Written for Hogwarts Online Prompt of the day for July 2nd: "Take me or leave me"

Disclaimer: I don't own it.

Author's note: Some violence/ crude talking. Completely different than what I normally write, but I had to write it like this when I wrote the prompt of the day.


She waited for him as the clock stroke midnight. Her foot tapped on the cold marble floor in the kitchen where she sat. He was late. Again. Her bags were packed, and ready to go if he confessed to where he really was. 'Don't worry I'll be working late tonight.' Her mind raced with the note he left her. For more than a fortnight the notes happened. She had the stack of notes on the table next to her dry cup of tea. Daphne Greengrass looked up as she heard him Apparate home. He stumbled to the sink grabbed a dirty glass, looked down at it, threw it to the floor and grabbed a clean glass from the cupboard as the other shattered.

"Ahem," she said standing up. Draco Malfoy turned around. He didn't know she was standing there. "Are you going to clean up that mess?" Daphne ordered.

"No, I'm going to let the house elf do it. Where is he?" Draco's breath reeked of alcohol. She assumed he had been drinking bourbon at 'work'.

"I dismissed him," Daphne said. Draco's cold grey eyes stared down at her. " You refuse to give up drinking and you have been lying for the past two weeks. I don't have the time to handle the emotions anymore. All the empty promises. What about Paris? You've been promising to take me there every weekend since we've been together, but you bailed for that vile drink."

"Take me or leave me as I am." Draco replied. "I change for no one," he looked at the empty glass to which he was about to take a sip out of. He then turned back to the sink, and turned on the cold water. Pouring a glass he turned off the water and sipped it before turning back to Daphne.

"I'm going to stay with Blaise," Daphne informed him.

"Excuse me?" Draco's free hand clenched to a fist.

"I've been spending time with him since you've been gone. He pays attention to me. He cares for me. He knows how to treat a lady right." Daphne stood up, straightened up her long grey dress and looked at Draco.

"So that's who you've been sleeping around with," Draco snorted. Daphne looked at him. "That's right. I'm not as dumb as you think I am. I too have been playing you," Draco confessed.

"With who? And how did you find out?"

"Once a Slytherin, always a Slytherin remember? I have my ways. I'm a very powerful man Daphne," Draco said. Daphne growled at him licking her lips against the dark red lipstick.

"Who have you been shacking up with?" She demanded again.

" Your sister," Draco said with out looking at her. He knew her cheeks were red. She always did that when she was angry. "She's always at the same bars I'm at. No wonder your parents paid me to spend time with her. They didn't want us together. That's why I've been gone. They didn't think you were good enough for me," Draco confessed.

Silence snaked in between them as Daphne took in what Draco said. She looked at him, walked up to him and slapped him on the face leaving a mark. She reached up again to slap the other cheek when Draco threw the glass down by her feet, and grabbed for her arm.

"You think I'm that much of a monster? Idiot girl. Your sister has been so kind to me. I never took money from your parents. We were set up the weekend you claimed to be on a work retreat. I knew you were with Blaise, I had you followed. I only pretended to play along with your little mind games. My father's name is still feared even if he is in prison. He still has a lot of respect when one knows where to look," Draco spat. "Why do you think I started drinking? I knew you were screwing around, I knew you would leave me. Hell, I didn't want to be with you in the first place, but when you told me you were pregnant, I couldn't leave you. Now that you aren't really pregnant I can leave you. I'm free to be with your sister," Draco said releasing his grip on her arm and letting go.

Daphne stood there frozen. He had figured out she was lying to him this whole time. She quickly scanned her room in her mind. The hidden bottle of Firewhiskey was in their bathroom they shared under the sink. He had found it. She thought he would never look there.

"You prat. I can't believe you would do something like this," Daphne said nursing her arm with her left hand.

"Oh, shut up. You and your sister have never been close. She's hated you from the moment you befriended that witch Pansy. Pansy was always horrible to Astoria, but you never took notice. And when you finally did, you turned on your sister and stood up for Pansy, " He paused knowing his words etched in her mind as she remembered the day the Slytherins turned on each other.

An ear piercing screech filled the Slytherin common room as the whole room turned to the girl's dormitory yells filled the air. Pansy Parkinson flew down the stairs two at a time and ran towards Astoria. She slapped the girl square in the face.

"How dare you mess around with Draco," Pansy said. Astoria stumbled backwards as she fell onto the couch. Daphne watched coming down from the dormitory un-noticed by the others. She slid into the armchair by the fire place. Her work was done. She tricked Pansy into thinking that Astoria had slept with Draco. Payback was what Daphne wanted for her sister for being their parents favorite child. Which is why she lied to Pansy. Every eye reached the two girls as Draco walked up to Astoria. He helped her up, and stood in front of her.

"Mess with her again and you'll mess with me," Draco demanded. He glared in Daphne's direction knowing full well what Daphne had done. She had always been easy to read.

"You remember that fateful day your sister stopped talking to you don't you," Draco said bringing Daphne back from her thoughts. "How in the bloody hell we got together, I don't know. I must have been really drunk that night to sleep with you, Then you cooked up the plan of you being pregnant just so you can keep me. I know it was you who had a crush on me. Not Pansy. She never liked me. Never was my type,"

"Leave me the fuck alone Malfoy. Don't ever talk to me again. I don't care what you do to my sister, but never talk to me again. You have been a thorn in my eye since you started lying to me," Daphne said grabbing her bags.

"Don't worry you won't get an invitation to your sister's wedding," Draco let out before she left.

"A what?"

"That's right. Your sisters wedding," Draco knew the truth stabbed her in the heart. She glared at him, grabbed her wand with her free hand and apparated(Apparated) leaving him alone.

Author's note: This is really different than what I normally write. I saw the prompt and thought of this right away. Please read and review!