No Gloves Mr Salvatore

Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to The Vampire Diaries, TV show or books. However I decided to have a little play around with the characters (I would definitely like to play with Damon).

"Miss Elena?" Elena heard an unfamiliar woman's voice gently call out. "That is the final pin." she added as Elena opened her eyes only to find she was staring at her own reflection in a mirror .

The image looking back at her took her by surprise. She was styled more similarly to the picture Stefan used to keep of Katherine. She was wearing make-up and jewelry, however her hair was tied up with varying assortment of period ringlets dropping down. Her eyes drifted down to her gown, and likewise it was of some type of civil war gown in a deep blue satin. Elena took a breath in and found she was wearing a very tight corset. Elena then noticed the woman stood behind her helping her dress, who was also wearing period attire, however, she was clearly not playing the role of someone of the same social standing, because compared to the extravagant satin ball gown Elena was wearing, it was very plain and the cotton looked cheap.

"Thanks, it looks great." Elena faked as smile as the woman frowned, looking a little confused.

There was a knock on the the door and the woman went to answer it. "Betty, is Miss Elena ready yet?" a woman's voice came from the other side of the door.

"Yes Miss Sarah." the woman, who was evidently called Betty replied before turning to Elena. "Shall I let Miss Lockwood enter?" she asked.

"Of course." Elena replied, still confused, however she decided to go along with what was being said for the time being.

"I've just checked, and Mr Salvatore is be waiting for you at the bottom of the stairs." a bubbly blonde girl told her as she entered the room. The girl, who Elena assumed to be Sarah wore a jade green gown with a big smile on her face as she rushed over to Elena. "You look very beautiful Elena, Mr Salvatore will not be able to take his eyes off of you tonight." she giggled suggestively.

"Thank you Sarah." Elena said, blushing as she stood up and headed towards the door. She had no idea what was going on, but hopefully Stefan should be able to explain when she got to see him, then Elena remembered Stefan had left with Klaus, which left her even more confused.

"I shall tell him you will be down shortly." Sarah said as she turned to leave as Elena gathered up her shawl and fan.

Elena opened the door and walked towards the top of the stairs, however when she looked to the foot of the stairs, instead of seeing Stefan, she found Damon was waiting for her, instantly reminding her of the Miss Mystic Falls pageant when Damon had escorted her as a last minute stand in. On this occasion, there was a huge difference, which was the way Damon looked, his hair was slightly curly and he was also wearing vintage clothing. Elena wanted to laugh and wondered whether Damon had set something up to try to cheer her up after Stefan leaving. When suddenly Elena wondered if this was what Damon had looked like before he turned, which surprisingly made her heart flutter even more than it usually did in Damon's presence.

As Elena descended the stairs carefully with her skirt in her gloved hand, she noticed other differences with Damon. Although he was clearly around the same age as when he turned, he somehow looked younger. There was an innocence about him which she couldn't put her finger on. His eyes seemed to burn more brightly of youth and looking forward to the future, there was a faint tinge of color to his cheeks, Damon blushing was something Elena had never thought was possible. There was a huge smile on his face, the likes of which, something Elena had never seen before. The smile wasn't cocky or arrogant or fake, it was pure and full of wonder and happiness.