The Dark Lady and her twisted troubles

Chapter 6: Part 2

Hey everyone!! This took awhile, trying to find a good dress in mind, thats when i faintly remembered a dress Miley Cyrus once wore. So i googled and it was the dress she wore to the 2009 Oscars. I explained it horribly, so i've got a picture, just forget miley's even there though. This is about Ivory. I read the 6th book a long time ago, so until i get my hands on one,  I wont talk much about hogwarts and diagon alley and stuff just yet. I really want to be authentic and realistic.

PS If you want to see the dress see my comment and paste the link!

Anways, hoped you guys liked it, Vote, comment!!! :)

---TheDarkLady

Ivory squealed and jumped around with a grin that daren’t come off her face. But, a few minutes after, her grin gently slid off of her face.

Draco was her cousin, with all that was happening the last five minutes she was constantly pummeled with new astounding information.

Now it really hit home.

She groaned and smacked herself on the head.

Idiot, she scolded herself.

But then again, if you were in her position, you would have flirted with him too. And thought quite some dirty thoughts.

She sighed heavily and shook her head. She wondered what his reaction would be when he knew, and saw her in that dress.

Excitement shot through her overworked body and mind, at the thought of the dress and she entered the sleek, and lavishly decorated bathroom.

She groaned, she could get used to this.

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The Dark Lord stroked the head of his beloved Nagini absentmindedly and thought of his heir. No doubt brilliant. Severus has done an excellent job. The Dark being slightly smirked while he thought of his daughter getting ready for the ceremony. He could just imagine the other death eater’s reactions.

“Nagini, she is perfect.” He hissed, exhilarated, Nagini joined in continuing his hiss.

Nagini approved as well.

“A parselmouth, pureblood, respectful, impeccable posture and skill, a genius! No doubt a lot more clever than Draco. Hopefully she will rub off on him. Or else things could turn for the worse.” Nagini squeezed around him tighter in agreement.

The Dark Lord was more than amused at the way Draco reacted to his daughter’s beauty. He had no doubt in his mind that she could crawl under his skin and wrap him around her slim fingers.

The Dark Lord hoped that the Potter boy would only react the same and trust her as well.

Being a pureblood she was a master of deception. There was no worry in his mind.

She would not fail him. If she did.

She would pay dearly.

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Ivory wrapped herself in a warm and soft cotton towel and patted her skin down gently. She slowly walked to the mirror and looked into it silently.

Her skin had little dots of water covering her shoulders and her calves. She leaned down and gently wiped them away. Then she sighed and returned to the mirror.

Her eyes permanently blazing, framed with thick black lashes that cast shadows onto her high cheekbones. Her pale skin always glowed, always radiant. She smiled and her full red lips lifted at the corners to show one dimple in her left cheek. Her thick black hair was wet and hung well down her back. She swept back her side bangs and hugged herself.