A Father Always Loves His Daughter

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After about an hour she finished, handing me a mirror and showing me my result. I smiled brightly "I love it". She smiled and turned me back to the vanity.

She decided to do a more natural makeup look with the eyes having a little amount of blue. This took about 2 hours but the result made up for it.

It was now 5 PM, the ball was at 5:30

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It was now 5 PM, the ball was at 5:30. Narcissa ran out to go grab my dress, I covered the mirror and waited for her, soon I heard a knock at the door.

I turned around and instead of seeing Narcissa, I saw Draco... I rolled my eyes and turned around again.

"Why do you do that?" He asked, leaning on the door frame, "Do what?" I asked, annoyed. "You always cover mirrors, I noticed it in your room as well"

"That's none of your business," I said and heard Narcissa coming down the hall. He looked at me, a little sadly, before turning around and walking out. I uncovered the mirror quickly as Narcissa came in. "Okay, go get dressed!" She said and handed me the dress.\

I sighed and went into a private room. I put on the dress and walked out. She squealed and held my hand. I saw tears in her eyes "You look so grown Y/N, Now! Let's go out and ball!" She was already dressed in an elegant green dress that was a little skin tight. She led me to the stairs where Draco was waiting. He looked great, he took my hand and led me downstairs, I saw a lot of people, I searched the crowd for my dad and mom. I found them, Draco noticed and let my hand go.

TW / This part will have body-shaming in it. If this triggers you please avoid this part. When this is shown * the body-shaming will have been over

I walked over to my mom who had tears in her eyes "Y/N you look so beautiful and grown" I smiled and looked at my dad who looked me up and down

"Is that the only dress Narcissa had?" He asked I was taken aback a little "No...she chose this one for me, does it not look good?"

He shook his head "It just doesn't really work with your body type. You don't look that good, maybe you should've just stayed home and picked one of your dresses from there." He said, I held back tears

"well..Narcissa said I look good" I said quietly He scoffed "yeah well, she lied. Parkinson over there looks way better, more ladylike" He said

"Then why don't you just have her as your daughter, why am I not good enough for you dad?" I said, my voice cracking

He opened his mouth but I stopped him "Don't answer. I'm going to the bathroom" I said and walked past him and into the bathroom. I shut the door and just stared at myself.

Maybe he was right, I did look awful. The dress looked gross along with me. The hairstyle looked awful on me. I put my back against the door and slowly slid down it

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Draco's POV

After I led her down the stairs and into the ball I saw her look at her parents. I let go of her warm hands and she ran towards them. She looked beautiful, everything about her was perfect. I never met someone who challenged me like her. Although I know she doesn't feel the same, I think I'm in love with her.

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