Draco Malfoy was not having a good day. Actually he hadn't been having a good week. First he had been in court for the past few months trying to clear his father and him of all the charges placed against them during the war. Finally, when he thought they were going to be cleared, the court found some new evidence and called for another court date! The bloody nerve of these people. He tried throwing his money around a bit, but with the limited amount of money he had at his disposal right now, it was almost impossible to get anywhere. Why the Ministry deemed it necessary to hold all accounts of accused for six months was beyond him. Two more months to go and he would have access again and then he would sue them! He huffed as he thought about it.

Uncle Sev had called him into Hogwarts to discuss a possible teaching position as Potions teacher. He had been walking through Hogsmead and almost at the Hogwarts Path when someone wearing a bright yellow cape and hood takes out a gun and shoots him! He barely recognized what it was, if it hadn't been for Blaise dragging him to see a muggle movie that had guns in it, he wouldn't have known what it was. Draco had managed to stun the man but not before the shot was fired. He hadn't known that bullets could go through shields.

Now he sat here in Hogwarts Infirmary, where he had spent way too much time for his liking, and was having Pomfrey fussing over him, which he was secretly enjoying, but he had been shot! Bloody shot in the arm! Why in Merlins name were there guns in this place! They were so foul and loud and bulky! He blushed a bit at what else was bulky… no! Not the point. Now he was stuck here and Severus was going to be mad and it wasn't his fault!

He took a couple deep breaths trying to calm himself. If he was honest he would admit that the gun had scared him shitless, never in his life had he thought he would get shot with one of those dirty muggle contraptions. People thought wizards were dangerous we are nothing compared to those idiot muggles who don't know a thing about self-preservation! He noticed his breathing had hitched again and tried to calm down. Take deep breaths and count to ten like his therapist had said. Why did he have a therapist? Well it had been mandatory from the courts! Now Draco knew that he was a bit of a spoiled rotten person, but to suddenly take away that fortune was like putting him under the Crutatious curse. Painful. So he would listen to those stupid buffoons in the ministry and then get back his fortune.

His father was ruined and by the Malfoy inheritance laws he could now take over as head of the house. Only catch was he needed to get married. Women. He didn't think much of them. They were too emotional, not that guys aren't, but it's like girls just can't help being emotional. Then they are too supple and soft and fragile. They were pretty to look at but he would never want to be with one. But it was his responsibility as the Malfoy heir, soon to be Head, to take a wife and have an heir.

He was scared. How could he have a wife and be expected to be… intimate with her if he felt like he was betraying himself every time. He felt disgusted when he thought about it. He had thought about just forgoing marrying a witch and instead marrying a wizard but the Malfoy laws state that that is only possible if male is a soul mate, no other exceptions. The likely hood of finding his soul mate was like… like… well he didn't know! Just damn unlikely. He sighed.

"Ouch!" he yelled out when Pomfrey jabbed her wand on the wound. Jeez, she was supposed to be a nurse not hurt me.

"Sorry dear, I had to actually touch the wound to close it. See? All better" she said with a light sympathetic voice.

Draco looked down and sure enough the wound was closed. He moved his arm around. It felt a little tight but didn't hurt anymore.

"Thank you Madame Pomfrey" he said politely. She nodded to him and handed him a potion.

"It's to calm your body's nerves and stop any infections. Being shot by a muggle bullet can cause trauma to your body, its like a sudden jolt. The potion should help." She fused about him a little more.

"Thank you aga—" suddenly Draco heard sounds coming from further on in the room.

"Shh! Your- get of-"

"Oh honestly! Hes—"

Draco looked around for Pomfrey and saw that she was just entering her office. Quickly he stalked over to the drawn curtain and stopped. The other side was deathly silent. Draco waited a few minutes but couldn't stop his curiosity from getting to him, it was one of his flaws. He pulled the curtain away to look on the other side.

His eyes widened slightly.

Sorry its so late and short! Wanted to get it up before I go on.

I might start putting up polls soon. What do you think about this being an interactive story? Where Ill take what the poll results are and add them into the story. I think it would be cool. What do you guys think? Leave me a review or send a PM.

Thane.