The Grindelwald Legacy | By : ccino49 Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 7559 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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I own nothing but this sordid little tale. All characters belong to J.K. Rowling. I am not making any money by writing it. I must be insane.
The Grindelwald Legacy
Chapter 54
Lucy went to bed early so she could make a start on the homework still outstanding, and after taking Maxi for a long walk the following morning and tucking into breakfast served by Winky, she headed back upstairs to finish it. Her gown was hanging on the front of the wardrobe. Chosen by Hetty and Madam Malkin, it was an ankle length creation of pink tulle, with a sweetheart neckline, a wide sash waistline and flounced skirts. Lucy hated it but didn’t have the heart to say so, believing she would never have to wear it anyway.
She and Hetty went to the Three Broomsticks for lunch, and Lucy was thrilled when Rosmerta appeared and gave her a hug in greeting. Lucy had a couple of butterbeers, telling Hetty they should serve it at Hogwarts instead of the pumpkin juice, and the pair tucked into Rosmerta’s homemade steak and kidney pudding.
“Winky will be taking you back to the castle in time to get ready for the ball along with your friends. I think it would be best you stay the night rather than disturbing me by coming home late. You know I like to retire early. And I dare say you will want to lie in bed all morning come Sunday. In which case I will see you next Friday, so long as you manage to keep out of trouble.”
“I can get up early Sunday and come home for a few hours can’t I?”
“You may if that is what you really want, but I doubt you will.” Hetty laughed. “I may be getting on in years, but I still remember what it is like to dance the night away and fall into bed exhausted. Trust me, you will sleep late tomorrow, especially if you decide to make use of that room.”
“Gran please, not that again. Anyway I can’t use it tonight, Professor Snape made it very clear that if I didn’t tell him yesterday, then not to bother him today about it.”
Hetty cackled. She had a feeling young Severus was deliberately making it hard for Lucy to ask about that room in the hopes of preventing her from engaging with another wizard. Any wizard.
Using elf magic, Winky took hold of Lucy’s hand late afternoon and blinked them both directly to the main entrance of Hogwarts.
“Winky how on earth did you do that? I thought no one could apparate in the castle.”
“Wizards and witches apparating miss, but elf’s not apparating, elf’s is just going and coming. Donts you worry about mistress Hetty miss, Winky is taking good caring of the mistress.”
“I know Winky, and I can’t thank you enough for that, honestly. You’re a Godsend you are.”
Winky arrived back at the cottage with a beaming smile and wet eyes. The miss had given her high praise indeed.
Lucy was now in the dorm room with the other girls and dreaded taking the pink gown from her bag in front of them. Instead she hung the garment bag containing the gown in her wardrobe, pulled the zip down partway and placed her hand inside, concentrating behind the door of the wardrobe where she was mostly out of view. Then she took hold of the sensible white pumps and did likewise before closing the door and heading for the bathroom with a smile on her face.
Lucy decided to pamper herself with a bubble bath, Tracey and Pansy following suit in two of the other tubs, while Daphne and Millicent headed for the shower.
Later they all sat in their underwear, inspecting each others make-up, borrowing various cosmetics from one another, and bickering about whether hair up or hair down was more mature. Lucy’s gran had lent her a pair of dainty, white gold and diamond teardrop earrings with matching necklace. She put them on and took the gown from it’s hanger. Lucy had altered the gown completely. Now it was a full length, sleeveless, black velvet slipdress, low enough on the neckline to give a good view of her plump cleavage, but high enough that nothing would swing lose if she happened to lean forward. Her shoes were also black, with three inch silver heels, and she had a pair of sheer, well fitting black gloves that reached to mid upper arm. Her hair was pinned back in a French roll and she felt every bit the elegant, sophisticated young woman she looked. Her make-up was minimal and discrete, giving her a natural look and she practiced smiling and pouting provocatively in the mirror. ‘Let Snape call me delinquent now.’ She mused.
“Oh Lucy, where did you get that gown? It’s gorgeous.” Daphne exclaimed when she saw her.
“I… kind of adapted it from one gran bought.”
“And those shoes.” Tracy crowed. “They have to be muggle shoes.”
“Yep, muggle to a t. Though I doubt I’ll have them on very long, they pinch a bit.” Lucy replied. Actually the shoes felt very comfortable, but she lied simply because the other girls would have begun resenting her if they thought she was approving of anything muggle. An argument was the last thing she wanted this evening and Pansy was already giving her resentful looks now they were all ready.
Blaize, dressed in chic black robes with silver clasps and silver buttons, could not help his superior expression when Lucy entered the common room. To him she looked perfect, and he would be the proudest wizard at the ball with her on his arm. His eyes darkened with desire as he approached her, gave a formal bow, and offered his arm in readiness to escort her to the Great Hall. Yes, he affirmed to himself, he chose well in Lucy Grindelwald, and together they complemented each other perfectly.
Lucy thought Blaize looked rather smart and dashing, though she still wasn’t to keen on the idea of robes on men. She expected the males would be wearing dress suites for the evening, such as were worn in the muggle world, or at least normal suites. But since all the other wizards were also in dress robes, she couldn’t exactly criticise.
Draco, Pansy hanging on his arm, eyed Lucy and Blaize. He envied the dark boy, even though they were friends he could not help thinking Lucy would be better hanging from his arm instead of Pansy.
Severus took his place in the Great Hall, his face sour as he took in the decorations and waited with the rest of the staff for the students to arrive. The lighting was subdued, giant carved pumpkins being the main illumination, along with a multitude of black and orange candles floating high above their heads. Live bats screeched as they fluttered between the illuminations and streamers, while charmed, life size skeletons danced near the cobweb covered walls, their bones clattering noisily.
The tall double doors opened and the couples began making their way inside, smart wizards escorting colourfully attired witches to the many round tables set out in place of the usual long house table.
Severus could not help scrutinizing the couples as they entered, though he would not admit it even to himself, he was waiting for Lucy to enter, curious as to whether she would appear in proper evening attire.
When finally he noticed Blaize enter the hall, he was taken aback that the young wizard had a more mature stranger on his arm. It was only as they drew nearer he realised it was actually Lucy, and not some unfamiliar witch. He swallowed convulsively several times as he took in the simple cut of the gown, they way it accentuated her curves without the need to cling to them, the long elegant gloves, and the style of her hair. When he noticed her shoes however he was forced to avert his eyes, pressing himself to turn his attention to some Hufflepuffs boys intent on dancing with some of the skeletons.
But Professor Sprout had already made her way over to deal with them and he once again found his gaze straying in the direction of Miss Grindelwald. Especially her bottom, which was deliciously ample considering her size.
Lucy used to hate her bum, always thinking it was too big, but now, since performers such as J-Lo, Paula Abdul, and Anastasia had entered the charts, she liked it and tried to wear clothes that accentuated it, rather than trying to disguise it all the time. The main thing she disliked about herself now were her feet. Taking a size seven shoe when you were five foot five and sixteen years old was a definite negative in Lucy’s book, well, except with high heels when they were a definite advantage. After buying her first pair when she was fourteen, she practiced for hours walking and dancing about her room in them, just so she could wear them with jeans when she headed to the town centre on a weekend to meet with friends. Tonight was the first time she ever had occasion to wear heels in a fitting environment, and with suitable clothing to match.
Blaize was super attentive, sticking out his chest and scowling when he caught other wizards giving his partner admiring glances, or sending envious looks his way. What he did not notice was the Potions Master also sending discrete, heated looks in Lucy’s direction, though Lucy did.
Had Severus known she had seen him watching her he would have been mortified.
Blaize explained how the menu’s worked during occasions like this, and Lucy, for once, did not order pizza, burgers, or chips. Instead she tapped her menu and was presented with gazpacho soup with avocado crème fraiche, followed with a flambé pineapple seafood boat, and finishing with a small helping of boccone dolce and a glass of sparkling water.
When Severus noticed her selection he was impressed, assuming she would immediately go for the plainer choices like grilled chicken or even lasagne. Most Slytherins knew of her penchant for chips, pizza and macaroni.
When the tables were eventually cleared and the music began, Blaize stood and asked her to dance.
TBC
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