Chapter 22

Trinity crawled out of bed at half past six on Saturday. She had a shower and used her wand to dry her hair. She pulled on a pair of dark blue skinny jeans, black dolly shoes and her green hoodie before pulling her hair into a messy bun.
Having one hour to spare before she had to go to detention with Professor Umbridge, Trinity began her Dark Arts essay. She had gotten about half way through when she checked the time. She scrambled around, only realising that she had ten minutes until she had to be at her detention. She shoved all her things into her bag before leaving her dorm and running down the corridor.

Trinity was running past the Dungeons when she ran into someone, or rather - the entire Slytherin Quidditch team.
The boys began laughing, "oh look here." One of them stated, "we've got ourselves a Gryffindor!"
"The hot Seeker at that." Another snickered.
Trinity scrambled to her feet and ran off down the corridor. She entered the classroom to find Umbridge sat at her desk with a pokcet watch. "Miss Riddle." The Professor snapped her pocket watch closed, "you're thirty seconds late, I might just have to hold you for another thirty minutes!" Her wand smacked against one of the desks. "Now sit down!"
Trinity was quite happy to sit down, especially after that morning jog from one side of the school to the other.

Detention flew by quite quickly, Professor Umbridge wanted to know what Trinity was doing, where she was going, and who she was with. Once Trinity explained that she had been at Hagrids Hut and had just dropped something into Madam Pince in the library, Trinity was free to go. But really, what was she going to do for the rest of the morning? She remembered the Slytherin vs. Ravenclaw Quidditch game and quickly made her way towards the grounds.

When Trinity arrived, Slytherin was winning twenty points to nothing. She quickly found the Weasley's and sat beside them, "we know who you're supporting." Ron chuckled, eyeing the green hoodie.
"Actually, I just threw this on this morning." Trinity replied, blushing slightly (green was her favourite colour anyway).
"Slytherin score another ten points!" Zacharias exclaimed into the mircophone as Blaize threw the Quaffle through the hoop past the Ravenclaw Keeper. "Malfoy's seen the Snitch!" The platinum blonde Slytherin darted over the Gryffindor Tower and almost through the Hufflepuff one!
It wasn't much longer until Draco caught the Snitch and the game was over, Slytherin taking an easy win from Ravenclaw 240 - 20 points.
"We'll be against Hufflepuff next week." George stated. "Then whoever looses will be against Ravenclaw the next week. The winners will be against Slytherin the week after that and then woohoo!" He cheered, "the end of the year!"
"But you'll be leaving." Trinity sighed sadly, "and Kim too. That's not something to be happy about."
George put his arm around his raven haired friend and pulled her into a hug, "Don't worry, Trin. I'll miss you too."
Ron groaned, "We've got that ball this evening don't we?"
George nodded, "this'll be my last night in the Gryffindor common room." He wiped a fake tear from his eye as everyone made their way back inside the school.
"We've got homework to do today." Trinity glanced down at the floor shyly as a few members of the Slytherin Quidditch team she had run into that morning had spotted her. "Shall we go to the library?"
Ginny nodded, "yeah, but we'll have to be quick. After lunch we've got to get ready for the ball!"
"It won't take the rest of the day." Trinity stated, frowning.
"Maybe not for you - but I want to look my best for Dean."
"Gin, you look lovely now-"
"-I hate my freckles."
"You shouldn't." Trinity stated, "they make you...you." Ginny blinked before giggling.
"But still. I'm getting ready after lunch."
"I was going to ask Kim if she wanted to come and get ready with us?" Trinity stated, following Ron and George into the common room.
Ginny nodded, "that's fine." She smiled, "besides, it'll be easier for George to meet her if she's here." The eldest Weasley blushed. "You haven't tried your dress on yet. What if it doesn't fit?"
"My Uncle always buys me self-fitting robes." Trinity replied, smiling. Ginny turned to face Ron, and chuckled as she leant over the couch beside him, "has mum sent you those ghastly robes again, Ronald?" She asked.
Ron smiled and shook his head, "nope!" His grin grew, "I have new ones. Nice new ones."
"Glad to hear it!" Lavender bounded over, "Ron, honey, I bought you a tie to match my dress!" The bleach blonde handed Ron an ivory coloured tie. "I thought carefully about my dress, so that it wouldn't clash with your hair."
Ginny smiled, "that's so sweet! Say thank you, Ronald."
Ron looked up and placed the tie on his lap, a ghost of a smile crossed his face. "Thank you."
Lavender smiled, "that's alright. I'll see you later?" She trotted up the stairs before disappearing into the girls' dorm room.
"See Ron." Ginny shoved her brother gently in the shoulder, "she's not as bad as you thought. I thought you said she was going to buy a bright pink dress? She thought about you!"
Ron shrugged, "I suppose she's not that bad." He grumbled. "But still. I'm not going to dance with her."
"No one said you have too." Trinity stated, "Malfoy and I won't dance...infact...I'm not even sure we're going to sit together. He was talking about getting a detention so that he wouldn't have to go."
The Weasley's scoffed, "oh, he'll turn up." George stated.
"Probably in an attempt to get you out of your dress." Ron added.
Trinity frowned, "he wouldn't do that."
"He'll be making sure Zabini keeps his distance." Ginny added, "come on, Trin. Let's go to the library and get our work done."

Still in his Quidditch attire, Draco had just finished his Herbology Questionnaire when the robes hanging over the desk chair beside him caught his eye. He grimaced at the suit before collecting a blank piece of parchment to start his Dark Arts essay. Learning Dark Magic was so much more fun than the Defence rubbish Dumbledore had made everyone learn the years previous. Draco had only written the first parragraph to his essay when he glanced at his robes again. He did not want to go to this ball that was being held later that evening, yet he wanted to make sure Blaize didn't put the moves on his mate.
He shook his head, smirking. Draco still couldn't believe that Trinity was Harry Potter's half-sister. He put down his quill and sighed, not being in the mood for homework. Draco got up from his bed and ran a hand through his hair as he picked up his bag and left the solitude of his bedroom, heading downstairs into the Slytherin common room. He accidently ran into the girl he had hoped to avoid for the rest of the afternoon: Pansy.
"Oh, Drakey!" The brunette smiled. "I was hoping to run into you!"
"Really?" Draco sighed, "because I was hoping differently."
Pansy ignored his comment, "I was thinking, you know, because we are destined to be together forever - that you would go to the ball with me? I really don't want to go with Montague and-"
"-No." Draco pushed past the brunette and stepped out of the common room - breaking out into a run incase the pug faced Slytherin decided to follow him. He pushed open the door to the boys' bathroom and locked it behind him. Draco pushed open each door to the stalls to make sure he was completely alone, before taking off his clothes and stepping into the shower.

He stepped out of the steamy cubicle and shook his sopping wet hair before drying himself off and pulling on his clothes. He then headed back towards the common room, determined to complete that Dark Arts essay.
He shoved the bag containing his Quidditch attire in the corner of his bedroom, 'the house elves will sort that out.' He thought, dumping himself onto his bed and picking up the essay he had left behind. Draco sighed and moved his wet fringe away from his forehead before picking up his quill and dipping it into his ink.

Finally finishing the essay, Draco moved onto the Dark Arts questionnaire. He completed it quickly, before checking the time. Realising he had just enough time to start getting ready for the ball, Draco heaved himself off his bed and dawdled across the room towards the mirror. He ran his hand through his hair, satisfied with the mop of sexy before turning to the chair where his suit was layed out. Draco frowned at the brunette sitting on the chair, her long fake tanned legs were creasing his trousers.
"Pansy." Draco growled, "get out."
The Slytherin sat there wearing nothing but a short black silk dressing gown, her hair was up in pink rollers, and her face was unusually not caked in makeup. Draco turned away from her. Pansy wasn't pretty, in his opinion, she needed the fake eyelashes and black eyeliner and her lips could do with a coat of lipgloss.
"You look nice, Drakey." Pansy said in a seductive tone. "I haven't even begun to get ready yet."
"I know..." Draco bit his tongue to stop himself from making a snide comment. Pansy stood up and walked towards him, her gold stilettoes clicked on the floorboards.
"Put some clothes on!" Draco tied the dressing gown cord tightly around the brunette's waist before showing her the door, he slammed it behind her. "And some make-up." He mumbled, turning to his suit.

Kimberly and Trinity sucessfully placed a concealment charm on their Dark Marks seconds before Ginny stepped into Riddle's dorm room. Trinity rushed into the bathroom and slipped into the floorlength silky emerald dress, gasping when the corset top tightened suddenly. It fit to her waist, and she felt as though she couldn't breathe.
"Ginny?" She gasped, "I can't breathe!"
"Relax, Trin. It'll fit better." The Weasley chuckled from the opposite side of the door.
As Trinity relaxed, the dress expanded a little so that she was able to breathe. "Shall I tie my hair up?" Trinity asked.
"Definately not." Ginny stated, "I'm doing your hair."
"No." Kimberly stated, glaring at Gineva coldly. "I'm doing her hair!"
"I'll do my own hair." Trinity stated, taking the bottom of the dress in her hands so that she wouldn't fall over it as she stepped out of the bathroom.
"You look lovely." Ginny smiled, pulling her long white dress off the hanger.
"Forget lovely." Kimberly pushed Ginny aside and stood infront of the raven haired Gryffindor, her hands placed on her hips. "She's certainly going to keep Malfoy's attention all evening."
Trinity blushed and turned away from her friends. "Can you two get into your dresses so I don't feel so uncomfortable wearing mine?"
Kimberly was next to step into the bathroom, taking her black dress into the bathroom with her. She stepped out within moments, and both Gryffindor's eyes nearly popped out of their heads. Kimberly wore a floorlength, figure hugging, halterneck silk dress.
"I can hear James Bond music..." Ginny sang. "You're stunning!"
"I'm going to tie my hair up, I think." Kimberly stated, taking in her appearance in the mirror. "Merlin, I look hot."
"You're so vain." Ginny rolled her eyes before skipping into the bathroom with her dress.
Trinity looked at herself in the mirror before pointing her wand towards her hair, "Corrigas." She murmured. Her wavy hair straightened, and she ran a hand through her raven mane. "I'm done." She stated, quickly applying one thin coat of mascara.
Trinity turned around to see Kimberly bending over, grabbing fistfulls of her own wild hair and forcing it into a thin silver hairband. As the Slytherin threw her head back, she had managed to tame her hair into a messy bun, some wispy brown curls framed her face.
Kimberly then stole Trinity's mascara and adorned her lashes with two coats of the black liquid before applying some red lipstick and slipping her slender feet into some killer black heels.
Trinity looked down at the strappy silver stilettoes beside her bed, and wondered how she was possibly going to be able to walk in them. She pick up the left shoe and examined it before snapping the heel off.
Ginny's half groomed head appeared around the edge of the bathroom door, "did someone just break Jimmy Choo?"
Trinity bent the shoe back and fourth before slipping it onto her foot. She had made a nice flipflop, now she just had to break the other one. "I'll repair them later." She gave both the girls a promising look.
"They actually make quite nice flipflops." Kimberly stated, tilting her head to the side. "Ginny! Come on, we have to go."
"Coming!" Gineva appeared out from the bathroom. Her dress was a pale ivory colour, kneelength and floaty with one thick strap running from her left underarm over her right shoulder. She had applied natural looking makeup, but a lot of foundation to hide her freckles. She had curled her hair, and clipped it to the side so that it ran over one shoulder.
"We look hot!" Kimberly patted her friends on the arm, "I'd hug you, but I don't want to ruin...me."
"You're such a Slytherin." Ginny chuckled as the girls slowly made their way downstairs.

Ron and George were sitting in the common room, and they both looked up when they heard heels on the stairs. George's jaw dropped when he saw his Bond girl and gave her a small kiss on the cheek as a greeting.
George looked Kimberly over, "You look..."
"Ravishing? Sexy?" She smirked, chuckling. "Thanks, George. You don't look too shabby either." She pretended to dust off his shoulders.
"Where's Dean?" Ginny asked, tapping her tan high heel. "He's waiting for you outside the Great Hall." Ron stated.
"Shall we go then?" Trinity asked. "Ginny? Kim and George? Ron?"
"I'll wait for Lavender." Ron stated from the sofa, causing everyone to stop and look at him. "What?" He asked, "I'm being polite!" No one said anything, instead, they left the common room. Kimberly and George holding hands, and Ginny and Trinity whispering behind them.
"They're so cute!" Ginny whispered, "my brothers' got a girlfriend, a Slytherin who...strangely enough...is nice."
Trinity giggled and picked up the bottom of her dress as she descended the stairs, Ginny held onto the banister and Trinity's arm so that she didn't fall down in her heels.
Once they all safely reached the bottom of the stairs, with no injuries, they slowly made their way past the library and the dungeons towards the Great Hall.
"Looking good, Riddle." Trinity didn't recieve any butterflies in her stomache, and therefore knew that it wasn't Draco who had spoken. She looked up from the ground to spot Blaize Zabini walking towards her, the top button of his shirt was undone and his shirt untucked. Obviously, he was waiting for Daphne Greengrass to come along before he bothered smartening up. Trinity carried on walking beside Ginny, ignoring the Slytherin's comment about what he'd like to do with her. "Oh and Lestrange! You look damn fine!"
"Thanks Blaize, but I already know!" Kim hugged George's arm, "I've already had to get into it twice today." She shot the Slytherin a suggestive wink, "if you know what I mean..." The shocked expression on the dark haired boys face was enough. Kim took one step towards him, "Weasley's already had me out of it once." With the Slytherin gaping like a fish, the Gryffindors made a quick escape past the dungeons.
"There's your Prince, Trin." Kim stated, gesturing to the platinum haired Slytherin standing outside the Great Hall, leaning against the wall with his hands stuffed into his pockets. Butterflies shot through Trinity's stomache as Draco's eyes lifted from the floor to meet hers, he smirked and kicked himself off the wall. He wore a black suit with a white shirt and a dark green skinny tie. He stood infront of her, stopping her from walking.
"Well Riddle, don't you look ravishing." The Gryffindor blushed.
"That's what Blaize said." Kimberly stated, propping her arm on her cousins shoulder. "You look dashing, Draco. New suit?"
"Yes, now get lost." Kimberly pouted playfully before skipping excitedly into the Great Hall with George, closely followed by Ginny and Dean. "Where's the other Weasley?" Draco frowned.
"In the common room waiting for Lavender." Trinity replied, taking Draco's offered arm as they walked into the Great Hall.
Draco smirked, "Blaize saw you then." He stated.
Trinity nodded, "Kim knows how to handle those situations."
Draco turned to face her, "tell me when he talks to you. Or makes you feel uncomfortable." A floating silver tray appeared beside them, and they both reached for a glass of elderflower wine. "They did use Polyjuice Potion."
"They?" Trinity asked.
"Pansy and Blaize." Draco replied, "I went investigating and found Moaning Myrtle. She told me the same thing she told you, about the Potion coming from the boys' bathroom."
Trinity looked up, "it could've been anyone who made it."
"I confronted Blaize." Draco smirked, "and he admitted it."
Trinity took a sip of her wine and frowned, "that's...weak."
Draco raised an eyebrow in disbelief, "you're used to something stronger?"
Trinity shrugged, "Kim and I used to raid the kitchens when we were homeschooled and found Firewhiskey. A lot of it."
Draco looked shocked, "you did take it in shots right?"
Trinity shrugged, "the first time we drank it, we didn't know it was made for shots." Draco grimaced. "Merlin, that must've burned." He caught sight of her forearm and grabbed it, "concealment charm?" He asked.
"Yes." Trinity pulled her arm away, "don't touch it. It unnerves me."
There was a chiming sound, and the hall filled with students gradually became silent as they turned to face the Dark Lord who was smiling authoratively at everyone. Once he had everyone's attention, he began his speech about the Black Lake Dormitories.

I'm sorry for the late update, but I've just started my Year 13 Law course at school and my god! The work I'm receiving at the moment is intense! Anyway, thank you to everyone who has alerted and reviewed, and I hope to hear your thoughts on this chapter :) I promise there's going to be some Draco/Trinity fluff in the next chapter :D Perhaps some reviews will encourage me to post it sooner? xx