《'Granger' Family Reunion》The First Ball on The Third Night
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"Come on, mate." Blaise said to Scorpius, picking up his nephew and following Draco and Hermione out to 'The First Ball on The Third Day'
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All eyes turned to Draco and Hermione as they entered, making Sheila immediately jealous as Blaise slipped in afterwards with Scorpius and headed straight for the food and refreshments table.
Then the music started.
Draco had booked a famous cellist and violinist to play. On their first slow song, Draco led Hermione to the dance floor. No one dared to join them for fear of interrupting their breath-taking dancing and for fear of Sheila's wrath as she looked upon them, shaking in fury.
'HOW DARE SHE!' Sheila thought in anger. 'SHE STOLE SPOTLIGHT, MAN AND MY -'
Fortunately, Sheila was stopped when Blaise came over and asked to dance. She misunderstood the grimace on his face for a charming smile and took his hand. Blaise Zabini would have to do.
Unluckily for Sheila, this was a result of a dare Draco gave Blaise in their game of 'Truth or Dare' as they waited for Hermione to get ready.
No one messes with Hermione Malfoy nee Zabini and gets away with it.
And she was about to find out how cruel payback from Draco Malfoy and Blaise Zabini could be...
Meanwhile, more of the adults followed Sheila's lead and started to join the dance floor where Sheila was just starting to enjoy herself.
Stage One Of Plan ~ Completed
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When the song ended, Hermione immediately made her way over to Scorpius who was sitting at a table on his own, eating his marshmallow.
"You are a good dancer, Mama." Scorpius complimented as Hermione lifted him up.
"Look, stage two of our plan is starting." Draco whispered, obviously excited.
"What plan?" Hermione asked, looking suspicious.
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"You'll see."
During this discussion, Blaise had pulled Sheila off to the corner of the room where the Malfoy family were watching him with beady eyes. He leant in and Sheila did the same, but before she could kiss him, he pulled away and said,
"Oh, Sheila. If only there was someone out there who loved you."
Then he made his way over to the Malfoy family who were giggling behind their hands as Sheila ran out of the hall crying. Unnoticed by anyone as they were having too much fun.
"Ugh. That was horrible." Blaise complained.
"But worth it!" Draco argued and Blaise nodded in agreement as Hermione and Scorpius laughed in unison.
However, the second song had ended and Aunt Elisa had noticed that her favourite niece had disappeared, so she made her way over to Hermione and questioned her. Of course, as soon as Hermione saw her least favourite aunt storm towards her with a scowl on her face, she whispered a plan to the others.
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When Aunt Elisa had gone off looking for Sheila, she had been convinced that Sheila ran up to Blaise and tried to kiss him, but he refused and she ran away crying. Hermione couldn't believe that her aunt had believed that lie! But of course, it was just a play o the truth.
Sheila had tried to kiss Blaise and he had refused and she had run away crying. See? No lie.
Luckily, the rest of the night was uneventful, but Sheila would surely have a few words to say to them, the next day.
But even that thought in mind, couldn't dampen Hermione's spirit. Which was one of the things Draco married her for.
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