Chapter 2 ° The party
Titolo: Nella costellazione dello scorpione
Capitolo 2: La festa
Personaggi:Draco Malfoy, Asteria e Daphne Greengrass, mamma e papà Greengrass, Theodore Nott e Blaise Zabini.
Rating:Giallo
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I close my eyes
And the flashback starts
I'm standing there
On a balcony in summer air
See the lights
See the party, the ball gowns
I see you make your way through the crowd
And say hello, little did I know
That you were Romeo, you were throwing pebbles
closing my eyes the flashback starts:
are standing there,
on a balcony, no air in the summer
see the lights, see the party
,
the ball gowns I see you you make your way
among the people and say hello
knew so little that
you were Romeo and you were pulling pebbles
Love story Taylor Swift Daphne
radiant smiles at me, blue eyes seem to glow with its own light, soft hair and the fall in the shoulders. Since that day she went out with Blaise is slightly fizzy.
During this time he even started to break down the walls between us: he started talking about his problems, his desires, as if I was her only confidant.
This made me feel worthy of note, for someone important.
I never felt this way, as if possessed a power that goes beyond all power.
I finally discovered the intertwined problems of Daphne, who would have liked to confide in her before, but found the courage to ask for help just now.
Daphne is in love with Blaise from the 3rd year at Hogwarts, but not him ever revealed, in these days were ... how to say? Get closer to each other? Okay, they kissed. She was confused because he was afraid that he was just a hobby. He was wrong.
This clarification was slightly up to the head.
I have nothing against love, just do not hate men, especially if Slytherin. But all in all I can be lucky that Daphne is not in love with Draco: a man, a Slytherin and a Malfoy! A Malfoy with the worst character in the world-that Santa is magical.
But who cares about Draco?
Once he and Daphne, along with Blaise and Pansy formed a quartet, but now it seems that we are divided. Maybe He did it because she and her friends have Parkinson ... I think. They were great friends, but then should I know? Daphne until a few days ago I did not even speak.
I only know that summer came together and seemed inseparable at Hogwarts, but I've never understood the Slytherin.
But Daphne does not even feel Pansy.
Maybe he had too many problems with Blaise.
"Stella?" I turn to my sister, shaking her head as if I wanted to throw my thoughts with that simple gesture.
"yes?"
"do you think will?"
'eh? Do what? And who? "
smiles again, in an almost irritating. I realize that a moment ago I said something.
"Blaise: as you ask me to marry him? And you think our father would accept? "
raised an eyebrow and shake your shoulders.
"is possible, what do I know?" In your hands do not have a ball, for Merlin! I wish I had answers.
started to play around with a pencil on an innocent white paper, I begin to scribble circles with straight lines and sharp.
"I hope to do it tonight at the party, it would be romantic. I wonder if I asked Dad ... and if he does not want? What do you think? And if ... "
He rolls his eyes and I drop the jaw.
a party?
"What? Hold back a minute, what party are you speaking? "
" the birthday of Narcissa Malfoy, Draco's mother, who else? You know it's very friendly with mum and we were invited. There will also Blaise, is not this nice? "
Oh no! Can any thing to teach a Mountain Troll in writing, to say that Pansy Parkinson is the prettiest girl in the world, do a pedicure at a Barbed Ungaro, everything, really, but not to meet Draco.
"I'm not coming ' Daphne
snorts
"Narcissa could take it as personal insult" tries to convince her advancing dramatically lower lip flapping her eyelashes as if trying not to cry.
"but if you do not even know I exist!"
"do not be silly!"
'oh well, but will not die if I'm not "
" Come on! You can not not come, I need you '
"but why? I do not know anyone, I'll be bored to death "
'oh, do not be a girl, you know all, there are the Nott, Pucey, Davis, Goyle, and then will not goose Pan '
"I thought you and you were her friends," You seem angry
' talk of Parkinson?! No, it's a good company for shopping, has beautiful clothes, beautiful jewelry, but honestly define me and her friends is an understatement "
He looks irritated having to do with the nose up haughtily.
I froze, as if someone suddenly opened a window while it was raining outside.
"but you know her for 7 years in school seems inseparable." I replied. She still smiles with
the usual insufferable smile of someone who has much experience and must speak with a girl unconscious.
"Asteria, sometimes time does not strengthen the relations ... uhm, let's see, you study French for 10 years, but have learned more in two months you spent in France this summer, right? See, sometimes the weather is not an important factor, but the most important factor in this kind of thing is how you spend your time.
"And Pan was not a good friend, I could not tell her anything less than a minute he knew the whole Hogwarts'
only nod, as if someone had launched a Petrificus Totalis special, which allows me to move up and down just the head.
I can not believe that after years of friendship Daphne speaks well of her. Not that I mind not having to have his feet goose nimble, but it was the only friend of Daphne.
is strange.
I know that she is perhaps even normal-Slytherin is in this sense-and maybe friendship is not as important as I see it, but I thought that their being so cold to join, but I was wrong .
"then? Come, is not it, Stella? "He fixed his blue eyes so shiny.
I wonder if I've ever had a friend, a true friend. Sometimes I even showed affection in an overly explicit. Using the past, because now it is more attached to me, as if we go back, and all the hostility he had dissolved.
"So? Come, true star? "Stares at me with her big blue eyes.
For the first time I see one, strange, I know her since I was born, but I have never looked so. As if that friend was me.
I thought you would not notice me, but maybe it was the opposite.
Down with the head grumbling and yes.
"Oh, thank you! I'm so happy, "he shakes his arms thin and white.
"Stella, help me, right? I still have to choose which clothes to wear, and then how should I fix? I have to be perfect tonight, tonight everything can change, oh, you think about e. .. 'starts talking to burst, and I wonder' Where is that over Daphne he despised the Ravenclaw girl who bore his surname.
"Hey Daphne, quiet, sure that'll help '
Daphne makes a turn on itself in its beautiful cream dress that left uncovered if your back did not wear an elegant shawl. The hair is collected in a sophisticated chocolate bun, and two earrings dangling from her ears.
is beautiful.
"Daphne you are fantastic, if not Blaise asks you to marry a fool," I say proud of its shine, while charming smile becoming even more beautiful-if you can be more beautiful.
"Now we must think of you," he says shrugging his sleeves exist in a funny way.
'not needed'
She pretends to be offended.
"I understand you do not trust me, but who tells you that tonight will not change even your life? "asks me holding her arms folded in her lap.
Puff. How can
daydreaming when reality is so clearly believe that the fault is all of Blaise, or rather the effect it makes.
I know that before long my parents will choose my future husband, and I know that I can not resist, and I know I'll never be a nurse.
close my eyes and take a deep breath, as always when I know that my future has already been decided, without my being able to nothing. But for now I'm alone
Penelope Asteria Greengrass, and no last name before mine.
Is it just me, and now it is fine.
"Asteria, want to get off?" The voice of my mother is not the most sociable. I look
pout my copy of "Pride and Prejudice" a book given to me by Muggle-Luna-for my bad luck does not want to get into my microscopic bag.
But because all of me?
I bore some of the party, so I bring something to do, maybe I can put in a hidden corner of the Manor. But as
I did not think about it before? Can I shrink the book or put a spell on the stock, they are a witch or not?
I turned 17 recently, and still am not used to the fact that I can freely use the wand.
begin to gloat happy to be of age, and I start looking for my wand.
"Asteria?
But where I put it? Perhaps it is in the top drawer of your bedside table, if I remember yesterday I reread the book in light of Lumos.
Nothing.
notebooks, pencils, erasers, drawings, and a perfume, everything perfect in my confusion, but no stick.
"ASTERIA!"
bangs his head against stupid low shelf.
'er ... A SECOND "cry to make me feel.
Maybe it under my pillow. No, no, we are just beginning to feel the sheets in a desperate search. I know I am a witch rather careless, but usually everything is resolved with Accio, but do not stick are completely disarmed.
"ASTER, will arrive late!"
Maybe it's the desk.
keep trying with nervous hands throwing innocent objects on the ground. Best not to annoy mom. And that creates more confusion and more confusion, agitation door in my head.
One thing I Luna and we agree: things sooner or later return, when they want them, and sometimes at inopportune moments.
Pandora is approaching and gotten a little finger and then tell me a piece of wood lying on the desktop by hiding under a sheet.
'the wand! Thanks Pan 'stroked her soft hair in gratitude.
"ASTERIA!"
stumble over my own feet with fright.
"STO DESCENDING"
I keep the light blue bag in his right hand while his left hand I hold the railing, hoping to not fall-apart from being distracted are too clumsy.
"Oh, Stella! You are wonderful "look from my mother's tense and angry with his jaw tense, leans into a wide smile.
So it just says to raise my low self-esteem.
I have a simple blue dress slightly tight from the waist up-not too much because I love to breathe-but with a wide skirt.
-5 -4 3 more steps and I arrived without ruining the dress or anything broken, stumbling in the skirt, between the steps.
Here is the last step.
"from the carriage waiting for us," says Daphne anxious, yes, but beautiful as always, while she smiles with her eyes, saying how happy that I would not have changed the dress she chose.
The journey to the Malfoy Manor was too short. Seems to have gone just a second, but can not because the coach is neither magical nor driven by something that knows how to fly.
go down and look around.
Strange.
is not the first time I set foot in the house Malfoy, and I remembered that the garden was always a bright green, almost annoying, and very well maintained. But the one before me has nothing brilliant, and poorly cared for, well, poorly, compared to the opulence of the first.
seems asleep.
down from the carriage with the help of my father who helps me not lose my balance and fall-blame the last step in my sight unseen-and distracted me holding my arm holding escorting them inside, while Daphne and Mom followed us talking quietly. The castle within
seems a thousand times greater than from the outside, but it is not pleasant. The house is perfectly clean, but it seems empty. Not a spider, yes, but few signs that confirm that someone in that house we lived. Not in those rooms where we are.
The wall is gray and cold.
noise, dance music make us understand that somewhere there's a party. The paintings
team without us even help you find your way, and perhaps mock at us. I feel small in a huge house, while Daphne appears only in thought, and stopped to talk to the mom who looks around in search of a soul. One of the paintings I
hard glances, as if to reproach me for my mere presence in that house.
"Penelope dear,"
We turn his back to the darkened street that we were going along, and let's see who has spoken: Narcissa Malfoy. Despite
should have the age of my mother is beautiful, the Her face is smooth, but after all the pain that went through the war, his face lacks light, as if it was turned off. Hair is an indefinable color between white and blond. Her blue dress as his eyes bandaged the perfect body.
"Oh, Cissy! But you're beautiful, "my mother runs to meet him, embracing her.
My mother and her are best friends since attending Hogwarts. A few years ago mom had hoped that Draco and Daphne are exhausted. But this hope is vain, since she does not love him, and he does not love her are just friends.
"Oh, Penny, you're too kind, but also you and your daughters are beautiful ... but come, the party is This way, "I walk alone
forgetting my parents to Narcissa and my sister.
The ballroom is huge, as all the rooms, it seems, the manor-could get in and be comfortable throughout Hogwarts.
But I feel again the strange sensation of emptiness, darkness, like the rough draft of what should have been spent in that house. Sign of the slow recovery after the war.
The floor is so smooth that allows you to mirror.
around me I see some ex-Slytherin parents. Not many are only a few intimates. Well all except Pansy, this is in my opinion is good: I have never born. Not that the other Slytherins are the funny guys, but all I can use my shield: ignore and be ignored.
But she loves to tease intentionally, always at the right moment to embarrass me in front of everyone. Daphne has already evaporated
do not know where-I wonder how they make you lose someone in such a short time in a room so empty-with my mother and father, which left my arm, perhaps to healthy Lucius and Draco.
So this is the right time to disappear.
I have already started to slip away when I feel a hand on my shoulder makes me wince, and almost tripped over.
"Stella!" I turn
scared
"Theo," my heart to resume beating normally. Nott Slytherin is the only one who has ever been kind to me and to him are not Asteria Star. I wonder how people can go as Malfoy.
'are you alright? You look ... strange ... "
'no, I'm just trying Daphne, you've seen?" she smiles as her cheeks turn pink. I feel like a clumsy, silly, how can you lose a person in such a short time, I do not like to make a figure so bad with Theo.
He keeps his hands inside the pockets of pants and shakes her shoulders.
"will be with Blaise ... Blaise is not with Draco, but with them there's Daphne ... Well then you do not know, "Blaise
I turn slowly in the company of Draco.
Draco has the nose, the face is twisted into a grin, his gray eyes shining, blond hair is increasingly clear, as his pale, the chin is pronounced, and is higher than I remembered. Beside him
Blaise throws his head back to laugh baring his teeth white and regular.
Although I do not ever endured, I can not deny that they are beautiful.
I watched them too, because at some point Draco looks at me straight in the eye.
I feel my legs become soft.
It is as if I was touching. It is possible that her eyes are everywhere? Key with his hands the fabric of my dress-keeping in his eyes, to make sure that it is not flown, or has dematerialized. There is still
.
So why do I feel naked in front of him?
Blaise says something to take your eyes without off, and smiles, or better, grins.
Another friend of his called him and he is forced to turn around and move his eyes.
I resume breathing, and only then I realize that I had not done since he laid eyes on me.
"Stella, you understand?" Said a distant voice that seems to belong to Theo.
shook his head.
'sorry Theo, I have not heard, I was distracted He lowered his eyes slightly biting lips.
Another bad shape.
He smiles in his mouth.
"I said that your sister is there," he says pointing to a lovely girl who was moving toward us.
'beautiful night, right? "Asked Daphne beaming.
"Sure," I mutter.
Theo and Daphne start to talk about this and that with little interest.
I turn drawn from the table of sweets looking inviting. I think I'll take the chocolate and butterbeer.
just steps away from the table and I can feel the taste of chocolate melting against my tongue when a voice stopped me.
'I can bother you a moment ... Asteria?
His cold voice I hear echoing in my ears.
the pit of your stomach freezes instantly. I turn to
I find his voice and two gray eyes intent on watching me.
I feel naked again.
"I do not think, Malfoy hissed with his arms folded in her lap.
Start a new dance, slow, a kind elegant, and easy for ordinary people. I am not common.
He bows slightly and hands me his right hand while holding the other in the chest slightly bent.
"I just wanted to ask you the honor of a dance,"
Well, I think ironic.
For two simple reasons I absolutely reject the invitation:
1) I promise not to stand too close to him-as I do with all the people who can not stand, ie Slytherin.
2nd) I do not know how to dance, and the last thing I want to do is to fall while in the arms of ... him.
"I do not think in this room lacks the feminine gender, I'm sure some will welcome your call '
" I invite you to ask someone else? "
Since we speak in a pompous way?
Well, usually we do not just talk.
"exactly"
"but I asked you, of course I want you"
"but obviously I do not want "
" why? "
Lying, lying shamelessly, even before the evidence.
"a few days ago I hurt my ankle, and I'd ..." I can not finish the sentence that someone would stop abruptly, ruined all my good intentions did not have another bad memory by throwing in a think tank.
"but what about Stella? If I was with you all the time, and I do not remember your dangerous fall "
at this time if someone asked me what I would say is my own desire to strangle Daphne.
Draco raises an eyebrow blonde Snow making theatrically pretending to be confused.
and grinning because he knows how to smile.
"I renew my request?" He asks with making false innocence.
He has nothing innocent.
"Certainly," answered Daphne in my place.
"I can dance this dance with you, Asteria?" The crowd "with you", and I can not help but blush.
"I have no choice?" After all, is not a yes. But
him enough to get through life with his right hand while the other hand squeezing mine, much more little of her.
Her hand is cold, but his touch is on my side of the fire.
This is completely illogical.
'has not been very kind to me, lie so brazenly "he says, pretending to be offended
' has not been very kind to me, forcing me to dance" I retort it.
I look down to be sure to put your feet where they should go, even if I have an irresistible urge to stamp her feet.
He advances toward me, I step back in sync.
Thankfully the music is not very fast, or I would fall with a lot of chances.
"do not look at your feet or you'll fall" I raise
angry gaze on him.
Chi si crede di essere per dirmi dove devo guardare?
"I think I can look where I am"
"I think I can teach dance"
"stop repeating what I say '
" I will not repeat what you say' I close my eyes
cracks.
"and then you started" is defended him as a child, "however, are not the only one to want to dance with you, so I it seems that my information will be useful "
" and if I did not want to dance? "
'you're dancing with me'
" but I do not want "
1 to 0 for me.
He lifts the corners of the mouth in a crooked smile confused.
The music continues, but we stopped, or rather we just rocking from foot to foot while we stare.
me it looks like you do with an object to be reassessed.
But I am not an object.
slide from her arms escaping into the garden with a mad desire to materialize at home, where they are not an object.
