucked her wand in her pocket.

"Wait, wait. What are you gonna wear?" Ginny asked.

"That's a surprise," Decora said with a wicked grin. She sneaked a peak at Draco. He looked deliciously jealous. She smiled reassuringly in his direction and he almost smiled back. Someday I will get a real smile out of him.

"By the way Harry, how did you do on that report?"

"Well Snape said it was acceptable so it must have been good," Harry said chuckling. It's now or never, Harry! "Um do you have a date to the ball?"

"Yeah, why?" Decora asked arching an eyebrow. Harry slouched.

"No reason," he looked at Ginny, "Ginny, will you go to the ball with me?"

"Sure Harry!" Ginny said giddily. Finally! She thought. Decora smiled. Perfect!

"Well I think I should get back to my table before Draco pops a vain,"

"Please," Ron said, "he pops a vain every time he has to do manual labor." He laughed. Decora shot him a glare that shut him up very quickly. She stood and headed back to her table. "What the bloody hell was that all about?" he asked.

The Night Before the Ball

Draco stood in front of the mirror looking at him from all angles. He had to hand it to Decora. The suit she picked out was perfect. He was originally going to use his new black suit but Decora informed him that while it flattered him, it lacked real balance. She suggested at traditional suit with a white collar. The change was slight but it made all the difference. He unbuttoned his gold cuff links and proceeded to take of his shiny black shoes. He shrugged of his jacket and sat on the bed. He thought about her. He was actually glad that no one knew they were going to the ball together. Pansy had asked him but he told her he had a date. She never suspected that it might be her new best friend. Yes even though Decora was now the slytherin princess, she and pansy still got along famously. It was weird how whenever they were alone she was dominant one yet when out in the open she was an elite part of his posse. A knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. "What?" he shouted as angrily as possible.

"Draco, its just me," Decora said after opening the door. "I just came to make sure that your gonna be okay at the ball tomorrow."

"What do you mean?"

"Quite frankly, I mean, can you dance?"

"Sure," Draco said.

"Then show me," she said extending her arm. Draco stood and took her hand. He placed his other hand on her waist and began counting in his head. 1,2,3,1,2,3. He stared at his feet making sure they did not harm the dainty ones across from them. When it came to the list he looked up and saw her smiling down at him. He smiled back at her and put her down.

"See, I can dance," he said smirking.

"Not bad. Not bad at all. I guess it will have to do." Draco snickered. She's such a tease he thought. "Oh and one more thing," she said stepping closer to him. Draco stopped breathing. She searched his eyes but they were heavily shielded. She sighed. "Never mind."

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