Blaise and Draco had received word that the attack would happen on the 1st of January, until then all they had to do way lay low. Draco found that waiting was the worse than working on that blasted cabinet. At first there was silent dread, then he started dreaming of the worst possible outcomes and whenever he saw Hermione, he would cling to her like it's the last time he’s going to see her. Amidst this inner turmoil he found going to a Christmas party thrown by some teacher completely pointless. Blaise however, had insisted he come.