A Slip of the Tongue
by sienna.
"No, mother, I will not attend Nina's dinner! She keeps trying to set me up with her stupid daughter, and I keep telling her that I don't need a girlfriend, I have a perfectly fine one myself, thank you very much!"
"But, Draco," Narcissa protested. In truth, she did not want to attend Nina's dinner either. Nina Epworth was her childhood friend, however, and Narcissa felt that it was her duty as a friend to attend. Nina was neither interesting nor very pleasant, but she'd been Narcissa's friend for nearly all of her life. Therefore she had to be present.
This, though, she could not tell Draco, because a few months ago, she had been the one to ask Nina to set Draco up with Maria Epworth, Nina's pretty (although somewhat dim-witted), pureblood daughter. Behind Draco's back.
Of course, this was before she'd found out about Draco's six month long relationship with his girlfriend, whom she thoroughly approved of, what with her new and improved theories on blood and all. After all, why would one marry one's own cousin (and risk any sort of… problems) when there were other, more suitable people about? (risk-free!)
To Narcissa's dismay, however, Maria Epworth had fallen quite madly in love with her son. It really was to be expected, Narcissa supposed, as her son had been blessed with good looks, (he had the trademark Malfoy blonde hair and grey eyes) and could be quite charming when he tried to be. He was, after all, a Malfoy.
Maria kept sending love note after love note, box after box of chocolates, and Slytherin knows what else to the Malfoy Manor, where Narcissa resided. Narcissa disapproved of Maria's insistent and completely unladylike way of wooing her son, so she had instructed Harpy the house elf to dispose of everything immediately, before Draco set eyes on anything, and figured out what his mother had done.
"Mother! I am sick of you trying to force me to do things that I don't want to do!" Presently, though, Draco wasn't behaving very charmingly at all, and he was making his mother very irritated and annoyed. This had been going on for over two hours now, and she really had better things to be doing than arguing with her son over a silly dinner. Why couldn't he behave as a Malfoy should, and listen to his mother? For once! He was so stubborn. Malfoy women rarely get riled up, and on the exceptional occasion that they do, the results were often… Unpleasant.
"I pay Hermione Granger to go out with you!"
A/N: Earlier, I was feeling quite bored while IM-ing my friend, so I said to her, "Your mother pays me to be friends with you." And I was struck with this idea, that Narcissa paid Hermione to go out with Draco (or says she does, anyway), and I simply had to get out of my system. So, here it is. It isn't very good (don't know how many grammatical and spelling errors there are in there), so please tell me if you spot anything weird.
Review, please! Criticism – constructive or non – accepted.
xx
sienna.