The Malfoys were hosts of a yearly Christmas Ball. Most Families of the Slytherin House were invited. Of course they all were wealthy pureblood.

The ambiance of low lights in a huge ballroom were nice yet cold. The People conversed while downing expensive firewhiskey.

Draco stood by his Father’s side, greeting the guests that walked in one by one. He just shook hands with everyone walking past. Beside him stood his cousin Lorenzo, greeting everyone else as well.