Snivellus

58

'Oi, D, where you going dressed like that?' Draco was sat, almost alone, in the common room, pretending to read a book.

Darah was in a baggy set of pyjamas, standing awkwardly halfway down the staircase as Draco stared at her, confused.

'Out.' She shrugged, moving to the bottom of the stairs so the remaining people in the common room could exit.

Draco got up off the sofa. 'But the room's empty now.' He winked at her.

Darah walked towards the door to exit the room but Draco followed her and spun her around.

'Dray.' She said quietly.

'Yeah?' He cupped her head in his hands, staring seductively into her eyes.

She giggled. 'I'm going out.'

'Where?' He put on a sad puppy face.

She put her finger to his lips. 'Shhh.' She pulled up her top, revealing a gorgeous, sparkling, deep red dress.

She saw his eyes avert upwards.

'Oi.' She snapped her fingers in his face.

'Sorry.' He came back to reality. 'Where are you going wearing that though? Wouldn't you wanna save it for the two of us?' He put on another sad face.

'Draco. I'm going to a party, ok.'

'And why was I not invited?' He put his hands on his hips, overly-sassily.

'Because the hosts don't like you.' She said simply.

'Makes sense.' He shrugged. 'Now I'm going to guess this party has something to do with Harry Potter?'

'Him. And others.' She shrugged.

'But, D.' He paused as she waited for his answer. 'That dress is just too pretty for you not to share it with me.' He said in the end, smirking.

She punched him playfully. 'Maybe another time then. There's plenty more where this came from.'

'Oo really?' He smirked, running his hand across her chest.

'I've gotta go.' She smiled sadly to him. She pecked him on the lips and began to walk to the door but just before she left she turned back to him. 'Oh what the hell.' She muttered to herself and pulled off her pyjama top and bottoms and threw them onto Draco.

His eyes widened and his mouth fell open as her beautiful dress shone in the dim lights.

She winked at him, just before leaving the room, leaving him gasping in shock.

***

Darah looked at the fat lady portrait, hovering her hand, hesitant to knock. The lady was asleep by the looks of it and she could hear no noise coming from inside. She lowered her hand and leant into the portrait to see if she could hear anything happening inside.

As her ear touched the door a shocked scream sounded above her. She moved her head back suddenly and looked up to see the fat lady brushing down her clothes.

'Sorry.' She muttered sheepishly.

The fat lady stared at her, not saying a word. Darah felt herself beginning to sweat.

'Er. I-'

'I haven't seen you around before.' She got as close as she possibly could to the edge of her frame, inspecting every last inch of Darah.

'I'm-'

'Green eyes.' She squinted and bent down to the floor, picking up some glasses that game out of nowhere, putting them at the tip of her nose and looking down at Darah though them.
'Fancy dress.' 'Strangely-dyed hair.'

'Sorry but I'm actually looking for someone.' Darah managed to interrupt her, at last.

'Oh.' She took a step back. 'Who?'

'Ron Weasley. Is he in there?' She gestured to the door.

The lady put her hands on her belly and her face turned shocked. 'What!' She looked down at her stomach. 'Are you proposing I have eaten him?!'

'No, no!' She waved her hands out in front of her, cringing. 'I meant is he in there.' She pointed more specifically this time.

'Oh, thank goodness.' She breathed a sigh of relief. 'Well. I suppose he could be...'

Darah was getting agitated now. 'Can you just let me in.'

'Password?' She raised one eyebrow at her.

'I dunno, how about let me in!'

Just then the door opened and Seamus's face came around the corner. He took one look at her and turned around to shout something. 'It's the slytherin girl Ron fancies!'

Darah's face felt hot as Seamus left her to wait for Ron.

Finally Ron appeared in replace of him, his face blushing too. 'Sorry about that. You set off the alarms inside.'

'You have alarms?'

'Yeah, the fat lady let's of a bloody terrible smell into the room when someone doesn't know the password.' Ron and the lady exchanged eye contact. 'Come in then.' He waved. 'Nice dress by the way.'

'Thanks.'

As soon as she entered, she heard the loud music blaring, even her heart felt like it was jumping to the beats.

They walked over to the edge of the room where Harry was sat.

'Hey, Harry.' She smiled and he smiled back. 'Where's Hermione?'

'Drunk.'

'Over there.'

'Dancing.' The twins said one after another, swerving swiftly in from beside them.

Sure enough, Hermione was in the crazy crowd of people in the middle of the room, swinging her arms up and down and her head back and forth, dancing, just as Fred and George said.

'Damn.' Darah hiccoughed, her mouth smirking slightly on one side.

'So what brings you to the Gryffindor party of the century?' George asked in an extravagant theatre voice.

'What happened to the famous Dracah?' Fred added, winking.

'We all know Draco and Gryffindors don't go together.' Darah joked back. 'Your brother invited me actually.' She smiled cheekily at him, making him blush back.

Fred elbowed Ron. 'Oi, Oi.'

'Shut up.' He said through clenched teeth.

Darah felt her face flush and she tried rubbing her head and lowering her gaze to distract them from it.

'Well enjoy the party, your royal Slytherin highness.' George bowed to her over enthusiastically, whisking Fred off to the centre of the party.

'Sorry about them.' Ron rolled his eyes. 'Do you, er, wanna dance?'

She smiled gratefully and nodded, taking his hand and pulling him away from the table, into the crowd.

'Wonderful.' Harry huffed sarcastically, resting his head on his hand, laughing to himself as he realised all of his friends were being more joyful than he was.

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A/N just to let you know, I'm in a bit of a writers block and not vibing too good right now, so that's why I'm not updating as much and chapters might come a bit slower in the next few weeks. Thanks everyone who supports this book :)