Lost - draco malfoy

twelve

- Young and Beautiful sung by Elise Lieberth - this is Bella's voice and the song she sings <3 -

It was the night of the ball and things had finally started to turn up. I had finally started to gain my strength back, and my wounds started to heal. And when I informed Blue that I was singing, he had said "I can't wait" with a massive grin on his face. The only thing was that he had started to walk me to every class that he could walk me to, and would sit with me while I studied in the library. He refused to leave me alone, as he didn't want me to get beaten up again. It was sweet of him, but I felt so suffocated. I wasn't the type of person who liked being 'protected', but then again... the last time I was alone... I ended up in the hospital wing. So, instead of telling him that I was fine I just let it happen. I guess I did feel a lot more safe when he was around. Safety was good, wasn't it?

I studied my reflection in the mirror, I tried so hard to convince myself that I still looked beautiful with the faint splotches of purple and yellow beneath my makeup. I tried to stay strong. I kept telling myself that it wasn't the end of the world, and that I was just being dramatic.

I smiled weakly as I felt my dress, it was beautiful. Maggie had sent it to me as a surprise. Her close friend Ophelia owned a dressmaking store and she had made it especially for me. It was a periwinkle blue, sleeveless and tight around my torso but loosened as it draped around my body, leaving a small train in the fabric behind me. Ginny had done my hair considering I was useless with that sort of thing. Half of it was clipped behind me, the rest in soft waves as they cascaded down my back. The only jewellry I donned was of course, my locket. I didn't need anything else.

Blue and I walked down the stairs arm in arm, and I felt the burning stares of jealousy from many of the girls that wished to be in my position. I could tell they thought I wasn't worthy. But I knew I was. "You look so beautiful" he whispered in my ear as we reached the bottom of the stairs, for the third time already that evening. I let out a slight giggle, and leaned my head on his shoulder, "You don't have to keep telling me that" "Yes I do", he said as he kissed my forehead.

We stood in the crowd as we watched the Triwizard champions begin the dance. I held onto Blue's hand, squeezing it. I was so happy at that moment, I didn't even think about the bruises I had all over me. They were physical bruises, but they weren't emotional bruises. I watched Hermione dance with Viktor, she looked so happy. It was great to have all my friends happy. Isadora had settled for Seamus Finnigan as her date. In my opinion, he was dreadful but she was just happy to not be single. And she had finally forgiven Ginny, it took her bloody long enough.

Suddenly, Blue pulled me out of the crowd and we joined as couples started to fill the dance floor. As we danced together, I could feel my eyes looking around at the couples dancing. My eyes landed on Draco, who was dancing with Pansy. For some reason, I felt annoyed that he had asked her, although it was expected that he would. I couldn't help but feel... pissed off quite frankly. Draco looked at me, he had caught me staring. And I don't think my face hid the way I felt about him dancing with her. I quickly looked away and looked up at Blue, who luckily didn't notice my glance at Draco. I didn't even pay attention to the dance, as I wondered why I cared who Draco danced with. Maybe it was because I hated to see Pansy happy so shortly after what she did to me. She had blamed all of it on Millicent, who had been sent home for the rest of the year. Pansy was a fucking coward. They were just as dreadful as each other, they deserved each other.

I shook off all my thoughts about Draco and Pansy. I wasn't going to let them affect my night. I was going to enjoy this moment.

Draco

Fuck.

I had been struggling to keep my eyes off of Blackwater all night. I had watched her as she descended the stairs with that dickhead Silverling, and she looked... beautiful. I didn't even see the bruises that Pansy and Millicent had left on her. And I wouldn't care if I did. I was angry at myself for thinking this way, but I had come to the decision that I was still allowed to hate her while secretly acknowledging that she was the most beautiful girl I'd seen. I'd never ever let her know that though. I mean, I still thought that she was an egotistical, rude and insufferable presence in the school. And I'd never forget the fact that she was best friends with one of the biggest blood-traitors.