The Draco Malfoy Complex
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Plot based loosely on the TV series of Casanova staring David Tennant. I do not own the rights to this plot line although it was rather perfect for my story! Lol
Summary: Draco Malfoy. Womaniser. Defender of the dark arts. Slytherin. In love? Never!
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Present
Past
Authors note: This is just something I decided to attempt after watching Casanova the other night. If you like it – Great! If not and you think im destroying the two different stories then let me know and ill go with majority vote So enjoy and I hope to see your reviews!
Chapter Two: A Little Bit Of Nothing
A week later found Draco Malfoy in the library of the Hogwarts castle, furious as he tried to find the missing ingredient for his déjà vu potion that Snape wanted by the end of the day. His potion was currently a pale lilac colour and simmering nicely on the table beside him, but the final ingredient eluded him.
He had completely forgotten the incident of the previous week which had indebted the youngest Weasley to him and was surprised to look up and see her sat opposite him.
"Yes?" he asked coldly, returning his gaze to the book in front of him.
Silence.
Draco looked up again, an eyebrow raised.
"Better. I would prefer it if you looked at me when having a conversation" Ginny said calmly, with no hint of malice.
Draco was not just surprised by this confident aura the girl portrayed, but utterly shocked. He slammed his jaw shut again and crossed his arms over his chest, leaning back in his chair and fixed her with a steely gaze.
"I wanted to thank you for what you did the other week" Ginny began and Draco interrupted her.
"An owl would have sufficed Weasley" he said curtly and made to return to his book once more when she spoke again.
"No it wouldn't have. I thank people in person and I was wondering if there was anything I could help you with in return?" she offered.
Draco stared at her.
"You want to help me? What could you possibly help me with?" he scoffed.
"Well first of all, are you going to add powered snapdragon to that déjà vu potion?" she said, glancing and frowning at the cauldron on the table.
Draco made a slight choking noise and scanning the next chapter of his book found the ingredient listed in the small print.
"How'd -?" he gaped and Ginny grinned.
"I made that potion the other day with madam Pomfrey. Im studying to become a mediwitch" she answered.
"A mediwitch? Like me? Why haven't I heard of her?" Rebecca interrupted quickly.
Draco smiled at her obvious passion for her job.
"Ginny was an extremely talented mediwitch, but she had so much more potential as a potion brewer. Those who have hat sort of gift are highly sort after" he explained gently and Rebecca bit her lip.
"So where did she work?" she asked curiously.
"All in good time my dear Becky" Draco hushed her and continued…
"Really? I would have thought you'd want to become a Auror like your brothers and your boyfriend, Potter" Draco quipped meanly, shutting the book in front of him and pulling a handful of snapdragon weed out of his potions chest and began crushing it.
"Here let me help" Ginny offered. Draco paused then slid half the weeds across the table towards her. Less work for him, right? He watched her carefully as she quickly but accurately crushed them to a power.
"No, I don't like being on the front line, I'd rather help those who have given everything for the cause. I'm joining the ministry mediwitches when the time comes to defeat the dark lord. That's why im training so soon" she informed him and Draco couldn't help but be surprised at how calmly and comfortably she talked to him. It was as though they were old friends chatting over a homework task.
Ginny finished her weeds and scooted them back over to him and watched as he added them to the potion which burned a bright green and then turned to lime coloured ice. He placed it in a vial and pocketed it to give to Snape later that day and then turned his attention back to the youngest Weasley.
She had gone.
Draco cursed and grabbed his bag and books and hurried out of the library after her.
He saw her up ahead and called her name, only slowing down when she turned.
He saw her puzzled look and he smirked.
"I... er… I thought you might…" he grabbed around for words, any words to justify why he'd come after her. But in truth he didn't know himself.
"I have some books you may be interested in" he offered after a few awkward seconds. She smiled and Draco smiled back.
"See, you can be nice. I don't know why Harry and Ron hate you so much" Ginny laughed and Draco glowered at her.
"Saint bloody potter and the weasel" he muttered angrily under his breath.
"Now I know" Ginny laughed again causing Draco to frown harder.
"Come on then. Let's see these books" she said and Draco calmed himself down and led the way to his quarters.
"The magical medical world", "Remedies for everything", "A guide to magical healing"" Draco reeled off as he handed her book after book from his private bookshelf in the private rooms he had acquired as head boy.
Ginny dropped the books onto his bed and sitting crossed legged of his duvet began to flick through the thick volumes.
"These are amazing!" she gushed as she came across spell after spell that she hadn't heard of.
"Look a spell to turn blood invisible!" she squealed. "That's just so exciting!"
Draco couldn't help but grin at her enthusiasm.
"If im ever hurt, I want you to treat me" he joked, "I know you wouldn't stop till you'd tried everything!" he added.
Ginny stopped reading and looked up at him, a question forming on her lips.
"Is it allowed to treat those on the opposite side during a war?" she asked, lowering her eyes to her knotted hands in her lap.
Draco hesitated before answering.
"Who says im on the other side" he said softly.
"here, this one's good too" he added throwing her a small book on healing muggle wounds"
"Thanks" Ginny answered, scrutinizing him as she gathered the books into her arms and left.
Out in the corridor she lent against the cold wall of the corridor and took several deep breaths.
Had Draco Malfoy just admitted to not being on the dark Lords' side???
It was some time before Draco spoke to Ginny again. He often saw her dashing through the corridors to some class or other or chatting and laughing with her best friend, the eldest Creevey brother and occasionally the threesome that was Potter, her brother and Granger. Draco knew a beautiful girl when he saw one, despite differences in status and wealth; he saw the younger girl's attractiveness instantly. Especially when she laughed and her wild curls bounced on her shoulders, her brown eyes gleaming. And he had to say he was captivated.
He often took the long way round to his classes from the dungeons in order to catch a glimpse of her. He knew why he had these feelings; it was lust. There hadn't been a single beautiful girl yet, that Draco couldn't have. He charmed, pursued and played unfathomable mind games to lure them to his bedroom and they always worked.
Since the age of fifteen, when he'd lost his virginity to a rather striking friend of his mothers, twelve years his senior; who had incidentally taught him exactly how to treat a woman; he had acquired a extensive list of models, daughters of ministers and the few girls in Hogwarts whom were seen as out of reach to every other boy in the castle. No one was out of reach for Draco Malfoy.
At current he was dabbling in a flirtatious liaison with a particularly pretty seventh year Ravenclaw, by the name of Sienna Thorn. Draco had overheard several Ravenclaw boys moaning about how no one could ever get a date with her. He'd asked her out the following morning. Like taking candy from a baby.
And now, although she was not someone his father would approve of him dating, he had his eye of the youngest Weasley. There was always the plus that it would infuriate so many Gryffindor's as well. He grinned and then set out to Hogsmede.
"So, you just wanted her because she was pretty?!" exclaimed Rebecca, slightly taken aback and swallowing down her anger.
Draco grinned lazily at the young girl.
"Well of course…at first" he added, seeing the anger in her eyes.
"But you just wait and see. She was a lot more intelligent then the other girls I used to date" he calmed her down and began to reminisce again.
Ginny Weasley sat in the window booth of the tiny coffee shop in Hogsmede, waiting for Harry Potter to finish shopping for a new broom care kit. She had propped her book on healing muggle wounds up on the sugar pot and was diligently scouring every page as she sipped her chocolate milkshake through a pink straw. She hated pink, but it seemed that was the colour people always gave her. Stuffed teddy bears in pink when she was young, pink dresses when she started pre-school, pink dress robes. Could no one see she clashed horribly with it?
She glared at the book for a second as if it were the culprit then looked up and almost screamed with fright.
"Draco! You terrified me! What are you doing here?!" she cried as her eyes landed on the good looking blonde boy who was now sat opposite her in the booth, staring curiously at her.
"I was wondering why you were glaring at my book in such an obtuse manner for a start" he commented in his usual lazy drawl that made her tingle with a mixture of annoyance and yearning.
Ginny blushed prettily.
"I was accusing it of being the reason for my pink curse" she replied, honestly, indicating to her pink straw. Draco let out a short laugh, then whipping out his wand, changed the colour of the straw to emerald and silver striped. Ginny glared at him and he arched an eyebrow as if to challenge her to do something about it. Ginny promptly ignored him and looked out the window.
Good Merlin she was a challenge! He thought, with a slight grin. It made the chase all the more satisfying.
"Actually I was wondering if you wanted to grab something to eat with later" Draco said, not so much a question but a statement. Girls usually loved this arrogance, but Ginny hastily got to her feet.
"Harry! Did you get what you needed?" she asked, allowing herself to be kissed lightly on the cheek by potter, who had just entered the shop. Draco got to his feet as well, eyeing Harry with distaste.
"Potter" he acknowledged the other boy, whose arm was draped casually round Ginny; who looked up at him with large apologetic eyes.
"I'm sorry. Maybe another time?" she muttered, her eyes widening even more.
Draco shrugged.
"Whenever" he replied indifferently and watched as Harry led Ginny outside and down the street. Draco fell back into his chair and glared at a couple of first years who had been watching the meeting with heightened curiosity. Then downed heir butterbeer's and let hurriedly; scared but obviously delighted to have witnessed a legendary potter/Malfoy incident.
Draco leaned back in his chair and sulked.
"You see, she got the better of me every time. She could see right through me and was dating potter before I could even say a word"
Rebecca could see the look of sadness in his eyes as he spoke and replied gently.
"We can stop if you want?" she murmured. Draco's eyes glinted.
"Oh no, I must tell you about Louisa" he said quickly, "vital to my life and the story!" he cried.
Draco poured the contents of yet another sachet of sugar onto the small white mountain on the table top. His untouched coffee lay to one side, now cold after the three hours he'd been sat there.
"Are you going to drink that" came a female voice and Draco looked up, his scowl still fixed on his face. It lessened however when he saw the pretty waitress, with a pair of bright green eyes and a tight fitting white t-shirt on staring pointedly at him and his cold coffee.
"No" he answered.
"And the sugar?"
"Nope. Don't want that either" he replied in the same careless tone. The waitress glowered at him, and then swept a good deal of the sugar into one hand, showering Draco with the rest. He laughed and she glanced up, a challenging smile on her face.
"Are you always this churlish?" he asked.
"Are you?" she contested. Draco smiled.
"Half an hour later, we were having the most unbelievable se-"
"Okay! I get it!" Rebecca stopped him, before he went into too many details and he winked at her.
"So how is she vital to the story?" Rebecca asked.
"She gave me my only son" he replied, showing her a photo that was kept underneath his night light.
A boy with a crop of short brilliant blonde curls was grinning toothily up at her. The magical photo showed him growing up until he was about seventeen and then reverted to the five year old again.
"Louisa died when he was five and I was given charge of him. I hadn't known he'd been born and we had a some what difficult relationship to start with"
"Where is he now?" Rebecca asked.
"I do not know I'm afraid. He disappeared at seventeen, saying that the Malfoy name was one he could not bear. I hope he is happy though, he deserved to be"
"And Louisa? Did you love her?"
Draco stared at her steadily for a minute or two, sizing her up.
"Yes. I did love her very much. But in a completely different way to Ginny. I loved Louisa with my mind and my penis. I loved Ginny with my heart and my soul"
Rebecca rose as Draco waved her away with his hand, the other one clenched tightly around the photo of his son. She closed his door on her way out then dashed down the stairs of the old manor house to her own quarters.