This chapter get's a little in depth. Kind of OOC Draco, but not really, because it's the way I want him to be. Well, uhm, here's chapter two. YAY! What else? Oh yeah, don't forget to review.
Draco
I walked out of the bathroom with a towel about my hips and saw Astoria still lying on the bed. I rolled my eyes at her and went into the closet. After getting dressed in a suit, like always, I went out to Astoria.
"You should take a shower and dress, love. I'm sure my mother will be here anytime. She's an earlier riser." I smiled and left the bedroom.
I wandered into the parlor, and sure enough, my mother was sitting in the room, sipping a glass of wine. I sat across from her and she examined my face.
"How are you two?" she asked, taking a sip of her wine.
"We're great, and yourself?"
"Fine. I went to visit your father, and I think he doesn't have much longer. You should go see him before he goes."
I nodded at her. "Astoria should be down, soon."
Mother nodded and I leaned back into the chair I was in. "I'm sure you'll love her eventually."
I shrugged and rested my head in my hand. "She's not my type."
"Oh that's right. I forgot, your type is skanky girls who are bound to become prostitutes," Mother snapped. "Or has it changed to just hookers?"
I glared at her. "You don't have the right to speak to me like that in my house."
"I am your mother, I will speak to you anyway I like."
"What's your type, Mother? Rich men who have no sex appeal what so ever? You're just in it for the money, but just to let you know, when he kicks it, I get everything."
"At least I never paid for sex."
"No, you got paid for sex, right Mother? Didn't Father pay you?"
"I'm sure you pay Astoria every night, or do you go out and find yourself a mudblood hooker?"
I stood up at what she said and started walking towards her. She stood up as well, standing her ground. I brought my hand back and slapped her. She fell to the ground and just stared up at me.
"Is that all you've got? You're father has done much worse," she said to me with a hint of gloat in her voice.
"Of course he has. To your loose vagina." I spit on her. "You whore. You disgust me," I said and left the room.
I passed Astoria who was practically jumping with joy. Once I heard the parlor door close I sat on the steps, in defeat. I didn't know what came of my. It's just been happening to me that past few days. I would just snap and lash out. I never meant what I said or did to Mother. She was right though, most of the girls I've slept with are quite sluty.
"Draco," I heard a voice call and I looked in the direction it came from. Astoria's head was sticking out of the parlor. "Could you come here for a minute?"
I got up from the stairs and went to the parlor. Astoria directed me to a seat. "What is it, love?"
"Which color do you like best, for bridesmaids dresses?" She asked and held up two pieces of fabric. They were both purple. I pointed to the lilac one; it was definitely better than the other. "Great! I was thinking this one too."
Astoria kissed my cheek and I moved away from her slightly. I hated how she always wanted to show affection. Mother glared at me slightly, but Astoria never seemed to notice. I kept my gaze away from Mother and Astoria kept asking me about colors. I could care less what colors she picked. I just didn't want to waste my time planning this wedding.
"I was thinking that we could have lilacs and roses for the flowers. What do you think, Draco?" Astoria looked at me once again.
"Sounds lovely," I told her.
"And the lilac and rose petals on the runner, oh and on the tables."
I just kept nodding as she went on and on. Eventually a house elf appeared in the parlor and announced that lunch was ready. I was quick to leave, but I knew that Astoria would continue about the wedding during lunch as well. I'd learned this from the agreement of our marriage. It was more of my father paying Astoria's father than an agreement. Since the war it had been hard to find any decent pureblood, and since Astoria was a beautiful, nice girl, it was hard for our father's to agree. In the end my wife was bought. It unnerved me to think about it. It was another reason I didn't want to touch Astoria the way I do just to make her happy (I am a gentleman after all and I can't have an unhappy wife.)
"We should have the wedding in the ball room. Oh that would be magnificent, wouldn't it Draco?" Astoria said, in an almost state of ecstasy.
Mother smiled. "That is a lovely idea, Astoria."
"How would you know, Mother? Weren't you married in a Whore House?" I snapped.
Astoria gasped at me, with wide eyes. "Draco! How could you say something like that to your mother?!"
I looked from Astoria to Mother. "I'm sorry, Astoria. You know how I've just been different lately." I sighed and walked away from the two. I really had been acting strangely. "You two can plan, I'm just going somewhere in this damn house," I called back to them and just kept walking, with no exact destination.
I could hear Astoria and Mother talking as I went up the stairs. They loved to gossip, so I knew Astoria would definitely fit into the pureblood wife group. My mother and many of the others would get together and gossip and just leave their sons to play together. That's how I met Nott, Zabini, Crabbe and Goyle. After walking a while, I ended up in the library. I settled into one of the chairs and buried my face in my hands. One of them had sent up a house elf to bring me lunch. It sat the tray on a near by table and left. I didn't move from the chair, leaving the food untouched all day.
