Esme stood right in front of her long mirror. She gazed at her reflection, feeling flustered. Her hair was put up into a tight but, a few curls falling from the sides of her face. She didn't wear any makeup, not that she needed any. She was gifted with long lashes, and the colour of her brown hues popped out against the rest of her features. She didn't need any blush- as her cheeks were already a bright red at the thought of Mr.Malfoy. She wore a simple navy blue dress that flowed down her body. It wasn't tight- that way she could breathe without it suffocating against her. It reached her mid-thighs, which was formal enough for a dinner with him. The black heels she wore wrapped around her ankles, tightening their hold. Esme took a deep breath, turning away from the mirror. Her hands shook at her sides, waiting for Nolly to appear and take her to dinner.