She slid her hands down her satin ebony gown. Her shoulders and collarbone were exposed and a long cape trailed from the dropped shoulder. Draco stood off with his father, both dressed in sharp black suits, and her lover cradled his intricate silver mask within gloved hands. His eyes flickered to hers and a wicked smirk twisted his lips briefly, a ghost of a wink sent to where she patiently waited.