Sly

𓆙𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑦𓆙

"Tighter."

I ask.

"Alright, alright."

My grandmother says as she ties the ribbon tighter.

I stand up and look at myself in the mirror, I looked good. The green intricate crystals that bedazzled the sheer fabric of my sleeve highlighted my slim arms. I was pleased on how the gown highlighted my waist as the ribbon on the back was adjustable. Below the velvet ribbon was a nude tulle that was sheered over by the dark green crystals that stuck to a sheer, dark green material. Beautiful was an understatement, the dress was heavenly.

"How do you like it?"

I ask as I turn towards my grandmother.

"It looks ravishing on you"

My grandma says as she takes my hand.

My grandma looks beautiful too, she wore a fitting dark pink dress that highlighted her slim body. Her lips were painted with a dark rose color, matching her dress. You really could not tell that my grandma was sixty-five years of age unless if you asked her. Apart from her wrinkles and old fashioned vocabulary, she is youthful.

With a smile I followed my grandmother out of the Saloux chateau, the sound of my heels echoed throughout the property as I walked out. I wave towards the house elves as out ride takes us to the Malfoy Manor.

My heart beats fast as I walk into the Malfoy manor, the events that happened days ago was weird to say the least. After our little tassel, Draco and I played cards as if nothing had happened. We didn't bring it up during my stay, we just acted like it never had happened.

"Draco is in his room, darling."

Narcissa says.

"Thank you, Narcissa."

I reply with a smile as I leave my grandmother and Narcissa to converse.

I knock on the door, heart beating fast.

"It's me, Celeste."

I say against the door.

"Come in."

Draco says, slightly muffled by the door that is in between us.

"You're still getting ready Malfoy?"

I ask with enthusiasm.

"Yes, and don't call me Malfoy."

He replies as he buttons his black dress shirt.

"Why?"

I ask as I lean against the wall next to Draco.

"I'm used to you calling me by my first name."

"Alright, Malfoy."

I mock with a smile.

Draco glares at me through the mirror as he sprays his cologne.

"You're taking forever."

I whine as Draco runs his hands through his hair.

Draco shushes me as he checks himself out in the mirror. I join in and turn my back towards the mirror, looking at the ribbon with a unsatisfied sigh.

"What?"

Draco asks as he stares at me through the mirror.

"I feel like it isn't tight enough."

I say as I try to untie the ribbon.

"Come here."

Draco says, making me face my back towards him.