𝕃𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕨𝕙𝕒𝕥 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕒𝕕𝕖 𝕞𝕖 𝕕𝕠 | 𝕄𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕦𝕕𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝔼𝕣𝕒 |✔

CHAPTER-33

"Neither did I know you enjoyed snooping over someone's privacy Lestrange." I retorted back, still startled and a slight embarrassed that he was watching me for the whole time. Creepy.

He was wearing a formal ivory black tuxedo which I had no clue of why he was in the first place wearing that because we didn't had any ball planned today, his hair were as usual styled with elegance as he was leaning against the wall as he smirked as he sauntered up to me,

"That fouetté was quite up to the mark if I say, but I can assure you, I'm much better." He whispered dauntingly as I crossed my arms at him competitively.

"Well, let's see then, wouldn't want to be all talk and no bite now Lestrange?" I remarked as he laughed and smirked widely.

"I assure you, that's not the case." He said, winking at me as he went up to the shoe cupboard and pulled out some male ballet shoes. I raised my eyebrow at him impressively as he wore the Pointe shoes and elegantly walked to the center of the ballroom. He smirked at me as I realised that I had been staring at him for the whole time. I blinked furiously as I headed to the Gramophone and played an unknown dusty CD.

'The Dying Swan'

"Oh, that's a good one." He commented as he positioned himself and started with the Etendre.

And after that, it was all just looking like a divine and beautiful painting of a swan diving and spinning gracefully in a lake. My eyes shined with amazement and bewilderment as he swirled and twirled around the ballroom. He was doing every professional move that I knew of, and with so much grace that it was hard to decipher if he was the Lucifer I knew.

From the relever,sauter,tourner,glisser,elancer to the charming fouetté, everything was just mesmerizing to the eye. I didn't realise that my mouth had flew open a few minutes ago when he started, his moves, his tranquility, his grace, his charm, his face, everything was just perfect. It was almost like he had me over a spell.

He finished with the Grand Jeté just when the serene music ended and he stretched his arms lazily and he was back to his old self. He sauntered up to me as he offered me a proud smirk and I raised my eyebrows at him amusedly.

"Left shocked are you Persephone?" He said as his eyes roamed all over my face and I finally surrendered and gave him a pursed smile.

"Well, I must say I was, you have a lot of surprises Lestrange." I said, smirking slightly as Lucifer chuckled at me. He was full of surprises no doubt. He sighed as he gradually turned to the box of CD's next to me.

"I had a Professional russian ballet dancer which taught me. Of course from my mother's orders, I had to oblige and I started learning the form of art from the age of 4. One day, when I was 9, the Professional ballerina was found dead in the Little Hangleton graveyard. Of course, I'm sure my mother had killed her, surely because of some petty reason that she is on the other side or something. She was innocent, and she was the one who was dear to my heart, she was the only one who showed me a slightest of affection in this rotten manor, the only one who understood me a bit. I was once again, left alone after her demise, playing the puppet who I was on my mother's orders. But then I found Hogwarts, a place where I was free to do anything, have friends and just everything. Y'know Persephone, appearances are deceptive, never be too sure on them." I didn't realise when I saw him getting close to me as I reflected back on those dreamy eyes. He had just expressed a part of himself in front of me, was I that important for him? Was I someone who he could rely on? I was left with a huge pain in my head and as well as heart as I saw him leaving.

"Wait! Lestrange!" I called out, as he stopped walking and turned towards me with a lazy expression. I silently walked up to him as I pursed my lips nervously. I was nervous? Why in the merlin was I nervous in front of him?