Chapter 2

I woke around seven thirty the next morning after passing out from exhaustion and worry the night before. I sit in my bed remembering yesterday's news; I have to marry Draco Malfoy.

Why would my parents do this to me? Draco Malfoy and me? Are they trying to kill me? We are way too different to even date! He's a Slytherin, a Death Eater, and me? I'm just a Ravenclaw who likes books, music, and artistic things of that nature. It will never work! My head screams as I get up and shower.

As I walk out of my bathroom in a towel there is a knock at my door. Thinking it's Daphne like always I say; "Come in!" The door opens to reveal Draco instead of my sister.

"Hey. Daphne said that I, um…" He started to say but then noticed me standing there in a towel. "Sorry, I-um, I'll leave."

"Don't." I say quickly. "I'll just change." I say grabbing my clothes and changing in the bathroom. I came out, now dressed in my bikini, with jean shorts and a tank top over it. "There, that's better."

"Yeah." Draco replies turning towards me as I walk out to sit at the end of my bed.

"Now, what were you saying?" I ask pulling my hair up.

"Oh just that Daphne said that we are supposed to spend all day together." Draco answers looking around my room with curious eyes.

"Oh. Well, this shall be fun." I say. "Are you hungry?"

"Yes." He says looking at me as I pull on my silver sandals.

"Well, come on, let's go find something to eat." I say getting my wand and he follows me down to the kitchen. "Do you want me to ask them to make you something or I can?" I ask referring to the house elves.

"You like to cook?" Draco asks me.

"Yes, but nothing fancy." I say walking around grabbing everything needed to make waffles. "I'll make you some waffles if you would like some?"

"Sure." He says watching me as put the batter on the iron and close it. We sit on the counter as we wait for them to finish up.

"Morning, Daph." I say as she comes in to eat her breakfast. The house elves immediately scramble to get her food. She's such a princess. I scoff in my head.

"Morning, Tor, Draco." She says beaming at Draco. "Watch it!" She screams at an elf as he accidently spilled milk on her hand.

"Never realized how much of a brat she is." Draco mutters in my ear as our backs are turned and we eat at the bar top counter. I laugh at the comment.

"I know but she's 'little miss perfect'." I say and Draco scoffs.

"That is a lie!"

"Well, glad to know someone agrees with me." I say touching his arm.

"It's my job now." He says looking at me.

"You seem to be in a better mood about us than yesterday." I remark.

"Yes, because I know my parents are only trying to help and if you are willing to try then so am I." He replies watching me.

"Good." I say shocked. "But I'm still mad at my parents." I whisper as they come in.

"Oh I'm mad at mine to just a little better about the situation." He says quietly noticing my parents.

"Draco, dear there is a letter for you from your mother." Mom says handing him the letter. He opens it and then I watch him suddenly become angry.

"I have to go." Draco says getting up quickly and walking away.

"Draco?" I say following him to his room. "Draco, what is it?"

"My mom says that our home as the Death Eaters headquarters." He spits out. "Now, I have to go back for a meeting with everyone including the Dark Lord."

"Oh, I see." I say sitting at the end of his bed defeated. "And that means we-"

"Have no time together." We say together.

"I'll try to come back when I can but I can't make any promises." Draco says taking my hand as he sits beside me.

"How do they expect us to get married when we don't even know each other?" I say wanting to hex anything and everything trying to tear us apart before we even got to be together.

"I don't know." He says. "I'll write to you, alright?"

"I guess that will have to do." I say as we sit there for quite sometime not letting go of each others hand.

"I have to go." Draco says eventually. He pulls me to my feet with him and I hug his middle.

"Don't you dare get hurt or worse, killed, understand?" I say looking up at him.

"Yes, ma'am." He says hugging me closer. "Bye, Astoria." He says kissing my forehead and disapparating.


Kind of sweet with a bitter end. Review!