The Yule Ball

Sonia was blushing softly as he slightly deepened the kiss. She was glad he wasn't afraid.

Elrohir held her close, ignoring everything else in the world

That wasw until Darius loudly cleared his throat. "Young man, please, remove your lips from my daughters."

Elrohir froze, going a brilliant shade of red. He slowly stepped away from Sonia and tried not to make eye contact with Mr. Hubert.

"Sonia, go to your room. Mr. Celebrian, please follow me. We have some rules to go over." Darius says as Sonia dashed for her room.

Elrohir nodded, still not making eye contact.

Darius led Elrohir inside. He nodded to Descartes as they passed going to the drawing room.

Elrohir followed Mr. Hubert silently, not looking at Descartes as they passed.

Descartes chuckled. He couldn't help but laugh at the site presented to him.

"Did you wish to discuss something Mr. Hubert?" Elrohir asked politely. The sooner he got this overwith the better

"Yes, we need to go over a few rules if you will be courting my daughter. Number one, do not kiss my daughter unless you do so infront of me or my wife."

Elrohir nodded slowly. "Allright...anything else?"

Darius nodded. "The farthess you will come to touching my daughter is holding her hand."

Elrohir raised an eyebrow. "Isn't that a little over the top Mr. Hubert?"

Darius' eyes narrowed. "No, I don't think so. Do you?"

"No." Elrohir replied. Better not to argue at this point

Darius nodded. "After a while you will probably earn privileges. I want the best for my daughter."

"So do I." Elrohir answered. "Surely you don't think otherwise?"

"I try not to." Darius smirked. "But you know Slytherins, very protective of what elongs to them."

"I've noticed." Elrohir replied. "Is there anything else?"