First try at Draco/Astoria. Review and tell me what you think.
Disclaimer: I own nothing. If I was J.K. Rowling then Neville and Luna would be married and Lorcan and Lysander would be Longbottoms:)
He slumps off his stool, barely sober enough to demand more firewhisky. His mother would be distraught if she knew he came here so often, drowning away feeling with alcohol. But his mother doesn't know, nor will she ever know.
Draco Malfoy slams another galleon on the table, and gulps down the firewhisky. It burns his throat, but he's used to that. The feeling goes away after a few minutes and then he'll happily pass out and wake up in Knockturn Alley and then try to make it through another day. That's his life. That's life after the war. After Lucius Malfoy is given a life sentence in Azkaban. After Narcissa Malfoy shuts herself away from the world because the grief that she will never see her husband again is too much.
Draco drinks faster, not wanting to remember. He demands for more, but the bartender won't give it to him. He's had too much already. That doesn't satisfy Draco. He storms out of the bar and into the Alley. It's dark, full of shady characters like him who've lost everything because they were involved with the wrong side.
He stumbles and falls. People pass by, looking at him like he's scum beneath their shoe. Draco knows that look because it's one he often gave to other people. But that was before the name Malfoy was ruined. He lays there in the street, wishing he could just die right there and then. No one would care. He had no family, no friends, no one who would miss him.
Shakily he pulled out his wand, pointing at himself and muttering, "Sectumsempra."
Then the blood appears and he smiles, knowing that the end will soon be here. He's rather suffer through this than be a coward and just use Avada Kedavra. The cuts hurt, they hurt worse than the first time this spell hit him. And there was no Snape to save him either. He closes his eyes and waits to reach the end. But he doesn't get there.
Suddenly, Draco feels a hand clamp over his. The hand is warm, soothing. He doesn't know who it is. He doesn't open his eyes to find out. The familiar feeling of apparition makes him shudder. He's still bleeding, but then he stops spinning. Connected to the hand is a body, which helps him walk a few feet before he collapses once more. He can't tell if it's from the drinking or blood loss. He expects the hard ground underneath him, but instead a soft warm fabric meets him.
There's a distinct muttering and then he feels his wounds healing. He isn't sure what it is. Very slowly, he opens his eyes. For a moment, Draco Malfoy is sure that there's an angel before him. An angel with long black hair and green eyes. He blinks once and she's still there. But she can't be angel, Draco knows he's not worthy enough for Heaven. A wand is in her hand, muttering a spell to close up the wounds from the deadly sectumsepra.
Draco tilts his head to look. His robes are torn, but there's not blood. A few scars are visible, but he's not dead. Not like he wants to be. While she's working, the woman doesn't say anything. No questions, no comments, no, "What were thinking you brainless git?"
Draco can't help but think that he knows her from somewhere. Her face is familiar. He tries to speak but it only comes out as a slur.
"As, As, Ast…"
He's been trying to hold his head up, but it falls back. The woman stands and goes into the kitchen. Years of careful potion-making has left her skilled at curing a drunk. She didn't become a Healer because she only made an E or an A on her Potions OWL. No, nothing less than an Outstanding would satisfy her.
Mixing carefully, she pours the potion into a goblet and carefully tips it into Draco's parted lips. He sputters at first, trying to fight. She is patient and coaxes it down his throat. She remains silent. No questions. The effects make Draco's eyes heavy and he only utters one word before passing out.
"Astoria."
I originally wrote this as a oneshot, but then I started writing more for it. Let me know if I should continue or just leave it like this:)
