Harry Potter: Glory Bows to Me

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Lucius stood up, gracefully extended his hand and clapped his palms.

As Lucius's applause fell, hundreds of magical fireworks suddenly rose from the tall windows and exploded in the quiet night sky.

Crackling, after a dazzling flash and a loud explosion, various Christmas firework symbols stayed above Malfoy Manor, illuminating the entire manor with bright lights.

Against the backdrop of a sky full of Christmas fireworks, Lucius loudly announced that the dinner was over and the Christmas ball officially began.

The opening dance of the ball was performed by Lucius and Narcissa.

They chose Schubert's Serenade as the opening song for the dance.

This piece of music is elegant and peaceful, with gentle piano sounds flowing out. The simple tune can linger in the mind forever.

After dinner, the center of the restaurant was cast into a magical place, transforming into a silver dance floor. With the silver and white attire of the entire restaurant, it looked like a frozen lake in winter.

Lucius and Narcissa were both wearing silver dresses. They danced lightly on the dance floor like two swans embracing each other in the lake.

Everyone watched them with bated breath, envious of their love.

After this opening dance, the classical music band quickly changed to a more cheerful piece of music.

Now is the time to freely invite your dance partner to the dance floor to dance.

Draco stood up from the dining table and gave Amanta a standard British gentleman's salute.

"Miss," he said in a long and elegant voice, "Excuse me, would you like to have the first dance with me?"

"I am very honored."

Amanta nodded and reached out to take Draco's hand.

After Draco invited her, she noticed that many girls gave her resentful looks.

“……”This can’t be blamed on her.

She didn't mean to monopolize their ideal prom date.

If you want to blame someone, just blame Draco for trying to save trouble or using her as a scapegoat.

After she and Draco walked onto the dance floor first, others also invited their dance partners to walk in one after another.

Harry also found Luna in the crowd and he hurriedly ran to her.

Luna smiled warmly.

Harry rubbed his hands together gleefully, and then he remembered what Mr. Feeney had taught him.

He quickly did as Mr. Feeney had taught him—he saluted and bowed to Luna.

"Ms. Lovegood...Excuse me, would you like to have your first dance with me?"

"Of course, Mr. Potter."

Luna smiled softly and took his hand.

It looked like the two most ideal candidates for the dance had already found their partners.

Many girls withdrew their resentful looks, and they had to settle for the next best thing and accepted the invitations of other boys.

Amanta was dancing rapidly at this moment. The music was faster than she had imagined. As a beginner dancer, she could only hurriedly keep up with Draco's pace.

I don't know if it was her illusion, or if today was the rare Christmas dinner and dance at Malfoy Manor.

Amanta always felt that Draco was in an unexpectedly good mood.

Draco stared at her cheek as he danced smoothly, his light gray eyes filled with a gentle smile.

Amanta always felt a little weird being stared at like this by him.

If I have to describe it, it would probably be... a tingling feeling crawling up my spine.

After she nearly stepped on his leather shoes several times, Draco lowered his head close to her ear, and his warm breath gently brushed her ear.

"Watch your step, hold on to my hands and shoulders, and don't fall."

"it is good."

Amanta agreed subconsciously, but was a little flustered by Draco's gentleness, which was completely different from usual. After a change, she accidentally stepped on his foot.

"..."

She stumbled and nearly fell to the ground in embarrassment.

Draco immediately exerted a little force with his hands, grabbed her waist, and gently turned her half a circle, making her bend backwards in a overlooking posture.

Amanta quickly took the opportunity to maintain her balance.

But... this action——

Draco also bent down and looked at her, his delicate and proud face just a dozen centimeters in front of her.

Amanta's heart started beating wildly for no apparent reason.

She had rarely ever seen Draco's face so closely.

She could even see Draco's light golden eyelashes trembling slightly in front of her eyes, and his light grey eyes were like a cloud of unknown mist.

For the first time, she became curious and wanted to find out what was behind the fog.

Draco still looked at her tenderly and whispered, "Don't be nervous, Amanta."

Yes, don't be nervous...

Amanta blinked hard and reacted - what was wrong with her?

Amanta never thought that she would have such a tense moment.

This is really bad.

"Are you ready? It's time to get up."

After Draco finished speaking, he exerted force with his arms and lifted her back.

Amanta continued her dance, trying to pay more attention to her feet so as not to step on Draco again.

But he still stepped on Draco a few more times.

"Sorry, Draco…I don't mean to step on you all the time."

Amanta felt a little apologetic.

Although she didn't have the chance to look down, she estimated that Draco's shiny black leather shoes were covered with shoe prints from her steps.

“Is this piece too fast?”

Draco just kept asking in her ear.

She was a little surprised by his abnormal behavior - after all, with Draco's usual cleanliness and attention to appearance, he would have complained long ago when faced with such a situation.

"Yes, Mr. Finney never taught me to dance such a fast piece."

Draco nodded thoughtfully.

"So do you want to try dancing faster, or just ignore the rhythm and go slower?"

"..." Amanta thought for a moment and said, "Let's go slower."

Although it might be a little conspicuous in the crowd, it was better than stepping on Draco a few more times or falling down directly.

Draco led her and the dance gradually slowed down.

Amanta gradually regained her rhythm and her dance steps became smoother, and the embarrassing incident that just happened did not happen again.

"What if I say that I deliberately chose such a fast song?"

Draco was dancing, and suddenly he spoke in a low voice, as if talking to himself.

"Ok?"

Amanta looked up in surprise.

She didn't quite understand what Draco meant.

Draco smiled softly and explained, "Nothing, I just think it's better to use a more cheerful song during a happy time like Christmas."

His explanation makes perfect sense.

But Amanta couldn't help but start to think wildly about this.

Why was Draco suddenly so considerate and gentle today... Could it be - Amanta couldn't help but wonder, Draco suddenly fell in love with her?

No, impossible.

Never mind Draco's age...if she remembered correctly, he was still a future family man.

However, he said that he specifically chose a fast-paced song - was that the reason he said?

If not...did Draco just want to see her in a state of panic?

No, what if she accidentally falls down with both of them?

Just as Amanta was rapidly thinking about some messy things in her mind.

A haughty female voice sounded beside Amanta.

"Draco, your taste is getting worse."

Amanta quickly pulled herself out of her thoughts.

She glanced sideways and found that the person who said this looked very familiar to her.

It was Daphne Greengrass, who had not been seen since Pansy was taken away - she was punished for it and Hogwarts decided to let her rest for a year.

It seemed that the punishment of taking a year off from Hogwarts hadn't fazed her since the incident with Pansy.

Amanta wasn't too impressed with Daphne.

After all, not long after school started, after the Pansy incident, she was forced to take a leave of absence and go home.

But Daphne now doesn't look as pitiful as she did when she went to the Slytherin dormitory to find her that day, nor does she look as distressed and concerned as she did when she saw Pansy being punished.

Instead, she had an arrogant and contemptuous look on her face, and a kind of resentment in her eyes - but this might be the reason why she dropped out of school because of Amanta's incident, or it could also be because Pansy was detained.

Daphne wasn't dancing on the dance floor.

She was sitting at a dining table next to the dance floor, with a little girl who looked a little younger than her sitting next to her.

The little girl immediately attracted Amanta's attention.

After Daphne spoke, the little girl timidly pulled Daphne's arm, as if trying to persuade Daphne not to mess around, but Daphne simply shook her off with an impatient look on her face.

However, what attracted Amanta's attention was not their actions, but - that little girl... She was about eight or nine years old, with light golden curly hair and a face as delicate as a doll. It was obvious that she would be a beauty in the future.

...Astoria Greengrass.

For some reason, Amanta suddenly popped up this name in her mind.

She looked up at Draco again, feeling mixed emotions.

Thinking back to those ridiculous thoughts just now - no, she should stop having these unrealistic fantasies.

After all, Draco's future wife, Astoria, was sitting in front of her.

"Daphne." Draco frowned, "I don't think you need to judge my affairs."

"Don't you feel a little sorry for Pansy? Hasn't she done enough for you?" Daphne accused angrily.

Draco was unyielding: "People always have to pay the price for what they have done."

Daphne pointed at Amanta unceremoniously: "Oh, don't you know? It was her who caused Pansy to be sent to Azkaban, and you still danced with her? Do you know what Pansy would think?"

"What is she thinking about, does it have anything to do with me?"

Draco responded coldly.

"Pansy did all that for you... and you chose to stand by and watch." Daphne looked at him resentfully.

"Pansy's fault is entirely her own fault."

Draco frowned slightly in disgust.

"Daphne, I don't know when you will understand that Pansy has reached the age where she needs to pay the price for what she has done. No one can cover up her behavior."

After hearing what Draco said, Daphne simply crossed her arms and sneered.

"You just keep saying these cold, heartless and irresponsible words over and over again. Haha, what did Pansy do? In my opinion, she just wants to fight for what she wants."

"Sorry, that's not why she pushed Amanta off the Astronomy Tower."

Draco said coldly.

Daphne sneered, "In your heart, Pansy's companionship and care for you over the years are not as good as an orphan girl of unknown origin who you just met for a few days - Pansy is heartbroken by you. If you ask me, I can't accept these things even if I were in your place."

Daphne is indeed Pansy's number one follower.

Even after Pansy was sent to Azkaban, she continued to support Pansy as always, always caring about Pansy, and even confronting Draco at the Malfoy family's home turf - the Christmas dinner.

But - this might indeed be her only chance to get in touch with Draco now.

Their heated dispute has attracted the attention of many people.

Some people nearby were watching them out of the corner of their eyes, but no one dared to come forward to persuade them. After all, no one wanted to offend either side.

Only Astoria timidly tugged on Daphne's arm.

"Sister, stop arguing... I know you can't get over what happened to Pansy, but it's ok for you to lose your temper at home, but this is Malfoy Manor, for Uncle Lucius's sake..."

"Go away and don't bother me."

Daphne coolly pulled her arm out of her grasp.

Draco also saw Astoria's actions.

He said to Daphne sarcastically: "Daphne, you should learn from your sister. Your sister is obviously much more sensible than you."

"Brother Draco." Astoria turned around and smiled softly at Draco.

"Astoria?"

Draco tilted his head, as if remembering something.

"Long time no see, I didn't expect you've grown so big."

"Yes, brother Draco too. How is Draco doing lately? The last time I saw him, he was still very small."

"..."

Amanta picked up a glass of grape juice from the table and calmly watched Draco and Astoria chatting on the side.

They are worthy of being the official couple, both have light blonde hair, fair skin, and are equally elegant in their manners and conversation, and they have looked so well matched since they were young.

At the end of the song, Draco came over and invited her to dance again.

"Sorry, Draco, I'm a little tired and don't really feel like dancing anymore."

Amanta declined Draco's offer of another dance.

"Hmm...? Is it because of Daphne?" Draco's light grey eyes were full of confusion. "You don't have to care about what she said."

Amanta shook her head.

"No, I shouldn't have monopolized you for too long. There are many people who want to dance with you."

"Go dance with Astoria, no one seems to be dancing with her," she added.

Even if it was purely for Draco's sake, she should never interfere with Draco and Astoria's future happiness.

She should leave Draco here and let him be with the person he would truly love in the future.

But she couldn't say these words out loud.

Draco looked like he wanted to say something else.

But after seeing Amanta reject Draco, a large group of girls of the same age immediately swarmed over and surrounded Draco like locusts.

"..."