Astoria was yelling again. About what Draco had no idea, but he wasn't about to hear it again. All this had started because he was late a few minutes. Why was she so uptight about every little thing?!

"Astoria enough. I am tired. I just got home from work. The Minister held me over a few minutes to discuss the plans for the Quidditch world cup. We have to have airtight security so that no muggles wander in, and no overexcited wizards break the rules. What with the fiasco it was when we were in school, they always keep the security tight now, and with my being head of Magical Law Enforcement, it is only right that I am completely on top of everything." Draco interrupted. Astoria just stared at him.

"You are an insufferable git. You weren't even listening to me! Your wife should be the most important person to you. I will be upstairs. Don't bother coming to bed tonight." And with that, she stomped off upstairs. Draco sighed. He was getting bored of this. He disapparated so he could go clear his mind.

This was his favorite place in the world. He had come here many a time as a refuge from his father during the war. It was an elegant flat in London, but it was his place of peace in a storm. No one knew it existed but him. The flat was a lavish three bedroom beauty, full of emerald green with silver accents to everything. It had plush carpets and silk curtains. Antique styled modern furniture, and traditional magical torches lighting each room. The rooms were large and spacious, with high ceilings and lots of windows enchanted to show you whatever you wanted to see. He sighed as he took of his shoes and summoned a cup of tea, sinking into his comfortable couch. He picked up a copy of the muggle magazine he so enjoyed reading. His friends never understood why he would read a magazine with pictures that didn't move, but he liked the simplicity and was secretly enchanted by the muggle contraptions he often saw. As he was flipping through the pages, he noticed an advert for an "escort service". Lonely? Sex life not great? Call 1-800-get-a-kitty to find the partner that is just right for fulfilling your needs. Draco thought about it… But no he mustn't! But then again… As he thought about it the idea began to grow on him. It would only be just this once… Astoria would never even know… And if she found out, who cares! I hate the bitch anyway… Only married her to make mother happy, and mother isn't even alive any more… She has probably cheated on me plenty of times… At this Draco decided, and he pulled out his latest purchase, the "telly phone" as he had heard the muggles call it. He dialed the number like the guy in the store had shown him and waited through the annoying sound until a lady with a somewhat husky voice answered the phone.

"Hello. Kitty's Escorts, may I help you?" the voice said.

"Yes I would like to request a lady for the night." Draco was unsure what exactly to ask.

"Ok well we have many different packages. Exactly what would you like?"

"Umm…" Draco didn't know how to respond. He wasn't familiar with this process at all.

"In a lady." The voice sounded exasperated. "Tall, short, skinny, fat, small breasts, large breasts, what do you want?"

"Oh!" Draco was beginning to catch on a bit more. "Maybe someone short… With long brown hair and interesting eyes… also, mid-range proportions. Also, a C-cup, a small waist, and a pretty face."

"Alright I know just the one for you. Give us twenty minutes to get her there."

Draco said goodbye and hung up. He then turned on his tv, something he got a year ago, and flicked through the channels, listening intently for the doorbell. She'll be here any minute, he thought to himself, getting more nervous by the minute. He decided to change his shirt, but as he was walking to his room he heard the loud DING DONG of the doorbell. He almost jumped on his way to look out the little hole in the door.