Author- Scratches
Date- March 6, 2003 Edited- April 2, 2003
Disclaimer- I don't own anything here at all except the plot, if you have a problem with that, go suck on an egg cause I don't want to put up with you.
Claimer- Plot
Warnings- Complete and utter insanity? Wait, isn't that what it always is?
A/n- ok I haven't posted ANYTHING in like ever. And I feel wicked bad, hopefully this will make up for it. Its insane and stuff.
Enjoi!
Dedicated to- My grandparents because they gave the insane idea.
Dinner at the Malfoy's
The table was set in the very garish dining room for four people. One more than usual, young master had a friend that was staying over for the night.
It wasn't a fancy big cedar table decorated with silver utensils or silk table cloth or even cushions on the high back chairs. The only bit of wealth that showed in this room was a bit of gold around a painting the Misses had painted much back in the day.
To the popular belief, it wasn't true that the Malfoy's bragged their wealth in their house to Draco's friends. He seemed to become a bit uncomfortable by it all, so his parents kept it on the down low when he had visitors such as Harry Potter, 'the boy who should have died', over for the night. Just past six o'clock, the family started to file into the room. Narcissa looking high and aloft, Lucius scowling over a rather cynical day at work, you know, wiping out some of his friends for the ministry, killing a few good guys phew, wicked hard work!
But, Draco and Harry ran giggling into the dinning room with rather flushed faces and bruised lips. "Draco," his mother scolded, "Were you up in the observatory licking windows again?" She questioned with the evil eye looking right at him.
"No mother," he commented back as he pulled out the chair to sit in.
"Window licker," Lucius mumbled before sitting down in his seat with a glare in his storm coloured eyes.
"Don't call me a window licker! Because I don't know what that means!" Draco exclaimed at his father picking up a fork to stab it into the flap jacks that were just served.
Harry sat there, with a bit of drool hanging out of the corner of his mouth before he wiped it and looked at Draco, "He is referring you to a mentally handicapped person, Drake, because when they drive by on the little bus, they are always salivating on the windows."
Draco gave Harry a side long look and crinkled his eye brows, "Bus, what is this 'bus' you talk so fondly about?"
Harry looked at Draco while munching on some Irish ham, "A bus is a long metal red thingy."
The whole table just went silent, people eating their food and drinking their water for a very long time. "We usually have the radio or TV on during dinner because it ALWAYS turns to be too quite." Narcissa remarked to her guest.
"We've been married 20 years, and you would think I would know of something to talk about at dinner." Lucius muttered into his alphabet soup.
"You never know what to talk about!" Narcissa exclaimed. "You don't even know what to say after.."
"Mother don't go there pleaaaaase!" Draco screamed.
The end
Random pointless and short..
Dee
I fixed it.. hopefully it will work.
Date- March 6, 2003 Edited- April 2, 2003
Disclaimer- I don't own anything here at all except the plot, if you have a problem with that, go suck on an egg cause I don't want to put up with you.
Claimer- Plot
Warnings- Complete and utter insanity? Wait, isn't that what it always is?
A/n- ok I haven't posted ANYTHING in like ever. And I feel wicked bad, hopefully this will make up for it. Its insane and stuff.
Enjoi!
Dedicated to- My grandparents because they gave the insane idea.
Dinner at the Malfoy's
The table was set in the very garish dining room for four people. One more than usual, young master had a friend that was staying over for the night.
It wasn't a fancy big cedar table decorated with silver utensils or silk table cloth or even cushions on the high back chairs. The only bit of wealth that showed in this room was a bit of gold around a painting the Misses had painted much back in the day.
To the popular belief, it wasn't true that the Malfoy's bragged their wealth in their house to Draco's friends. He seemed to become a bit uncomfortable by it all, so his parents kept it on the down low when he had visitors such as Harry Potter, 'the boy who should have died', over for the night. Just past six o'clock, the family started to file into the room. Narcissa looking high and aloft, Lucius scowling over a rather cynical day at work, you know, wiping out some of his friends for the ministry, killing a few good guys phew, wicked hard work!
But, Draco and Harry ran giggling into the dinning room with rather flushed faces and bruised lips. "Draco," his mother scolded, "Were you up in the observatory licking windows again?" She questioned with the evil eye looking right at him.
"No mother," he commented back as he pulled out the chair to sit in.
"Window licker," Lucius mumbled before sitting down in his seat with a glare in his storm coloured eyes.
"Don't call me a window licker! Because I don't know what that means!" Draco exclaimed at his father picking up a fork to stab it into the flap jacks that were just served.
Harry sat there, with a bit of drool hanging out of the corner of his mouth before he wiped it and looked at Draco, "He is referring you to a mentally handicapped person, Drake, because when they drive by on the little bus, they are always salivating on the windows."
Draco gave Harry a side long look and crinkled his eye brows, "Bus, what is this 'bus' you talk so fondly about?"
Harry looked at Draco while munching on some Irish ham, "A bus is a long metal red thingy."
The whole table just went silent, people eating their food and drinking their water for a very long time. "We usually have the radio or TV on during dinner because it ALWAYS turns to be too quite." Narcissa remarked to her guest.
"We've been married 20 years, and you would think I would know of something to talk about at dinner." Lucius muttered into his alphabet soup.
"You never know what to talk about!" Narcissa exclaimed. "You don't even know what to say after.."
"Mother don't go there pleaaaaase!" Draco screamed.
The end
Random pointless and short..
Dee
I fixed it.. hopefully it will work.