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Lucius quickly put a muffliato spell on the room before pulling Izzy to her feet.

"What are you playing it?" He snapped, holding her tightly by her arms.

"What, is the old man too boring to have a little fun?" She giggled, and Lucius looked to the now empty bottle of whiskey in her hand and knew that she was far too gone for him to have any more fun.

"Well it seems you quite like the old man." He muttered, straightening out Izzy's clothes for her and fixing her hair, so it was back in its neat arrangement of curls cascading down her back and over her shoulders.

"The boring old man." She laughed, putting emphasis on the word boring and dragging it out.

"I'll show you boring, sweetheart." He said lowly, lifting her chin up to look at him and continued to speak softly to her as he fixed her makeup. "You're going to beg me for some.. fun."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes, darling. Now hold still, you've managed to smudge your lipstick all the way down your chin." He chuckled. Seeing her act with so childlike innocence made him want to look after her, even if she had just downed one is his finest bottles of whiskey, and this was just a side effect of it.

"Oh nooo!" She giggled. "I must look like a complete mess right now."

"Don't worry, pet. I'm fixing you up." He assured her and soon enough she was back to looking exactly how she did when she walked into his study.

Only now she had a dark purple hickey on her collarbone.

"I'm going to apparate with you to the front gate, I'll apparate back here, and you walk up to the door, Draco will let you in. You do not mention this to Draco. Or anyone. Ever." He demanded, but in such a gentle tone it almost sounded like he was begging.

"Yes sir." She nodded, with her lips involuntarily pouting as she processed his words in her head.

"I quite like the sound of that." He smirked. "Perhaps you shouldn't call me by my first name in front of my son and your little friends."

"Yes Sir." She agreed with a smirk.

"That's a good girl. Ready?"

Izzy hummed in response, and they were outside just as quickly as Lucius disappeared.

Isobel shivered her way to the front door, wondering why on earth Lucius decided to leave her half a mile from the front door with no nothing but a thin cardigan to keep her warm.

Luckily, Pansy and Draco were waiting in the living room by the door for Izzy, who was only 10 minutes later than Lucius claimed she'd 'return to the Manor', and they opened the door after the first knock.

"Izzy!" Pansy full on screamed, pulling her best friend into the biggest hug.

"Pansy!" Isobel screamed back, holding her just as tightly, until they pulled away and drunkenly jumped up and down holding hands and squealing something along the lines of 'I missed you so much' 'I missed you more'.

Draco rolled his eyes, tired of this ritual they do everytine they see each other. It's no longer a 'let's mock those muggle movies' thing, it's just a reflex for the two girls at this point.

Izzy had unique ways to greet her friends; she'd usually throw something at Blaise, or scare him if he hadn't already noticed her, as well as a poke to waist to Lorenzo (which he hated), and virtually launching herself onto Onyx, who could unsurprisingly lift the girl quite easily. She tried to come up with something new for Draco many times, but something about lightly tugging on a strand of his perfectly styled blonde hair was just so fun to her.

"Wait, is that a hickey?" Draco asked with a surprised laugh.

"Who were you with? That's the darkest hickey I've ever seen!" Pansy said, moving Izzy's hair off her shoulder.

"I.. may have met a guy at a bar.." she said, and played off her hesitation as dramatic effect, rather than her trying to drunkenly come up with a lie. "We didn't sleep together, we just.. made out... no further questions!"

"Alright, okay, but I hope you're ready to give a Draco-related explanation to Mr. Malfoy if he asks about it." Pansy chuckled.

"I doubt he'd actually ask if he noticed." Draco assured her, as they lead the way to the room where the rest of the group were.

In Draco and Pansy's absence, Onyx and Blaise had suck off to Onyx's room, leaving a sleeping Lorenzo on the sofa.

"Pansy, feel like giving me a hand in dragging Enzo to his room?" Draco groaned.

"Can we drag him across the floor?" She asked excitedly.

"Yes. Izzy, will you be okay here on your own?"

"Yeah, don't you worry about me." She whispered, blowing kisses at them, confirming Draco's suspicions of Izzy already being blackout drunk.

Little did he know, she wasn't at that point yet, she was just feeling extra dizzy from her previous interaction with the elder Malfoy man.

Izzy smiled to herself as she felt a blush creeping to her cheeks just thinking about it.

There was something about the complete contrast between them that had suddenly made her so attracted to him - she felt herself hanging onto every word he said and every move he made.

It was the age and size difference that really turned her on. She was constantly the loudest person in the room, the one everyone pays attention to. Be it her looks, or her voice, singing, humming, talking, laughing, she felt that she had to be overly confident to make up for the lack of intimidation she struck in others, unlike her friends.

She wasn't the stereotypical cold hearted and overly serious slytherin, though her ambitions consumed her, she wasn't as cunning or self centred as the stereotypes project. So, she made up for it by demonstrating overconfidence and trying to show similar attitudes as her peers.

But earlier that night, Isobel felt as if she could be completely herself. Whether it was the alcohol, the fact that Lucius probably didn't care for her further than a plaything for his amusement, or the fact that she wasn't given a reason to overcompensate.. she loved the feeling.

And the thrill of almost being caught? The adrenaline of knowing that what she was doing was so unbelievably wrong? She craved more.

Isobel knew that these thoughts were most likely so over the top thanks to the hundred-year-old whiskey, so she pushed them to the back of her mind until the morning.

Draco and Pansy returned soon after she decided that, providing her with a good distraction from her thoughts, and the trio spent the night drinking, talking, and reminiscing on their previous years at Hogwarts, seeing as this would be the last.