"Thank you! Come again!" Pansy said, smiling to the last customer. The young woman had long straight black hair in a high ponytail, with light green eyes, and sweet fair skin. She wouldn't consider herself as a goddess, but she was damn beautiful enough to be someone's current girlfriend at the moment. So far, it's been a good day for this business: The Slytherin Bakery, where the motto is "Come in, and ssslither for your heart'sss desssire." Pansy still thought it was a stupid saying, but it still humors her on how the children come in here, and make the snake's sound just for the fun of it.
It's been five years since this bakery was created, and because of popularity and money growths it has prolonged on its size and the qualities needed to make the scrumptious treats. Pansy was manager to the business for over two years, because of the strong determination she had on the treats to be ready on time; as well, acknowledged the customers with happy smiles that matched her eyes with kindness. That, and her strong capability to have customers accept offers – there was barely a time where an offer, done by her, was declined completely. No one can stop this girl on her job. The girl was the entrepreneur queen to this bakery.
She soon stretched her arms over her head, popping the tension out while slightly lifting up her green uniform shirt. It bared the logo name, along with a snake's head, happily smiling down at the sight of a silver frosted cupcake with sprinkles, while its tail made the curl for the 'y'. Afterwards, the sound of a flip door opening caught her attention at the exact time the dinging from the front door's bell was made, alerting three young female customers coming in.
The girls stopped in place, enchanted by the sight in front of them, while Pansy just smirked at the person with her arms crossed.
It was the owner of the business, as well both her best friend and boss: Mr. Draco Malfoy.
Mr. Malfoy, who was rather sweating from the kitchen's heat. Whose long bangs were stuck against his damp forehead, while the rest of his blond hair – so light that it could turn white without noticing – framed his head as the tips touched the end of his neck, and a few ends slightly flipped upward on the rest of his head. Whose pale athletic-typed muscles, also damp from sweat, are transferring a new and stunning cake that he has done himself. Whose smile was small as his silver diamond eyes stared at the creation before looking up, and the joy grew with his white teeth showing, making the customers bashful and embarrassed with sheepish smiles.
Draco Malfoy was, and always will be, a baking Adonis.
"Welcome!" He greeted as he placed the cake into a new space to be displayed. Pansy turned around to see the customers, and gave them a gentle smile. "May we help you girls?" She asked as Draco went over to her, crossing his arms with a closed smile.
"Uh... um..." The girl who was pushed by her shy friends was distracted by the handsome blond next to Pansy that she was almost invisible to her. Pansy, with a smirk, then snapped her fingers twice, braking the trance as she blinked twice before looking over to Pansy.
"Can we offer you one of our finest sugar cookies? Only eighty-nine cents (ninety-nine American cents) each," Pansy suggested. She was rather entertained by the girls behind her, blushing at the blond who was watching the customer Pansy was speaking with. She was in thought on the offer, "How much for two for each of us?"
"€1.12 ($1.25)," Pansy answered. The customer smiled softly to her.
"Okay. We'll take it."
"Coming right up," Draco's smooth and kind voice spoke, catching the customers off guard and blush further, but he failed to notice as he turned back and headed out the back door. While the front customer carelessly gave the money, all three stared at the door in wonder while Pansy gave her change in return.
"He's married, sweeties. Sorry."
All three looked back at her, shocked and heartbroken by that sudden announcement. "Is he...?" The front customer pointed to Pansy, confusing her before widening her eyes. She then laughed suddenly, surprising the girls.
"Oh, hell no! No, we're just friends. I'm taken with someone else," Pansy answered after calming down. "But, yeah, girls. Sorry to break your hearts, but his wedding was a month ago."
The three girls awed in disappointment, only to ease up quickly at the sight of the grinning Draco, holding three small packets containing two soft sugar cookies each on his muscled arm. He soon passed each one to the girls, who was so happy to take them that they completely forgot that he was taken already. Nor noticed the ring on his left hand.
"Hope you girls will enjoy them," Draco said, the kindness still on his face.
"Oh, we will," the customer Pansy spoke with bravely replied, along with the other girls smiling up at him. The three girls then quickly left the building with Draco waving to them, "Come back any time!"
Pansy and Draco then noticed one of the girls taking out a cookie, and bit it as they passed by. By the time they disappeared, a shout – "OH MY GOSH! THIS IS AMAZING!" – was done, making Draco a little embarrassed while Pansy was conceited. No one can beat their delicious treats.
Pansy then turned over to him, and playfully poked his side, getting a jump from him. "You got to stop showing that pretty face of yours, or else some witch would try to get you away from your wife."
Draco, rubbing his side, stopped before blinking a few times. He then smirked before straightening up, "Pansy, you know me so well. We have been friends since we were five. So why would do something so selfish as to leave my love for some good-looking girl that I don't even know – nor would I possibly get the chance as she might be interested in sex?"
Pansy shrugged, but Draco understood. The girl was like an overprotective sister, despite that he's older than her, because in his past romance wasn't as sturdy. One girl just dated him because he was hot, another dejectedly broke up with him when she moved to America for a college dream, and one... had a restraining order.
He could still tremble at the thought of that infuriating, clinging girl who never gave him a break, and kept on demanding where he was every second of every day. Pansy commented that she reminded her of that chick Spencer dated, only to realize "she was total insan— not his type", as he quoted from iCarly, and Draco agreed on that.
Almost every time when he was going to bed, the girl kept texting him at every second to know what he was doing at the moment – "I WAS IN BED TRYING TO SLEEP, YOU CREEP!"
However, he finally found the woman of his dreams: The future Harriet Elizabeth Potter Malfoy.
A woman with (sometimes unkempt) raven black wavy hair, delightfully bronzed skin darker than his own, enchanting emerald eyes that were magnified by the round glasses she wore if she had no need for contacts, and a kind heart that matched with the smile on her face. When they first met, it was from an accident – during a Cirque du Soleil practice.
Thanks to some tickets and backstage passes he won on a radio show, Draco and his friend Blaise went to see the show, Toruk: The First Flight, before heading backstage to meet with the performers, as well the workers who created the show. While Blaise spoke with the music composers – he was majoring in music at the time – Draco checked over to a practice area with one of the performers, showing him the ropes and skills done on the abilities to be in sync on the choreography. He was so concentrated in delight at the amazing acrobatic skills done that he failed to see one performer, accidentally unhooking herself in midair, falling down towards him. She screamed as she fell, and screamed louder when she realized where she was going to land.
Just at the right time he looked up, the girl slammed his body to the ground, breaking her fall. Though, an instant hiss and groan came through his clenched teeth as his face crunch up in pain, catching her attention instantly.
"I'm so, so, so sorry! I have no idea how that happened!" She instantly exclaimed, sitting up as the other performers stopped what they were doing, and went over to the two. "I'm so sorry. Are you okay?"
He was ready to let aside the apology, but his throat was caught the moment he looked up to her. Just at the right angle, a light from above graced her beauty quite beautifully – even when she was wearing half of her "Avatar transformation." The makeup was off, but the rest of the clothing was still on, but that didn't matter. She was beautiful, and he guess she felt the same because her worried face turned to surprise. Interest. Enchantment. She couldn't find the right word to describe her expression when she noticed how handsome he was.
"Y-yeah, I'm fine..." He then said, somewhat breathless as his breathing was coming back.
Days passed, and the performer noticed Draco in the audience for another performance. His backstage pass expired on the day he was slammed by her, but before he left to go to his car he was called by her as the performers left the stage.
"Can I talk to you backstage?" She asked, her eyes a little anxious in a way of saying no to the girl who almost made him break his spine, possibly – who would blame him anyway? But, surprisingly, he said yes.
Afterwards, the performer – Harriet's her name – constantly and constantly apologized for what happened on that day, and even though he accepted each one with a sheepish smile, the girl still looked upset, making him concerned. She appeared like a little girl who was guilty on making her mother scold at her for her disapproving actions. Draco then came up with something, both surprising the both of them and had their hearts racing.
"How about you make it up to me... by going on a date with me. Would... would that be okay?" He asked, now nervous as his pale cheeks got pink while rubbing the back of his neck. His eyes constantly looked down at the carpet before looking up to her through his lashes. They went out on a weekend when before she had to go to finish the tour.
Soon after two months of concluding the tour, the two went on numerous dates and soon ended up being a couple. There was even one time Draco was able to join them on their next tour, so they can spend time together in the cities Cirque du Soleil visited, having the best time of his life especially with Harriet. Suddenly, Harriet gave in a resignation letter, taking up the job as a gymnastic teacher. It was the only way she can be with her best friends, Ronni and Herman, and her godfathers Sirius and Remus; as well be with Draco more so he could live on his dream. But even though she was gone, she was still family to them.
It was only a month since the two got married, and a year from proposing to her after spending two years together as a couple. He never felt so happy and alive with her: the two had so much fun together, met and made various new friends, and understood each other better from the stories of the past they told each other about. None of the girls he dated before made him this blissful. The past romance was so rough that it worried his friends and parents on how he was treated.
However, ever since that accident with Harriet, he felt as if the girl didn't fell from an undone hook, but from Heaven above.
"No woman would take my heart away from my Harri. As if she would actually let that happen," Draco assured, smirking before blinking and lost his smirk. His phone was buzzing in his black jeans' pocket, and took it out to see a Snapchat message notification.
And speaking of the angel, it was from her.
With a smile and a gentle blush on his face, Draco unlocked his phone to check it out. He ignored Pansy, curious as she looked over his shoulder to see what it was. Once he got on the message page of the app, Draco touched Harri 3 (imagine it as a red heart emoji) with a purple square next to it – it was a video, showing 10 seconds of vanilla frosting still sealed, red food coloring, and a plastic spatula that he used before to spread the frosting on the treats he baked back home.
On the bottom, the caption said: "Hurry home! I want to try something with you!" A smile emoji, blushing on its cheeks, was at the end.
Pansy smirked at that, before playfully patting his back. "You heard the girl. Hurry home, boy. You got some baking to do with your love."
Draco looked back, a little concern. "You sure? I mean, we don't close for another two hours— "
"It's fine," she interrupted, waving her hand once. "Remember, I'm the manager of the place, and I say... I got this. Go. Go, go, go, go!" She then started pushing him to the kitchen door, since the back door is closer to where his car was parked. "Give my hello to Harri."
The blond then smiled to her, "Alright. And will do. See you tomorrow." With a wink from her, Draco soon entered back in the kitchen to head for his car, saying his goodbyes to the other workers as well.
A devilish smirk then occurred on her face, "If I'm right, that boy will be late tomorrow..." Her thoughts were faded when she heard the bell ring, immediately getting rid of the look and to a happy smile.
She turned to see a returning customer, "Welcome back! How may I help you?"
Thank you to the first reviewer who understood the little mistake! I'm from America, but haven't went to Europe so I used whatever I could find on Google.