Long time no see!
Haha, get it? Like I just updated this story 5 minutes ago...
Anyways, here we go!
I do not own Harry Potter. That honor goes to JKR.
Days had passed, and the Christmas party was nearing. Hermione had angrily agreed to go with McLaggen, in hopes of annoying Ron, which had appeared to prove successful. Nellie herself hadn't any plans to go with anyone, until Draco had approached her in the hallways.
"You aren't going with anyone, are you, Nellie?" He asked quietly.
"No," Nellie admitted.
"Then go with me. We will have a better chance to talk about the plan."
Nellie wanted to protest, but instead, "Alright" had flown out of her mouth. Before she had had a chance to take it back, Draco had walked off.
Nellie looked down at her bed on the night of the party. Above the blankets rested a scarlet dress with swirls of silver thread making patterns around the bottom.
"Your dress is beautiful," Hermione commented.
But Nellie looked at it with disgust. The dress had been given to her by Professor Snape, and she was still angry with him. After receiving a glare from Hermione, Nellie agreed to put on the dress, though she didn't like it.
Walking down the hallway, she saw Harry follow behind the girls with Luna Lovegood, a Ravenclaw in her fifth year. Hermione grimaced at the sight of her 'companion' for the evening, and seeing Draco, Nellie did the same. She walked ahead of him to keep with Hermione, and the two girls walked into the party in hopes of blending in with the crowd. Her hope failed however, when the caretaker, Argus Filch, stormed in with Draco.
"I caught this one trying to sneak in," Filch growled. Everyone in the room turned to stare. Nellie groaned.
"I brought him," she muttered, watching as Filch let go of Draco and as Draco walked over to Nellie.
"If I may," Nellie turned to see Professor Snape looking at her, "I would like to talk with these two in private." Without hesitating, Nellie felt herself following him outside.
"You two need to be more careful," Snape murmured, looking off in the distance.
"Careful? Am I not allowed to attend parties anymore, dad? Why did you send this dress for me then?"
"Professor, I get the hint you don't trust us. We are getting this mission done just fine, without your help. We don't need your help." Draco spat in anger.
"Draco, leave. Nellie, I want to talk to you," Snape whispered.
As Draco left, Nellie felt a hint of worry. This might be the first "proper" conversation they would have since school started.
"Nellie, listen to me. You think I am selfish, you think so ill of me. That is what you say, at least. Is this your sincere opinion of me? You hate me for raising you?"
"I have no comment," Nellie replied shortly, looking away.
"Nellie, I had no idea Voldemort wanted to use you. I didn't know that he wanted you to go through with this."
Nellie couldn't forgive him easily. "And yet you joined him. You let him host a meeting in your house."
Without giving him a chance to respond, Nellie stormed away from Snape. Finding an empty seat, Nellie sat down, drinking a glass of pumpkin juice and trying to divert her attention from Professor Snape.
"You know, I came here so we could discuss the plan," Draco said, sitting across from her. Seeing her expression, however, he stopped himself. The two sat in silence.
"Are you alright?" Draco finally asked.
"Snape is just being his lying, hypocritical self," Nellie muttered.
"Do you want to dance?"
"What?" Nellie looked up, to see Draco's hand stuck out at her.
"I said, do you want to dance, Potter. It's not that hard." Draco smiled softly, and Nellie accepted his hand.
Not many others were dancing, many were eating or talking, so Nellie and Draco were noticed by many. Nellie didn't care, however. Draco was the only one who understood her problems, and she could tell he was trying to make her feel better.
Added some emotion, some breaking between adoptive father and daughter, and some getting closer of Draco and Nellie!
Hope you enjoyed, now I have to start chapter 13...
Myraah out.