C117 Party Planning

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After she met with Tom, Lady Rosier got straight to work. She was excited for her lord's plan to take place.

First, she commanded the elves to prepare for a party that will take place in two days. Then she got to work sending out the invitations to all living Slytherin Alumni, their families, and the parents of Toms followers, as some of them weren't Slytherins. Of course, Newt and Nagini were invited as well.

The invitations stated that Tom Riddle would be attending as the guest of honor, and encouraged the Slytherin parents to bring their children along with them.

While she was preparing for her lord's party, Tom was sending a message through the mark to his followers.

'I'm throwing a party in two days. Your parents will receive their invitation within the day. Tag along with them and be ready to fight if the need arises.' Tom orders through the mark.

All of his followers have gone through a serious confidence boost since Gellert's defeat. Their Lord slew the strongest dark lord who struck fear in the hearts of many. Those that were unsure in following Tom were now wholeheartedly on board. Strength is well respected in the wizarding world, and Tom showed his for all to see.

Some of the more quick witted followers could see what would be happening during this party. Their lord is finally done hiding from the older Slytherins. Pride swelled in their chests as they waited for the invitations and prepared themselves.

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Soon, the invitations were sent out and delivered. Since the party is happening on such short notice, it took many owls to deliver all of the letters in time.

Everyone that received an invitation was surprised by it. Although Druella Rosier is known to be close with Tom Riddle, her parents were very hostile towards him. It confused them as to why they would hold a party in his honor.

With more questions piling on top of the enigma that is Tom Riddle, every person that received a letter replied, informing the Rosiers of their acceptance to their invitation.

Some were suspicious of the Rosiers, but a chance to meet the man that killed Dark Lord Grindelwald was too tempting to pass up.

They had nothing but questions when it came to Tom Riddle. This would be the perfect chance to get some answers.

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While everyone was preparing for a party in his honor, Tom went home to Kamar-Taj and dived into bed face first.

'*sigh* This summer may be the busiest I've ever had.' He thought as he turned over and started doing his nightly magic draining.

Although it's bright outside right now, he needs to get to sleep. He's currently on a London time schedule, after all.

While draining his magic, Tom continuously receives messages from his follower, informing him of their invitations arriving and their parent's acceptance.

After an hour of draining his magic, as his reserves are huge, and conversing with his followers, Tom comfortably falls asleep.

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Two days later on the night of the party, the guests were arriving in cracks of apparition. The Rosier ballroom was filling at an alarming rate. Not a single guest dared to arrive late for this event.

Lords and Lady's of many houses arrived with their families. This includes noble families like Avery, Black, Bulstrode, Lestrange, Malfoy, Nott, Parkinson, and many more.

As the manor was filling with guests, Lord and Lady Rosier were acting as the perfect hosts. Ushering in the guests and welcoming them with open arms.

Upstairs in Druellas bedroom, Druella was getting changed into a very expensive red muggle ball gown. She knew Tom likes it when she wore muggle outfits, so she decided to fill her wardrobe with muggle clothes.

As she was spinning to admire her dress in the mirror, a portal opens behind her and Tom came walking in. He's wearing a slim fit black muggle tuxedo with a bow tie.

"You look ravishing, my dear." Tom comments as his eyes trace her form.

"Have you not learned your lesson from the last time you appeared in my room unannounced?" Druella asks with a raised eyebrow as her heartbeat quickens at his praise.

"No, I was hoping to see something similar to last time, in fact." Tom admits unashamed.

"Prat..." She mutters as she eyes Toms slim suit hungrily.

"See something you like?" Tom teases, causing Druella to blush and look away.

Seeing her act this way, Tom moves in behind her and takes her into his arms.

"So, I don't look good?" Tom asks with false sadness.

"I-I... I didn't say that." Druella stutters as she feels his arms wrap around her.

"Then you think I'm dashingly handsome?" Tom asks with a smirk and moves to capture her lips.

"No!" She exclaims and pushes his face away. "I spent a long time on this makeup," Druella gestures to her face. "and I won't have you ruining it!"

"My Drue won't accept the love I have for her..." Tom acts sad and puts his hand over his heart as if it were broken.

"I didn't say that, you prat! Now stop playing around. I need this makeup for the party." She tells him sternly.

"Oh really, so once the party is over, I can ruin it all I want?" Tom asks as his fake sadness disappears and he pulls Druella into his embrace.

"Y-yes..." Druella mutters as she enjoys his embrace.

"Good! Now, are you ready to accompany me to the ball, Princess?" Tom steps back and bows as he stretches his arm out for her to take.

"Yes, lead the way, Squire." Druella jokes as she grabs his arm.

"Squire?!" Tom exclaims, appalled by her choice of words. "Why not king or prince? I would've taken knight at the very least!"

As Druella was laughing at Tom's reaction, a Rosier house-elf appeared in the room.

*pop*

"Mistress says it's time to make your entrance!" The elf informs and pops away to attend to other duty's.

The joking atmosphere disappears as Tom reaches into his pocket and takes out the Slytherin Heir ring. After staring at it for a moment, Tom slips the ring onto his finger.

"Ready?" Tom asks one last time.

"Whenever you are." Druella replies as she grasps his arm tighter.

"Then let's not keep them waiting."