Disclaimer: See the first chappie. I'm not going to type the same thing up again.
A/N: This now switched into 1st person- Draco's point of view. If you think about it, it's him narrating the story. Sorry if this causes any confusion.
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Here is the actual begining! Yay!
The day was new, and the sun was up. Loud yells and chatter filled the air with a merry feeling. People swarmed the area, all chancing a glimpse at the ship- some lucky enough to have tickets aboard.
Lines filed onto the grand vessel, people pulling suitcases behind them. Happiness and wonder surrounded the ship. Children gazed on in marvel at the unsinkable ship, all of them questioning their parents and pointing out the little things.
Regal looking cars roamed in slowly, trying not to run over the hordes of people filling the road with their mass. I emerged from one myself, a young pug-faced girl at my side. Pansy Parkinson was her name…my fiancée.
At first, I admit I was unimpressed. "Ship of Dreams? It looks like a regular old ship to me. Rather like all the other ones I've been on." Those were the first words that came off of my lips as I got out of the car. And it was true from my perspective.
Yet, I could hear the commoners staring in awe, their eyes wide in amazement. I had scoffed and kicked one or two here and there that where annoying me with their blatant staring. I remember scoffing as I noticed a young woman trying to get onto the ship, claiming that she lost her ticket. Commoners were so stupid.
Did they actually think that they could be able to sneak onto the big ship? Obviously they did, because I noticed the same thing quite a few times, each of them making their own excuses, each wilder than the last. A little kid was saying his parents were on the ship. A middle-aged man claimed that his ticket got stolen. There was even an old man claiming to be the captain- I had spat at the last man, insulting him rather thoroughly. I was rather rude back in the day, along with being arrogant.
My family was one of power and stature. The Malfoys were a well respected bunch and I was proud to be one of them myself. But then again, being a Malfoy meant putting up with pug-faced fiancées who got on my nerves.
Pansy was one of the ugliest and rudest girls I knew. But she was rich- richer than the Malfoys. And thus, our parents decided to get us engaged. To be frank, I hated her. I hated her very essence. Her very name.
Her parents knew of my resentment. Maybe that is why they bought tickets to the Titanic for my family, Pansy and me- to try and win me over. Needless to say, it didn't work. Nothing would get me to like Pansy…Not even is she had gotten one for those…Hmm what do you call them? Oh plastic surgery things…Of course, we didn't have those back in the day…
Now what was I talking about?...Oh! Right, the ship.
I was walking onto the ship with my normal grandeur…My posture was stiff and my chin up with pride. I walked with Pansy's arm looped through mine and as we went, I felt more and more suffocated. It was the one ship that would carry me to my marriage…my imprisonment in Pansy's arms.
I didn't even want to kiss her, much less procreate with her.
Right then and there, I felt like pushing Pansy away. Maybe jump into the ocean. Anything was better than her. Anything and everything. I longed to yell and cry at the top of my lungs. To be free. I just never learned how…
I longed to be like those commoners. The ones that never learned how to be proper. The ones like those two buffoons that where just running onto the ship. I gave a laugh as they ran on, both of them, one girl and one guy, jumped and yelled, laughing all the way.
The brunette girl brushed right past me quickly. I grabbed her hand as she passed. Her head turned back to reveal those fierce, bold eyes. She wriggled her wrist in a fruitless effort to get free. I smirked at her, my eyes narrowing intimidatingly. It was a Malfoy look that I handled pretty well.
She just glared back. I immediately liked her. She was…sassy. And neither was she intimidated by my power and stature. She was different and unique. It was a bit refreshing having her looking at e like that.
Her pink pouty lips were perfect and absolutely kissable. Her curly brown hair framed her face beautifully. And her eyes. Oh, her eyes were like little jewels. Her beautiful brown topaz eyes glowered at me with passion and feeling. Oh- My mind immediately started imagining her with that face in the bedroom.
"Hermione!" The girl's head turned at the call. I looked up too, to see who was calling. It was Potter. The girl was probably his girlfriend or something. Potter was another upper class boarder for the Titanic. Frankly, I didn't know much about him. Nor did I want to.
But, Hermione (as it seemed the girl was called, resumed her struggles with more vigor upon seeing her friend. "Hermione! Come on! Stop flirting with Malfoy."
It seemed that he knew who I was to, as he sent a glare my way, and not a very good one at that. I, however, let Hermione go, watching as she stumbled.
She got up, rubbing her wrist. The girl stuck her tongue out at me before walking to her friend. She stuck out her tongue at me! That was a first. I was…intrigued, to say the least. I watched as eh back disappeared among those of the scurried crowd.
"Draco…Darling, let's go," Pansy's hand on my arm jerked me out of my reverie. I snarled at her and pulled my arm away.
"I am not your darling Parkinson." The words left my mouth before I could even register what I was saying. It was my natural reaction to shun ugly girls. How could I help that?
Pansy started tearing up, just like the emotional girl she was. Her eyes brimmed with tears and her lower lip quivered as she looked at me with a mixed expression of shock and hurt. I really didn't know what she was shocked about. I'd shunned her before to, and I never would stop.
She actually clung onto me even more as she cried though, begging me for forgiveness. I just shook my head sadly. How could I forgive her for being ugly? It's not like she could change that, no matter how much make up she put on. If only she was more like that…brunette that I saw. Hermione.
Hermione was beautiful to say the least. Her whole presence seemed to twinkle. She was radiant and stunning, her body attracting the eyes of not just mine, but the eyes of many men onboard.
But back to Pansy. She was crying and clinging as usual, when her parents noticed. I have only one thing to say. They were not happy. The two dragged the poor girl off into their little suite.
My own parents took me to ours, proceeding in giving me an earful. It was the usual stuff about how this union is for the best of everyone and how I should be treating Pansy right or else we'd lose our deal. I just nodded absently, drowning out their droning. Instead, I stared at myself in the mirror that was hanging on the wall behind them. Damn I looked good.
"Now get ready, Draco. We have a party to go to." My head snapped up at my father's announcement.
"A party? Already?" I whined rather unMalfoyly.
"Yes." He gave me a look of dismissal, signaling for me to leave. I just sighed and got up from my spot.
My closet was huge. It had to be, to fit all my cloths. I'm afraid to say that my looks where my life. I didn't really care about anything back then. It was all just the same gloomy nonsense I had to put up with everyday.
There was never anything refreshing or new in life, but yet all the dreary things kept changing. They became even more and more dreary. My life was stuck at a standstill then. I couldn't go back, but neither could I go forward.
Forward, there was only more pain in wait for me. I would have to shoulder the burden of the Malfoy industries. I would have to marry Pansy and eventually bear children with her. I would have to live in the same stifling old society for the rest of my life, suffocating myself with the monotonous trials of life.
The same monotonous parties like the one I was preparing for.
But still, I prepared, pulling on my suit and adjusting everything. I sat in front of my mirror, smoothing back my hair and giving myself a big grin- a big fake forced one.
Smiling wasn't something I did naturally. Everything came out as a smirk for me. I just wasn't good at smiling. It was something that I eventually learned to do.
Now, thinking back, I was too stressed and tense to smile. I never learned how to cut loose and enjoy the world. How to follow my own rules rather than my father's.
A/N: Hope you guys liked it. It was a bit longer too. Yay!
Sorry for anyone who likes Pansy. I like her too...I just needed to bash her a bit, because that is what Draco would do. If you don't like her, then be happy...
I hope the switch form third person to first didn't confuse anyone too much.
And, I think I have come to a decision about the cargo hold/lemon scene. I'll probably have foreplay and then cut it off with a page break or something. I don't want to have s full lemon because 1) its hader and 2)i don't want ti change the rating. I'll just try to get it as very elaborate foreplay.
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PS: Stay safe! Wash your hands! I got a new bottle of hand sanitizer. If you don't know what I'm talkign about, then you need to get your head away from your computer and into the world...I doubt no one doesn't know what I'm refering to...It's like all over the news...and the gossip...and now, its becoming the butt of a lot of jokes...But anyway, stay safe! -passes out virtual hand sanitizers-
