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Lies, Love and Life by coutureandwit
Chapter 5 : A Ball, of sorts...
 
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“ELLA! GET DOWN HERE NOW!”

I hate this. I decided to hide in my closet, hoping to stay clear of everyone to avoid having to help get ready for this thing tonight. I guess it didn’t work. Damn.

“COMING!”

I head to where all the comotion is coming from and find Alicia ready to pull her hair out. The ball room looks beautiful, the enormous crystal chandelier is emitting a soft glow over the everything and the tables encircle the room, hinting that the area to dance would be in the center... go figure. The balconies have been opened and there are darkened areas to offer secrecy.

Alicia is turning around in circles barking orders to all the hired help to get on with their lives. I quietly slink up to her.

“Umm, Alicia? You called?”

“Finally! Go down to the kitchen, make sure they’re actually cooking and making all the food. Then send word, wait do you know how to cast a patronus? Oh wait, that’s 7th year magic, ummm...”

I calmly interrupted, “I learned a couple of years ago, don’t worry. I’ll send word.”

She nodded and promptly turned around and started screaming at some poor bloke who put an extra plate on a table. I made my way down to the kitchens to find a madhouse. I slowly walk in and make my way over to the person wearing the largest hat in the room. “Excusez-moi, mais Alicia was wondering how things were coming along?”

The man turned around and barked at me that everything was fine and that it would lovely if I could leave as he didn’t want some french girl in his way of his marvelous cooking.

I turned and left the room. I thought of the time I first learned how to ride a broom and a silvery lynx appeared. “Go tell Alicia everything is going fine and that I will be in my room getting ready as this is supposed to start in a couple hours.” My patronus nodded and went on her way.

I went up to my room and collapsed on my bed. Peace. It’s truly under-rated. After my few minutes of relaxation, I turned on my music so that it was pulsing throughout my room and went to go take a shower.

The sweet aromas encompassed the bathroom and when I emerged from the steaming hot shower I saw that my hair had already began to curl rapidly. I buy charmed shampoos and conditioners that make my hair curly, relaxed or straight depending on what mood I am in. I slathered on my various lotions, wrapped a towel around me and exited. I strolled over to the vanity table and sat.

I stared at myself, thinking about my next step. I decided on simple and elegant, with a slightly messy up-do. I lined my eyes with a deep purple eyeliner and brushed on brown eyeshadow with light gold swept over it. I curled my eyelashes, and put on my usual over-abundance of mascara. I loosely pulled my now dry hair into a low loose side bun with a few tendrils not included. I nodded into the mirror, satisfied.

I walked over to the closet and began to put my dress on. As soon as it was zipped, I heard a noise coming from my room, or rather I heard my music rapidly start changing songs. I exited my closet to find James happily flipping through my music. His looked good, no wonder why girls threw themselves at him. His hair looked windswept, he was probably riding around on his broom half an hour ago, literally. And his black suit, white shirt, and dark red skinny tie fit him perfectly. His light hazel eyes were dancing in delight.

“Uhh, James, what are you doing?”

“Hey, Frenchy. I like the music.”

“James. Why are you in my room?”

“Cause the guy with the hat kicked me out of the kitchen, I couldn’t find Henry, Allie or Oliver and Alicia kicked me out of the ball room saying that I’d ruin everything if I didn’t leave then. Plus, I knew where your room was.”

“Stalker.”

“It used to be my room when I’d visit... relax.”

“So, you’re telling me that you’ve slept in that bed?”

He smirked, “Jealous you weren’t there?”

“More like repulsed. I need to burn the sheets. Lord knows what’s been on them...”

“Would that be a sexual innuendo?”

“Wow James, wow. How old are you?”

“17.”

“It was a rhetorical question James.”

“A what?”

“Idiot.”

“JAMES! ELLA! STOP MAKING OUT AND HURRY UP!”

“PAPA, DO YOU WANT ME TO START PROJECTILE VOMITING? EWWWWW!”

James looked at me, “You know you want to.”

“Can we please just go. Everyone’s probably here by now anyway.”

“Actually no. It starts in like 30.”

“What are you? A walking, talking bane of my existence?”

“Umm, no?”

“Again, rhetorical. You’re such an idiot.”

I left my room with James quickly on my heels. Oh shit, shoes! I maneuvered my way around the git and ran back to my closet. I grabbed my favorite pair of Christian Louboutins and slipped them on, instantly growing close to 5 inches. I carefully made my way back out to the hall to find James waiting for me. When he saw me, he gave a small smile, offered his arm and said, “Shall we?”

I smiled and slipped my arm through his. So this is what Molly meant about James’ moments of lucidity. We made our way up to the ballroom together to find it packed with people.

Alicia saw me and quickly rushed over, her gold gown shimmered delicately in the light and she looked marvelous. Papa quickly followed her over. “Darling, you look beautiful. Just about everyone is here.”

I nodded and James lead me to the dance floor. He politely took my hand and gently placed his other on my back, not too high to be awkward but not dangerously low to be inappropriate. He glided across the floor with me following his lead gracefully.

“Where did you learn to dance?”

“Mum made me learn, so that when it came to things like this I would actually know what to do.”

“Ahh.”

“Yep.”

Awkward silence...

Someone walked up behind James and tapped his shoulder. I glanced up.

Fuck.


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