Chapter 2 Screw Expectations
(Draco's POV)
It was 2 days before the Yule Ball. Or in other words, the last chance to politely ask a respectable girl to go with you. So I have to finally ask Parkinson.
I'd stalled as much as I could; trying to find some other possibility, but there was none. I was almost to the point of not going at all. But that would be disgraceful, and I'd never hear the end of it from Pansy. shudder
Crabbe and Goyle were walking behind me on the way to the Great Hall for dinner. I caught bits and pieces of their conversation. It disgusted me, but it was the way that everyone in Slytherin seemed to be talking now. Of me and Pansy; our future together, and just how much we…love each other.
It was insane. Sure, I liked the attention, but love? I seriously doubt that I, the son of Lucius Malfoy, am physically capable of loving anyone.
We walked through the giant doors. There was Parkinson, waving me over; brimming with expectation. My eyes scanned the rest of the table one last time for a way to get out of what I had to do. Then they stopped on a girl I'd never seen before. She was sitting a distance from Pansy, nose stuck deep in a book, and she was so much more intriguing than the cow I was almost going to ask…
I walked past Parkinson's hideous face and sat down next to the girl. She didn't even look up from her book. I cleared my throat.
"Would you like to accompany me to the Yule Ball?" I asked boldly. She still didn't look up.
"Are you sure you want to ask me that? Everyone's expecting you to ask Pansy Parkinson." I thought for a moment, but an outraged shriek behind me got rid of all doubts. I smiled at her bent head.
"Screw expectations. Do you want to go with me?" She looked up for the first time. I saw a spark of happiness light up her beautiful eyes.
"I'd love to" she whispered. She shyly lowered her head back down to her book, a pink blush spreading across her cheeks. I got up, smiling like a love-struck fool, and walked out of the Great Hall.
Then I danced all the way back to the Slytherin common room; Pansy's shrieks like music in my head.
Hey guys! I know this story seems like it's going to be really slow, but I can promise I'll try to speed things up a little bit. And btw- it'll be changing pov's a lot, so make sure you don't just ignore the bold print, k? That would make it rather confusing. Many thanks to my amazing Beta! Until next chapter, HazelEyedHottie