The next week and a half was painful and tense for both teenagers. Soon, the parents were back and the Malfoy's had decided to stay for the last two weeks of summer. The parents noticed something wrong. This worried them with the new they were about to deliver. At dinner one night, Lucius said he had an announcement for Draco and Drea.
"You both are to be wed this fall and will be living together till then," he said," No matter what."
"This can't be happening," Drea muttered.
She got up and ran out of the room. Draco groaned.
"What happened between you two, Draco?," Narcissa asked.
"Hogwarts did," Draco said, getting up and walking upstairs.
He went up to Drea's room, where he found her crying on her bed. He saw her holding a knife.
"WOAH! NO!," Draco said.
He ran over to her and took the knife away from her.
"Draco! Let me kill myself!," she said.
"Drea, stop it," he said.
He put the knife on her dresser. He sat on her bed and pulled her into his arms. She struggled to get free, but gave up after 2 minutes and just cried into him.
"I know, I know," he consoled her, softly.
He stroked her hair.
"Shh...its okay," he said," I'm really not that bad."
So she stopped and looked at him with tear stained eyes. Drace wiped the tears away.
"C'mon, a beautiful girl like you shouldn't be crying like this or thinking aobut suicide," he said, glaring at the knife.
"I'm sorry," he said.
"No, I am. This wouldn't have been such a big deal if I hadn't have been so stupid," Draco said," Drea, you have always been my real friend, I just didn't want to believe it. I'm sorry. Do you forgive me?"
Drea smiled.
"Yeah, I forgive you," she said.
Draco smiled at her and kissed her softly on the cheek. Just them, Drea's mom and Narcissa walked in.
"Drea-," they started.
The 2 looked up.
"OH, my, oh...we didn't mean to interrupt," Narcissa said.
"We'll just leave," Drea's mom said.
With that, they left. Draco and Drea blushed.
"Um, I'm gonna head to bed," Draco said," 'night, Drea."
"Goodnight," she said, getting under the covers.
Draco picked up the knife.
"I'll take this," he said, and left.
Next Morning:
Draco woke up to someone opening his curtains. The sun shone to his eyelids. He groaned and pulled the covers over his head. He heard giggles and peeked out from under the covers.
"WTH?!," he said.
Drea, Theresa Black, Jana, and Millie were there.
"Morning, Draco," the girls all said.
"What are you all doing in my room...with me only in my boxers?," he asked.
"Girls, a little privacy," Drea laughed.
The other 3 girls left.
Draco had taken sanctuary under his covers agian. Drea sat on the bed. She pulled off the covers.
"You know, what if I don't want you looking at me in ONLY MY BOXERS, WOMAN!?," Draco said.
Drea rolled her eyes.
"Well, too bad," she said," I have the right to since I'm marrying you. Your mom wants you up. We're all going shopping."
"Why?," he asked, as Drea lay on the bed beside him.
"Wedding purposes and we're moving to our "new manor" tomorrow," Drea said.
"Ohh, FUN!," Draco said, rolling his eyes.
"C'mon, those 3 girls are my bride's maids," Drea said," Called 'em this morning. Also my friend Lissy is one, too."
"So...for my picking...I'll say Blaise, Goyle, Crabbe, and...how aobut Potter?," Draco said.
Drea looked at him.
"You want Harry to-?," she asked, surprised.
"Well, I guess he wasn't THAT bad," Draco said.
"Aww! Draco is growing up!," Drea cooed.
"Yeeah! Draco's growing up!," he muttered, mockingly under his breath.
"You have the most attractive personality, you know that?," Drea said, sarcasm dripping from every word.
"Maybe not, but I have the most attractive looks, lucky for you," Draco smirked, pinning her ot the bed.
"How does that make me lucky?," Drea asked, raising an eyebrow.
"You're marrying me, remember?," Draco said.
"Arrogant as ever," she muttered.
"Oh, just a little," he said.
"Try a whole lot," Drea said.
Draco pinched her cheek, gently.
"You are just SO adorable," he said, through clenched teeth.
"Oh, I DO try," Drea said, pushing him off her.
"Obviously, not enough," Draco said, as she got up.
Drea glared at him.
"Why you little-," she started.
"Excuse me?!," he said, looking appalled," I am NOT little in any way...if you get me."
"You're little on intelligence," Drea smiled, sweetly.
"Why you-," he started angrily.
"And little patience, little vocabulary, and a very short fuse for temper," Drea contined.
Draco was ready to blow up.
"DREA ANJANETTE CONNOR!," Draco shouted.
"Yes, I love you, too, Draco," Drea said, running to the door.
"Come back here," he said.
"Actually, I'd rather not. See you later, Hun," she said, blowing him a kiss.
With that, she shut the door.