A/N: slightly sexual content
The past month has been particularly difficult. I finally reached out to Beth, she was beyond understanding; that's expected. I've followed through with my promise; I laid in bed all day every day. My mother would bring me meals and she would sit with me in my bedroom whilst I ate them. We would often sit together in my room until sunrise, just talking. Sometimes she would fall asleep while holding my sobbing body and we would sleep in my bed.
Today was the day of my sweet sixteen gala, so I had to get up early to get ready and help my mother prepare.
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After about three hours, I was finally done getting ready. I walked over to my walk-in closet to the shelf that held my heels and grabbed the ones I wanted to wear.
After putting my heels on, I walked over to the large mirror on my wall. I wore a green dress with sparkles on it and long see-through sleeves that came up above my knees.
My hair was down per usual, and my eye makeup matched my dress. I did a casual green smokey eye with some black eyeliner and mascara.
I had an assortment of green and silver rings on my fingers and I wore a simple serpent necklace around my neck.
Once I had finished the final touches, I went to the center of the corridor balcony that was over the foyer. The entire manor, from what I could see of it, was decorated in black, green and silver."Mother!"
Shortly after, my mother came jogging into the foyer with her hand over her eyes; she insisted that no one see me until the gala.
"Yes, dear?" she asked, looking in the wrong direction.
"How long do I have to wait until I come downstairs?" I questioned.
"The guests should be arriving shortly. I'll have a house elf apparate into your room to tell you when to come downstairs." she explained.
"Alright." I replied before walking back to my bedroom.
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I waited for about an hour before a house elf appeared in the center of my room. "Dinky is to tell Miss Cynthia to go downstairs."
"Thank you." I say. He nods before disappearing.
I pull my dress up and tuck my wand between my thigh and black laced garter my mother got me.
I tug my dress back down before walking out my room, closing the door behind me. I walk for a few minutes before reaching the top of the right grand staircase. As I approach it I hear lots of voices from the foyer, but they stop once I'm at the top of the stairs.
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ethereal - draco malfoy
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