A/N: Yeah, stupid drabble that was written with the metaphorical knife at my throat…HAPPY KATIE AND BLAIR!?!?
Diclaimer: Don't own HP.
Draco and the Speedo
"But Mummy, I don't like Speedos!" Draco wailed. "They're terribly constricting, and all the girls stare at me strangely!"
"Nonsense," Narcissa said briskly. "The Parkinsons will be there, and you know we have to get Pansy to like you!"
Draco muttered rebelliously, "I don't like Pansy, either."
Narcissa nattered on, "…Because it would be a very advantageous match…"
Draco's mouth dropped open in horror. Match?!
"…And besides, your father's already got his on."