Hmmm... I have 76 alerts. I haven't gotten a review since two chapters ago. why am I thinking that I should get 76 reviews per chapter, more or less? Really, my readers are very mean. I'll update as much as I can, truly. R&E&R

Hermione and Draco entered the Greengrass Manor, arm in arm, to be greeted warmly by Harry, Ginny, Blaise, Pansy, Rita Kahn, the hostess herself, with a scoop scoping Rita Skeeter a little away from the crowd.

Astoria half smirked, half smiled as she led the pair into the drawing room of the house.

"As this is a Spring party, themed around artistic concepts", Astoria explained, "I've taken the trouble to arrange an art gallery to view at pleasure"

Attempting to stay polite, Hermione asked, "Which artists have you arranged for?"

With a sickeningly sweet smile, Astoria answered, "You'll see"

The party was held in the massive ball room. Dancing couples swished around he dance floor, in their fancy dresses.

Suddenly, Hermione felt almost under dressed. She had worn a floor length, halter neck in red and silver jewelry, both extremely simple.

Hermione and Draco danced for what seemed forever, served shot after shot. Hermione was merely uncoordinated by the time they moved to the gallery.

The first painting, displayed in a huge frame, taking up most of the central and peripheral view, brought only one word to Hermione's fuzzed mind.

Drastoria.

Hermione was the Artist of Honour with her plethora of drasticness painting.

The first word from Draco, however, was, "Oh, bloody shit"