Bloody hell. Wait till you hear this bomb.
Tonight was the Valentine's Day Dance here at Hogwarts; all hell broke loose. I'm glad to say I don't have any bruises or permanent marks, but I'm sure some of those other pathetic bitches do. I honestly think Kayla and I fought someone from every house tonight.
I wore this gorgeous white dress with a tight bodice drizzled in rubies, red tinsel weaved into my waterfall braid, and beautiful white heels decorated in matching ruby stones. When Draco saw me, his eyes lit up inperceptibly, and I've always known what that look means to him. He thought I was the most beautiful girl in the room; he's told me more than once.
We arrived at the dance, and I was lucky enough to avoid drama for most of the beginning. I had a short conversation with Frankie. I really think I trust her. That's a double-edged sword: it's dangerous but it's also liberating. I want to mash in all of her so called "friends"s' faces. They do not deserve her if they're upset with her for becoming our friend. I talked to her about Draco and she didn't immediately run off and tell Kayla. Perhaps I've found what I've always been looking for in her.
I talked to Draco about his promise of our friendship. He told me no matter whose arms he lies in, he will love me until the day he dies. He's also promised not to let Kayla in between our friendship for any reason, and I believe him.
I got into a little tiff with Kayla. I let my insecurity get the best of me and I truly regret it. She knows my weakness is my friendship with Draco now, and she'll use it to advance whenever she possibly can. That's the problem with having a best friend whom everyone thinks has more power than you do; also, she believes she does as well. I need more ammunition than information about her mother. It was unfair of me to destroy her like that in public.
I didn't stoop too low for a Slytherin tonight, but I did stoop too low for a Smith and a Malfoy. I've let my family down.
Now I also have to fabricate a boy that I've been spending time with every night so that I can keep my secret safe about Draco and I flying/running at night together. Wherever am I going to come up with that information?
I know I mentioned getting a new boy a while back, but I haven't been entirely successful! Every boy is too afraid of Draco and my father's reputation. I'll have to make someone up.
Now on to the real drama...Kendra came over all bothersome and the like, blabbing on about how Kayla is playing me. I got pissed, and tried to walk away, until she stepped on my foot. I slapped her hard, and all of a sudden it was Kendra and Dani against me.
Then Kayla joined in, taking my back, and after that it was a full on brawl. The Slytherin boys had to pull us all off of each other. There was some amusment with Crabb and Goyle and the Gryffindor girls, but it wasn't enough to make me less angry.
Draco ended up removing both Kayla and I.
"You were raised a lady. Save revenge for another day and don't embarrass our family name. They're pathetic and fuming; you've made your point. Love, stop fighting. You can beat me up later." He whispered in my ear. He had a point. I kept my chin high though as we exited.
It was Kayla, swung over his shoulder. I held his hand and in some strange way we were all connected as a united force when we exited the Great Hall.
So now I'm in the Common Room, next to Draco, next to Kayla. I've changed out of my dress and into my running gear for "bed". It's surprising that Kayla knows I'm a runner, and yet has never questioned why I never seem to run...perhaps that's a blessing.
I still have a lot of rage in me, but I've calmed down enough to be appreciative of Draco stepping in. Both Kayla and I are better than some pathetic fist fight, of that I'm sure.
