Flames

Chapter 6 - Draco's POV

Today was the ball and I was nervous. I knew she was in her room getting ready but I didn't know what to expect. She had barely said a word to me this morning and I couldn't tell if she was regretting saying yes. I hoped she would have fun.

At around 5, I showered and started to get ready for my costume. 45 minutes later I was putting on the last finishing touches. I put on my mask and walked out to wait for her in the common room. I sat on the sofa to wait, and 10 minutes later I heard her door begin to open. I stood up quickly so I could be ready. When she walked into my view, my mouth fell open.

She was wearing a long red wig that flowed past her waist. She had on a green leotard that looked like it was made of leaves. Her heels looked like they had vines running up her legs and behind her back. The vines connected in the front in a sort of corset style that also ran down her arms. She even had a mask that looked like a combination of the same vines and leaves that made up the rest of her outfit. Her lips were a such a deep red, they almost looked like they were covered in blood. She looked beautiful.

"You look…amazing" I told her, l dumbfounded. She smiled and I could see a blush forming on her face.

"You don't look so bad either" She said shyly. I offered my arm so we could make our way down to the Great Hall. She took it carefully and we made our way to the party. When we walked in, all eyes were on us immediately. I felt her fidgeting under everyone's gaze. I steered us to a table in the far back of the room and let her sit down.

"I'll get us something to drink. Be right back" I said before walking away. I saw the options were butter beer and firewiskey so I grabbed one of each and took them back to our table. When I arrived I saw she wasn't alone.

"Leave me alone Ron!" I heard her say.

"Come on 'Mione. Why don't you take the stick out of your ass and come dance with me? I know you miss me. Don't you want one last fuck? For old times sake" he told her, as he tried to fondle her.

I narrowed my eyes and looked down at Weasley, "I believe the lady asked to be left alone. Now if you don't mind, I'd like to dance with my date"

I placed the drinks on the table and offered her my hand so she could take it. She placed her hand in mine firmly and got up. I guided her to the dance floor before he could say anything else.

As the night progressed, we kept dancing and looking over at the table. The weasel was still there in his ridiculous clown costume and was shooting daggers at us.

"Granger, you okay?" I asked her as we continued to dance. She nodded her answer.

"What is he even doing here?" I asked tensely.

She sighed, "He cheated on me with some 6th year, so he's probably her date. I don't know."

I narrowed my eyes and looked over at him again. He was still glaring at us, like he had been the whole night.

A slow song came on and we got into position. We started swaying to the music when suddenly she was ripped from my arms. I looked up to see her being dragged away by the weasel. She was already almost out of the great hall and I needed to catch up. I ripped my mask off and followed them out, anger building inside of me.