Draco Malfoy. His name alone bought a lot of things to mind, especially for Annabella Riddle... She is many things, but she is no fool. Bella knows better than to fall for Draco's 'charm' - or whatever those girls who constantly fawn over him call...
A/n: Aaaahhh can't believe I'm on chapter thirty now!! Wowwww.... Hope you are enjoying it so far! Thank you so much for over 400 reads!!! Love you all, stay safe!
*Annabella's POV*
I needed to hurry, I was running out of time. Yet, I still lay there, sprawled out across my bed as Pansy goes off on some rant about her date. Or was it the dress? Or the food? I couldn't remember. My thoughts were clouded with Draco. It was the day of the ball, it had been a few days since Madam Pomfrey had released me from the Hospital Wing after convincing her I was fine. She had given me a Peace Draught to help me sleep and keep the anxiety at bay. I haven't needed to use it yet but I feel I may tonight. Just thinking of all those people made me feel sick. Although, recently, Draco has been acting like my bodyguard, only letting certain people into the room to see me. I wasn't attending lessons by order of Madam Pomfrey -so I was basically just sat in my room, alone with my thoughts.
He had come to visit me often, every chance he got. I was starting to think about him a little more. As I was alone a lot, I decided to let the naughty thoughts enter my mind... just a bit, of course...
It was the 24th of December. The night of the Yule Ball. Originally, I wasn't even sure if I was going to attend but I had decided I would after Draco finally asked me. I knew he didn't have a date but after our fights I though maybe it wise we didn't attend together. However, now I was glad we were, even if it was just as 'friends'. The dress Narcissa had sent me was absolutely gorgeous. It was a midnight navy colour with small embroidered and appliqué flowers over the delicate tulle layers. It had a deep plunging v at the front, exposing my cleavage and framing my décolletage perfectly. It also had a low back. The skirting was long and, considering I was only 5'4", it dragged slightly behind me, creating an elegant train. It was a work of art. I paired it with some matching heels -even though no one would see them. Honestly, I was debating on wearing trainers but I gave in as I would probably dance better in heels anyway.
A/n: these are the dress and heels she will be wearing. However, if you want to picture something else you can. I just thought these were really gorgeous!
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