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It was her first ever party of this kind, having grown up as she had isolated from the world. Even the Christmas parties at Nott manor, where everyone - even people like her - were invited had she missed. But now she was invited, and others of her class was not. She was better than them now.
And they thought they could beat her down by locking her in their jail. She'd always known (she tried to convince herself when the nightmares set in at night) that she'd get out again.
She was wearing black, and she thought dramatic, robes, with plenty of see through lace at strategic places. She felt very sexy and elegant as she sipped her champagne and moved through the crowd. She had wished more people spoke to her, but it was not her fault that they were all cowards who did not dare approach a strong woman. Now if there had only been some werewolves around she could have really enjoyed herself.