LILLIANS POV

     When I step out of the fireplace, I'm immediately overwhelmed with all of the noises. There are people crowded all over the room. I look in the crowd trying to find the familiar blob of blonde hair, but don't have luck. I continue trying to find him, and at the last moment, I do. He's sitting in a corner, trying to make himself disappear.

     I start walking over to him. When I'm in the middle of walking towards Draco, I end up being forced into a dance. I try to get out of the hold of the person who had really sweaty hands, and seemed like he was out of breath. 

     I only know one person who would think I would make a good dancing partner with. I really hope I'm wrong.  Hoping it isn't who it most likely is, I look up to see who my dancing captor is, I was thoroughly repulsed to discover I was correct about my assumptions. It was Vincent Crabbe.

     I knew he liked me. It got really obvious when he started lightly stalking me. I've read muggle books where the guy would stalk the girl, and enjoyed reading about it...not so much when it's me that's being stalked. I thought I made it obvious that I want nothing to do with him. 

     Especially when I pretty much run away whenever he comes near me, or when I scream whenever I see him, which also results me in running away. The only only reason I put up with him is because he's "friends" with Draco. Even then I'm counting down the minutes of when I can leave. 

     I feel really bad for Draco though. He knows that him and Goyle aren't actually friends with him. The only real friends he has, is the "Slytherin Gang" as he calls it, and me. He keeps trying to convince my parents to let me go to Hogwarts, but each year it's the same answer. 

I look at Crabbe while glaring. If looks could kill, he'd be killed more than 5 times. I don't think he gets the memo that I don't want to be anywhere near his arms, so I open my mouth and scream as loud as I can.

     "LET GO OF ME CRABBE! I DON'T KNOW HOW MANY FUCKING TIMES I HAVE TO SAY IT, RUN AWAY, SCREAM WHILE RUNNING AWAY, OR GLARE AT YOU FOR IT TO GO THROUGH YOUR THICK, FUCKING USELESS SKULL. I DON'T LIKE YOU! I DON'T WANT ANYTHING TO DO WITH YOU! I DONT WANT TO BE ASSOCIATED WITH YOU! I JUST WANT YOU TO LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE! I ALSO WANT YOU TO STOP STALKING ME! ITS FUCKING CREEPY, AND JUST SHOWS HOW FUCKED YOU ARE IN THE HEAD. YOU MIGHT THINK THAT YOU'RE ZADE MEADOWS, BUT YOU ARE AS FAR FROM THAT AS YOU COULD POSSIBLY BE. I'M ONLY GOING TO SAY THIS ONE MORE TIME. LET ME GO, I DON'T WANT YOU, AND LEAVE ME ALONE!"

     He looked surprised by my outburst, and quickly let go of me, almost pushing me away. He looked around frantically. It's as if he's hoping nobody noticed what happened in the middle of the dance floor...in the middle of a giant crowd...while everyone is staring at us. Crabbes face goes bright red with embarrassment. I guess he doesn't want everyone to know that he just got yelled at by a girl.

     I started looking around, making sure I make eye contact with everyone staring while doing so. My gaze locks on Draco's gaze. He's standing up from the corner and is hurriedly making his way towards me. Before he could reach us though, a different, and older blonde gets to Crabbe and I first. I meet the cold, dead eyes of Lucius Malfoy.

     Lucius stares at us with a mixture of disgust and annoyance. We all just stand there, waiting for someone to break the tension filled silence. At this point, I'm debating if I should just turn my back towards him, and walk over to his son. Before I make that choice though, Lucius starts running his mouth. 

     "May I ask why you are causing such a disturbance at this party? I can speak for everyone when I say, you need to control your actions and emotions Miss Smith. I know you don't know how to control yourself, but that is not an excuse for your behavior. Save the drama for when you're alone. We don't care to hear it, or see it." I swear he says all of this in one breath. But I'm stunned. He thinks that I'm purposely trying to disrupt his party?!

     "Are you serious Mr. Malfoy? The last thing I would want to do is have everyone's attention on me! I was just trying to cross the floor, to get to your son. I didn't want to dance with anyone, let alone Crabbe! Besides, you know what Mother and Father do to me. You know it happens daily. Why would I do something on purpose, when that is going to be the end result?"

     "For attention Miss Smith. I'm well aware what happens to you, and I don't care. I'm not my wife. She's too kind hearted, and takes pity on the pathetic. That includes you. You might be a pureblood, and your parents and I might be acquaintances, but I will not  allow someone, especially a little girl, speak to me like that.

     I scoff and look away. I understand that he's the Lucius Malfoy, so he must feel like he must have the respect he "deserves", but fuck no! He hasn't done anything to make me feel welcome in his home. He only makes me feel like a waste of space, no better than the dirt beneath his feet. I turned away, prepared to leave, but I saw Mother and Father walking out way. 

     I look around the room, trying to find Draco. I spot the familiar head of bleach blonde hair. He's already walking in my direction which I'm so grateful for. When Draco was almost half way across the dance floor, Mother and Father walk up to us. I could already tell they were a few drinks down.

     "Lucius, is my daughter bothering you?" Father asked him, heavily slurring his words. If not  had to guess, he probably had an equivalent of 3 bottles of scotch. I don't understand why adult males love their scotch and whiskey. Something I didn't have to guess however, was how much disgust he could put into the word "daughter". By now, I'm immune to this. It's happened too many times for me to keep track. When I get home, I'm going to have a lovely bonding experience with both parents.

     Lucius is quick to put on an insincere smile on his albino face. 

     "Ah, not at all Nicholas. We were just having a...chat about how we talk to our elders."

     Mother stumbles over this wonderful little gathering of people I hate. As usual, she also has a look of pure disgust as she's referring to me. Thankfully, Draco is finally on the outskirts of this gathering. I almost show a smile, but I don't want Mother and Father to notice it, it'll just make things worse for when I get home. Instead of smiling, I just give him a look that has all of my gratitude in it. He gives me a small nod in return which I know means, 'any time'.

     "Father, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, I'm sorry to interrupt, but I was wondering if Lillian would be able to get away and dance with me?"

     I look over at all of the parents in the circle, and quickly take Draco's hand before any of them can protest. As soon as my hand is in his, he's walking away to a different part of the ballroom floor. When we're out of ear shot, and when they can't see us anymore, Draco stops walking and looks at me with concern.

     Draco is one of the people who knows about the abuse. My old best friend, who happens to be his sister, was the only other person to know. I knew what he was wondering so I answered before he had to ask, "Draco, I'm fine. They didn't lay a hand on me. The last time they did was the last party you guys had." I hate that I just lied through my teeth. He doesn't deserve to be lied to, but I don't want him to worry.

     He didn't look like he was believing it. The part that sucks about him being my best friend, is that I can't bullshit him. He knows I just lied to him, and is trying to show that he doesn't know that I was lying. But being his best friend, I know he knows. He just stares into my eyes for a couple more moments, trying to gauge how long it had actually been since they last put their hands on me. The correct answer would be two days ago when I got caught smoking some weed.

     He finally looks away and grasps my hand one more time. He starts leading me away from the ballroom, and to a set of stairs. I knew in that instant that he was taking me to his room, or the room that I claim when I'm here to get away from my house.

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