In the Eyes of the Eagle

Chapter Three: A Night to Remember

“Lizzie!” Nicole said, as she tried to get Lizzie to wake up.

It was the morning of the ball; or rather it was already 3 in the afternoon on that Saturday. Nicole was already in a frantic state; Lizzie had never slept this late before.

And she couldn't have picked a better day to do so, Nicole thought

There was knocking sound at the door.

Nicole got up and went to the door, opened it and saw Michael.

“What are you doing?” Nicole asked.

“Checking up on my girlfriend if that's ok with her best friend,” Michael sneered as he swiftly went past Nicole and went to Lizzie, who was still sound asleep and under the covers of her bed.

He spoke softly to Lizzie as she still slept away the day, and he shook her just a tad but as he still tried to wake her up.

“I already tried that,” Nicole said, watching Michael try to awaken her.

“Apparently, your ways didn't work as you can see,” Michael said, “but mine, are a whole lot more persuasive.”

“Oh, so you think so?” Nicole said, getting rather annoyed at Lizzie's boyfriend.

“I do,” Michael said, as he lowered his head towards Lizzie's and kissed her.

Before long, Lizzie was responding back. Like a true Malfoy. The way to get them up was to get their lovers to kiss them. Michael and Lizzie weren't lovers but they were a couple, so that worked just as well.

“Morning to you too,” Lizzie said, opening her eyes.

“More like afternoon,” Michael said, kissing her again, biting her lip gently.

“Afternoon?” Lizzie asked, rising up, knocking Michael over a little bit.

“I've tried to get you up before now but you simply shooed me away with your fist,” Nicole said.

“Oops, sorry about that Nicole,” Lizzie said, going back to Michael's warm and inviting lips.

Nicole was rather tired of seeing this.

“Ok, enough is enough,” Nicole said, grabbing a hold of Michael and pulling him away from Lizzie, “you two can continue your make out session later on tonight. Right now, I have to get Lizzie to her hair appointment. Let alone get her ready for the ball tonight.”

“Oh come on Nicole,” Lizzie said, “just a little bit longer.”

“No,” Nicole said, shoving Michael out the door of their room, “good-bye Michael. She'll see you later tonight, I promise you that.”

“Aww, that was mean,” Lizzie said.

“Drastic times calls for drastic measures,” Nicole said.

“Oh please,” Lizzie said, “whatever.”

~*~

“Nicole! Where's my ruby necklace?” Lizzie asked, shouting from the bathroom.

“Ruby? Damn girl, you're about as expensive as expensive gets,” Nicole said. “If it wasn't for your mother not knowing about your Grandmother Narcissa spoiling you like a true Malfoy is at times, then I'd swear you'd be a true Slytherin Ice Queen by now.”

“Oh I already am,” Lizzie said, a little too proudly with too much pride, “do you know where it is or not? I need to know which jewelry to put on if that one isn't found at this moment.”

“Oh relax would you?” Nicole asked, “Its right where you left it last, on your nightstand by the lamp.”

“Would you bring it to me please?” Lizzie asked.

“You're being a little too bossy today Lizzie,” Nicole said, “remember, I have a date too. I also, need to get ready. So hurry up in there.”

“Ok, ok, ok,” Lizzie said, clasping the necklace around her neck. “It's all yours now.”

“Ooh you look pretty in that gorgeous dress,” Nicole said, as she too had just gotten into her own dress. “I don't know who will be pleased more: Michael or that idiotic geek-looking, Gryffindor Thomas Craven.”

“Oh that's disgusting and unpleasant,” Lizzie said, “you dare to even speak his name? What are you trying to do, jink the night away? It hasn't even officially started yet.”

“Sorry,” Nicole said, “just pointing out the obvious.”

“Well don't when it comes to that ugly geek,” Lizzie said.

“Ok,” Nicole said. “Could you help me zip up the back of this dress?”

Nicole was currently wearing a dress that was deep as a red rose color almost. It had a slit that went up just past her knee on both sides of her well tanned body. It was especially low cut in the front; she almost didn't need to bother wearing a bra with it. She had shoes to match also. And also, a pair of gloves that fit her perfectly.

“You know that dress would look even better if it was a deep green instead of a deep red,” Lizzie said, zipping up the back of her dress.

“Too bad,” Nicole said, “it's staying as it is. If I were going to change it, it'd be black not green.”

“Determined to be naughty tonight are you?” Lizzie asked.

“You never know,” Nicole said, almost dirty-like enough to turn on a man, if one were standing right beside her.

After another ten minutes of primping, each girl was ready to greet their dates for the night.

“Should we split the room in two in case each of us decides to have our own little party afterwards?” Nicole asked.

“I thought you'd never ask,” Lizzie said. “You know I would. But if you please, cast a silencing charm also, if you do.”

“Will do,” Nicole said. “Whoever gets here first can split the room in half.”

“No, we'll do that now,” Lizzie said, “just make a little hallway to one room. If one of us gets here before the other does, put a bright pink figure eight rubber band around the doorknob.”

“Alright,” Nicole said, setting the room into two with her wand.

“Ok, let's go barge in on our men,” Lizzie said.

“Nope,” Nicole said, “Ryan is meeting me down in the common room, which brings to my attention that I was supposed to be down there about five minutes ago.”

“What are you waiting on then?” Lizzie asked. “Go already!”

They hurried out of their now, two rooms that was once one room. Nicole split away from Lizzie once she saw Ryan Corners by the fireplace, leaving Lizzie to go find her man.

“You look gorgeous Nikki,” Ryan said, stealing a kiss.

“Thank-you Ryan and I thought I told you never to call me Nikki again,” Nicole said, “it's so not classic at all.”

“I'm sorry malady,” Ryan said, recovering from his apparent mistake by kissing her again and graveling at her feet.

“Don't gravel at my feet, well it wouldn't hurt but don't go too far to where it's pathetic,” Nicole ordered.

When it came to who was bossier than who, Nicole tied with Lizzie in the Slytherin household.

“You got it my dear,” Ryan said, offering an arm, “ready to go?”

Nicole took his hand, instead of his arm and then went with him.

Meanwhile, Lizzie on the other hand, was currently in Michael's room, looking for him but yet he was no where to be found.

Lizzie was now scrounging about through the Gryffindor Common Room. Even though she had never been in this room as her mother had once had, she knew the way around. She had a copy of the Maurader's Map from Uncle George and Uncle Fred. She knew the whole castle basically. She constantly made her way towards the doorway to the Common Room.

“Miss Malfoy,” a voice said from behind.

Lizzie turned around and looked to see a stubby little elf at her feet.

“What do you want?” Lizzie asked.

Apparently, she was exactly like her father when it came to house elves. He didn't really care about manners when it came to them, neither did Lizzie. Both her and her father just covered that little fact when Ginny was around.

The little stubby elf held out an envelope with her name on it.

“This is for you madam,” the elf said, with a smile on her face. “Mr. Potter requests for you to receive this at this time of evening. He wishes you to come to him.”

“Very well,” Lizzie said. “Would you be able to lead the way to him?”

“I'm afraid I can not do that Miss,” the elf said. “I now say good-bye and good luck with your quest.”

Then just like that, the stubby little elf was gone.

Well that was rude, Lizzie thought. Not even a hint on where to go.

The envelope in Lizzie's hands was starting to get warm for some odd reason. She jittered a little at that little predicament. She started to open the envelope. Inside was the most beautiful green card with glossy white writing on it with the trim just as the same.

My dear Lizzie,

Tonight will be a night to remember for you and for the both of us. Here in this card, among others, I've left a trail that is of our first things we shared as a couple, that leads the path to finding me. For the first task, you must go to the place where we shared our first first together. Good luck my love.

Love yours forever,

Michael Potter

So that's what this was about, Lizzie thought. I'm supposed to find him through out the mist of all this mess. What was our first first?

Lizzie thought on this for a moment.

First holding hands, first kiss, first special moment. Which was it? Which came first for that matter?

At that moment, a beautiful red rose appeared to her, which was also floating in the air towards her. She reached out and took it and then instantly knew where to go, the Slytherin Gardens': where she had first received her first kiss.

Again, like before, there was a little stubby elf again when she got to the beautiful fountain that was surrounded by roses and all other flowers equally beautiful, in the Slytherin Gardens'.

“Congratulations Miss Malfoy,” the little elf said. “You've completed the first task. Mr. Potter wishes me to give you this.”

Again, the elf held out yet another envelope for her to take.

Lizzie took it and then opened it.

My dearest Lizzie,

If you're reading this, then you've made it though the first round. There are only as many rounds as many firsts we have discovered together. Now, go to the place where we shared our first moment together. By the way, you look beautiful my dear. If only I could get up close to you to prove to you how beautiful you are. Only one more task after this.

Forever yours,

Michael Potter

Lizzie then rushed off to the next place, the lake by the Gryffindor tower.

Again, the stubby little elf was there when she got there.

“What have you got for me this time?” Lizzie asked.

The elf smiled and then held out the last letter to Lizzie.

My sweet Lizzie,

For the last task, I'll ask you to do one thing. Turn around and look.

Internally yours,

Michael

That was short, Lizzie thought.

The elf disappeared all of a sudden. Lizzie then did as the letter had requested.

Lizzie turned around to be in Michael's arms as he suddenly dipped her backwards a little bit, leaned down and kissed her.

“You sneaky thing you,” Lizzie said as Michael slowly pulled her back up to a right position.

“Don't I know it,” Michael said, as he pulled something out of his pocket.

Lizzie looked as he did this.

“Michael, uh…” Lizzie started. “That isn't what I think it is, is it?”

“Are you thinking it's an engagement ring?” Michael asked.

“Well,” Lizzie said. “Yes, that's exactly what I'm thinking at this moment.”

“Well, you're wrong my dear,” Michael said.

Lizzie's eyes dropped back to normal.

“It's a promise ring,” Michael said, as he opened it up for her to see.

It was the most beautiful ring she had ever seen. Gold band with three little diamonds surrounding one big diamond.

“It's beautiful Michael,” Lizzie said, as she put it on her right ring finger. “Thank-you.”

“Let's go shall we?” Michael asked.

“Yes but first,” Lizzie said.

“First what?” Michael asked.

“First this,” Lizzie said, as she then stepped closer pulling him and kissed him hard.

The kiss then turned into more of a sweet and gentle kiss.

“I think I love you Elizabeth Nicole Malfoy,” Michael whispered against her lips.

“And I love you, Michael John Potter,” Lizzie whispered against his lips and then deepened the kiss.