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When Isobel woke up, she did indeed feel completely fine. No hangover, headache, or nausea.

She got out of bed and went to shower, but noticed a little black box that wasn't on her cabinet the night before.

Opening it up, Izzy saw a small silver ball. Confused on what exactly it was, she went to put it back, but it was like a magnet the way it wouldn't immediately detach from her fingers.

She put it away, and shoved the box in a drawer, finally making her way to her bathroom for her shower.

Tonight was the night of the annual Malfoy Chistmas Ball, and Izzy decided it would be best to get her hair done and out of the way, by blow drying it the muggle way, with a hairdryer and a round brush, and deciding to put in some Velcro rollers later.

She then had a breakfast that consisted of Diet Coke and a waffle, and as she finished eating, there was a knock at her door, she went over to open it.

"Isobel."

"Lucius." She said, rolling her eyes as he invited himself in.

"I see you're getting yourself ready for the ball."

"Just the hair. It takes the longest, so I figured i should just get it over and done with."

"Hm." He paused, taking a moment to look Isobel up and down.

She had on her signature baby blue sheer tights, the MaryJane heels she constantly wore, and a black pleated skirt, stopping just below the top of her thighs, along with a baby blue top, a black cropped cardigan, and a blue headband, giving her whole look a bit of a vintage feel.

"I assume you'll be wearing a dress that colour tonight." Lucius said, stepping closer.

"And why would you say that?" She asked, looking up at him as he bought his hands to her waist.

"Well it must be your favourite colour. Ive never seen anyone wear so much of a colour so often." He whispered, now trailing kisses down her collarbone. "But enough of the small talk," he cleared his throat, straightening his posture. "Did you find my gift?"

"Gift?" Izzy questioned, and then the little box made sense. "Oh, yes. Your gift.. what exactly is it?"

Lucius smirked. "You'll figure it out sooner or later."

"And when will you tell me? I don't want to think too much about anything besides my looks today." Izzy sighed, walking over to take a seat on her bed.

Lucius followed, and stood in front of her, caressing her jaw with his large hand.

"If you haven't figured it out by the time the Ball starts.. I'll make sure you know." He promised, with a grin that screamed malicious intent. Then left without another word.

"Well that was helpful." Izzy groaned, as she put her hair up, before going to find her friends.

Her, Onyx, and Pansy got ready together, in Izzy's room, the other two bringing up their outfits and makeup bags with them, but somehow still asking Blaise to go get something for them the second he had returned with the previous item.

Eventually, they were all doing their finishing touches before putting the dresses on.

Onyx was taking out her pin curls, Pansy was spraying enough dry shampoo to kill a small animal (worth it for the volume and effortlessly messy look she so adored), and Isobel was carefully twisting her Velcro rollers out of her hair.

The trio all had their signature hairstyles, but a version of them that was somehow more classy and elegant than normal.

They changed into their dresses, pulled on their heels, and shoved all their necessities into their purses, and grabbed their coats, before making their way downstairs to see the boys.

"Oh! I forgot my lipliner, I'll be right back." Isobel abruptly said, mid-conversation, and rushed back upstairs to get it.

She rummaged around her room for a moment, and turned around to leave, only to see a tall, brooding figure standing by the now closed door.

"Figured it out yet love?"

"No, I haven't exactly had time to think about it."

"Well, perhaps this evening would be a perfect time to find out what it is." Lucius smirked, and with a flick of his wand, the small silver ball was gone from the box, and Isobel jumped, feeling a something cold against her clit, and before she knew it, it was vibrating.

"Lucius-"

"Now, now, pet. No need to worry, I promise I won't turn it up too high." He promised, and the vibrations stopped.

"You really expect me to have this on the whole night? You're crazy." Isobel laughed, struggling with her skirt to try and take it off, only for it to be turned back on. "Lucius!" She whisper-yelled, though it came out as more of a moan.

"Be a good girl and wear it tonight, or I might have to just have my fun right here, right now.. where one of your little friends could walk in at any moment." He suggested, turning it up.

"Alright, fine." She whined, and it was turned off. "Just don't turn it on in front of anyone like Snape, or my parents."

"Would've dream of it." He agreed. "Just as long as you don't take it off until I give you permission."

"Fine, but that's a compromise. Don't be going against what I say unless you want me going against you."

"Like I said, wouldn't dream of it." He smirked, already thinking up ways of playing their dangerous little game tonight.