The Key (A Draco Malfoy Love Story)

Chapter 11: Slughorn's Dinner Party

Amelia's P.O.V
Draco and I are still together, and have been for three weeks, no-one knows but Hermione, who forced it out of me by saying she'd tell the twins to prank me all christmas. Of course I love Fred and George like they're my older brothers, but knowing how they prank they're real siblings, I'm not going there. The first Quidditch match is coming up soon, and Ron is terrified about it, but I' sure he'll do fine. It's Slughorn's dinner party tonight, fun! Note my sarcasm. Harry, Hermione, Ginny and I are in what Slughorn called 'The Slug Club' which is basically a club of all of Slughorn's favourites, and I was one of them...Yipee.

"Amy! Get out of bed! We've got to go to Slughorn's dinner party! You can't go to sleep now! It's only 7:30." Hermione whined as I flopped down on my bed, waving her off as she tried to get me up. I buried my head in my pillow and closed my eyes, hoping she'd leave me alone, but that was not the case. I felt a pair of hands grab my ankles and pull, trying to get me off my bed. I gripped onto the headboard for dear life, scrunching my eyes shut as my hands turned a bright shade of red. But I couldn't hold on any longer, my fingers let go of the wooden headboard and I came tumbling to the ground, landing on my back with a painful thud. I glared at Hermione who was in the middle of an uncotrollable laughing fit, holding onto her bed for support. I swore under my breath and threw one of my shoes at her, making her shut up immediately.
"That was uncalled for." She said and I raised my eyebrows.
"So was pulling me out of bed, that hurt by the way." I replied grabbing my dress from the cupboard and walking into the bathroom, changing into this:[polyvore]

I exited the bathroom where Hermione was waiting for me, patiently tapping her fingers on her night stand. I pulled her up from her sitting position and we walked from the dorm, arms linked as we strolled to Slughorn's office. Our heels clinked against the concrete floor as we walked, the hem of our dresses flowing just about our knees. I then felt a hand cover my mouth and drag me into an empty classroom, Hermione smiling at me as she knew who it was. I turned sharply on the spot to see Draco gazing back down at me.
"What was that for?! I thought I was being kidnapped!" I exclaimed, hitting him lightly on the arm.
"Kidnapped into a classroom?" He asked, smirking slightly.
"Um... Yes?" My answer came out as more of a question making him chuckle at me.
"You look beautiful, by the way." He complimented, making my cheeks heat up a bit.
"Firstly, thank you. Secondly, why am I in here?" I asked as he took my hand in his, lacing our fingers together.
"Well, when your with Potter, Weasley and Mud-Granger, I can't do this." He explained, placing a hand behind my head, moulding our lips together softly, my arms immediately going around his neck, deepening it, after about thirty seconds I pulled back, getting a pout from Draco.
"As much as I wanted to continue that, I have to go to Slughorn's dinner party." I told him, laughing at his pout.
"Can't you ditch it? From the way you said it, you really don't want to go." He replied, brushing some of the hair from my face.
"I would, but Dumbledore says I can't, and you can't say no to the boss man." He sighed, kissing my forehead lightly.
"Go on, beautiful. I'll see you later." Draco pushed me gently in Hermione's direction.
"Yeah, see you tomorrow." I answered, giving him one last smile before returning to Hermione.
"You know, you won't be able to keep that from Harry much longer, he'll find out sooner or later." She lectured me.
"I'll tell him soon, I don't want to deal with that right now, because we all know how it'll end up." I frowned, thinking about what Harry's reaction would be. We soon reached Slughorn's office, which had been moved around a bit so a large circular table was fitted in, a seat for each of us. About seven students were already there, which included: Harry, Mclaggen, Belby, the Carrow twins, and two others I didn't know.
"Ah, Amelia, Granger, I'm so glad you could come." Slughorn greeted us as we entered. Both of us took our seats either side of Harry, who looked at us strangely.
"We had a fashion emergancy, I broke one of my heels half way here, so we had to go back." Hermione lied smoothly, almost making me believe thats what happened. He turned to me and I nodded, confurming that that's what really happened, of course it wasn't, but we didn't need Harry knowing about it.

"Now as I was saying, what about you Belby? Have you seen your Uncle recently? For those who don't know, Marcus' Uncle invented the Wolfabane potion." Slughorn continued as Hermione and I started our desert, picking at tiny pieces of the ic cream.
"No. 'im and Dad don't get on. Dad doesn't believe in potions. He says the only potion worth having, is a stiff one at the end of the day." Belby mumbled into his ice cream which he was scarfing down, and I looked at him in disgust, wondering how on Earth he could do that without exploding.
"So Granger? What do your parents do in the muggle world?" Slughorn asked curiously, and Hermione looked slightly surprised.
"My parents are dentists... They tend to people's teeth." Hermione explained after getting confused looks from many of the students.
"Interesting, and is this considered a dangerous career?" The professor continued, resting his chin on the palm of his hand.
"No, not really. However, this one boy Robbie Fenwick did bite my father once, he needed ten stiches." Hermione laughed a bit and the whole table stopped what they were doing and turned to her. But this soon stopped as the door clonked open, the wood dragging across the concrete floors, and tthere stood Ginny, in a plain black dress that fell to her knees with small heels on, and it looked as though she had been crying. Her and Dean must be fighting again, they do that a lot now, it's only a matter of time before they break up.
"They've been figting again ,her and Dean." Hermione and I whispered to Harry, who seemed very concerned about Ginny.
"I apologise, I'm not normally late." Ginny told Slughorn who smiled and waved it off.
"No matter, your just in time for desert, that is if Belby's left you any." Slughorn joked, laughing at himself. Harry stood up suddenly, startling Ginny and basically embarrasing himself, I tugged onto his sleeve and pulled him back to his seat.

Once the dinner party had ended, Hermione and I decided to go to bed, while Harry stayed behind to talk to Slughprn, I had alreaady tried once, but failed with nothing to report, so Harry said he's have a go. After we had changed into our pj's Hermione looked at me sternly.
"You need to tell Harry about you and Malfoy." She stated simply and I sighed.
"I know, but I'm afraid of what he'll say." I replied, putting my head in my hands.
"Promise me you'll tell him tomorrow." She pleaded and I nodded.
"Alright! I promise! You happy now?" I answered and she told me she was. We both bid each other goodnight and tucked ourselves up in bed, falling asleep almost instantly.