Author: Svelte Rose
LJ Community: 100situations
Note: Um yeah. So I had written something and after I finished, I realized it was the wrong prompt. -.-;;
Title: To Her Disparage- Part 1
Date: June 15th, 2006
Theme: 002- Bathroom
"Miss, he's in a meeting now, can I take a message?" She said in a monotonous voice while the blond bombshell standing on the other side of her desk tapped her foot in annoyance.
Flipping her hair over her shoulder, the blond gave the secretary a hard look-over and pivoted on her heel in annoyance. "You're not worth my time," She simply commented airily. "You better start looking for a new job darling, because once dear Draco hears of this…"
Hermione rolled her eyes at the empty threat. "Give it a whirl honey. I'll tell Mr. Malfoy you stopped by." She clicked a pen and looked up at the blond, "Melanie is it?"
'Melanie's' fair complexion was immediately covered in red as she slammed her hands down on Hermione's desk. "He's still seeing that skank?" She ranted, her large blue eyes practically bulging out of their sockets.
"Uh…" Hermione arched her eyebrow wondering how unnaturally long 'Melanie's' eyelashes were. With another stomp of the visitor's foot, she quickly reached over to tap the intercom button.
Her conscience nagged at her but in a dark way, she actually found it humorous to illicit such a response from the human Barbie doll. Besides, it's not as though anybody could keep track of the flings her boss had in a week.
"I knew it! I knew it!" The blond screeched, throwing her purse on the floor. "How dare he? How long? How long as she bee screwing around with him?" She demanded.
Hermione shook her head and languidly leaned back into her seat. "I don't know what you're talking about."
"But you just said-,"
"I was thinking of a soap opera I watched," Hermione gagged mentally. Ha! As if she'd ever rot her brain on waste like that. "I apologize for the confusion and any insults you may have felt."
Narrowing her eyes at Hermione, the blond pursed her lips, "I'll have you know, I'm not stupid. If you're just trying to throw me off-,"
"Really, Miss, I have to get back to-," Hermione interjected before the sound of a door opening was heard. From the opening, a blond head peeked out, eyes flashing in annoyance.
"Granger, didn't I tell you to-,"
"Drakie!" The blond squealed before snatching her purse from the floor and practically skipping over to the bewildered man. Enveloping him in several kisses, fragments of 'I miss you' and 'last night was…' could be heard.
"You have a visitor, Malfoy." Hermione dryly commented as he finally came up for air.
"Come on honey, let's go into the office. I need to show you something. Your bathroom may be receiving a blessing…"
Hermione could feel the remnants of her breakfast coming up her esophagus. If the rumor mill was true, then they were going to 'bless' something that had been 'blessed' many a times before.
"Right. Granger, have Blaise step in for my afternoon appointments, would you?" Malfoy could be heard saying before the oak door closed behind the amorous pair.
Hermione shuddered in disgust. The libido of that man was just outrageous. Not to mention, she felt awfully bad for whoever was scheduled to clean Draco's office tonight.