Chapter Seven: Pre-Party Let Down
"So what's up with that Jezzy girl?" Blaise asked when they got to his house.
"What do you mean?"
"She seeing anyone?" Blaise cocked an eyebrow.
Draco was silent a moment before answering. Technically she was seeing both him and his father.
"Kinda."
"Who?"
"Uh..."
"Oh, I get it. You and her, right."
"Used to." He mumbled.
"Huh?"
"Nothing."
"You should defiantly bring her to the party though. She's hot." Blaise sat in the chair in the living room.
Draco nodded and sat on the couch. Maybe, if he played his cards right, he could get her to forget about his father. He grinned at this thought. He was so going to win her back.
Draco came home late that evening and went directly to Jezzy's room. As he approached her door he heard her giggle. He put his ear to the door and listened. He could hear rustling sounds and then a low chuckle. That was defiantly his father. Then Jezzy screeched and laughed.
"Stop it. You're going to tear it." She was still laughing.
"If you would stop pulling on it, it wouldn't be a problem."
"But I don't want to wear it. I like this one."
There was silence.
"Alright. That one is much... much better." Then Jezzy giggled again.
"Come here." His father said.
"Or what?"
She cried out and Draco was tempted to open the door. There was silence for a long moment before he heard a thud and a groan. He straightened and stepped back from the door. He had no idea what the 'thud' was but he was sure that he didn't want to hear anything else. When she suddenly moaned loudly he almost ran to his room. He definitely didn't want to hear that.
The next night as she was getting ready for bed Draco decided to confront her. He walked up to her door and made to knock on it but stopped with his hand nearly to the door. She was singing to herself. It was a song she used to sing when they were young called Greensleeves. Her voice was low and the parts she didn't seem to remember she hummed, but she sang it beautifully. Draco closed his eyes and listened to her for a while before shaking himself and knocking on the door. Jezzy stopped singing and opened the door a crack to see who it was.
"Oh, what is it?" She said, peering one eye through the crack.
"We need to talk."
"Now?" She said incredulously.
"Please?"
Jezzy opened the door and let him in, but she left the door open. She sat in one of the chairs in the sitting area and motioned for him to sit on the settee. He sat and looked at his hands. Now that he was in there he didn't know where to start. He had planned everything out carefully but the moment he heard her sing it all fell out of his head.
Jezzy gave him a crooked smile. "I thought you wanted to talk."
Draco took a deep breath before opening his mouth.
"It's about... you know, everything." She nodded her head for him to continue. "I didn't think that things were going to happen like this. You know, I thought it was going to be a onetime thing and then everything was going to go back to normal. I didn't know he was going to make you his mistress."
Jezzy smiled. "I'm not his mistress." She sighed. "Draco, I'm enjoying myself and so is your father, for the first time in a very long time. Why can't you just leave that alone?"
"Because I had you first." He said without thinking.
"First of all, you never had me. We fucked around. So what. It wasn't any big deal until that bet. And what, now you want a relationship or something? Forget it. We tried that remember. You couldn't keep it in your pants long enough for us to even give it a real go."
"I said I was sorry about that."
"Yeah, and it's water under the bridge. We can't do... that. So what exactly is it you want?"
"I want it to be like it used to be. Now you're all over him and I'm..."
"Draco, how long do you think it's going to take before your father tires of me?" She interrupted.
He looked up at her then. He didn't realize she had thought that far into it. He shrugged.
"Exactly. Let us just enjoy the time we have." She looked down at the carpet and frowned. "It's not like he's going to make this permanent or anything." She said quietly.
Draco continued to stare at her. She was falling for his father. He could tell by the look on her face. And she was preparing herself for the inevitable end. He suddenly felt very sorry for her. He stood up and walked over to the chair she was in and sat next to her. He put his arms around her and hugged her to him.
"This isn't as easy as I thought it would be." She whispered.
Lucius walked up the stairs to Draco's room. He had to speak to him about some things involving the Estate. As he was about to knock on the door he heard voices coming from Jezzy's room. He made is way quietly to the door and listened.
"Because I had you first." He heard Draco say.
"First of all, you never had me. We fucked around. So what. It wasn't any big deal until that bet. And what, now you want a relationship or something? Forget it. We tried that remember. You couldn't keep it in your pants long enough for us to even give it a real go."
"I said I was sorry about that."
"Yeah, and it's water under the bridge. We can't do... that. So what exactly is it you want?"
"I want it to be like it used to be. Now you're all over him and I'm..."
"Draco, how long do you think it's going to take before your father tires of me?" She interrupted Draco.
It was quiet a moment and then Jezzy spoke, her tone softer.
"Exactly. Let us just enjoy the time we have." There was another pause. "It's not like he's going to make this permanent or anything." She said quietly.
There was a sound that he thought was someone moving and then she whispered something that broke his ice covered heart.
"This isn't as easy as I thought it would be."
He walked back to is Study and sat behind his desk. What was he going to do about her? Yes, he was enjoying himself immensely, but did he really want this to continue? He shook his head. Of course he did. But he was a married man. The only way they could be anything was if she became his mistress and he found that very distasteful. They only other way to have it was if he divorced his wife, but did he really want to do that?
He sighed. He knew the answer to that and knew that he had to speak with her alone as soon as possible. It definitely could not continue the way it was for very much longer.
It was Friday night and Jezzy had finally made her decision on whether or not she was going to go to the party that night. She needed to get out of the house and do something fun. She had decided to go, but first she was going to tell Lucius and gauge his reaction.
She knocked on his Study door and he called out "Enter."
She opened the door and shut it softly behind her. He looked up at her and smiled. She smiled back and walked to the desk, leaning over and kissed his cheek.
"I wanted to talk to you about something." She said.
"Yes?"
"Uhm, Draco's friend Blaise is having a party tonight and I was thinking on going."
He furrowed his brow. "Are you asking permission?"
"Not really."
He smirked. "Then what is it?"
"I just wanted to let you know, I guess, where I was going to be." She looked down and fidgeted.
"Jezzy, what is really on your mind?" He asked, setting down his quill.
She took a deep breath and was about to say something when Draco burst in.
"Father, mother is home." He stopped when he saw Jezzy and saw her face fall.
"Thank you Draco. If you could tell her I will speak with her shortly it would be greatly appreciated."
Draco nodded and reluctantly left the room.
"Now, what were you going to say, my dear?"
"Nothing. I'm going to get ready for the party." She spoke far to brightly and giggled nervously before nearly running out of the room.
Lucius sighed.
Back up in her room Jezzy laughed at herself derisively. She knew this was going to happen eventually and she thought that she had prepared for it. Apparently not well enough. She rummaged through her closet and picked out a slinky, form fitting dress that showed a lot of skin while still being comfortable. Grabbed a pair of spiky heels and threw her hair up in a French twist. After she applied a minimal amount of makeup she marched over to Draco's room and flung the door open. It hit the wall and there was a crashing sound from his closet. He poked his head out and looked around until he saw her standing in the doorway.
"You scared the hell out of me." He said before ducking back in the closet.
She sat on his bed and waited for him to finish dressing.
"Jesus Draco! You're taking longer than I did."
He came out of the closet and smirked at her.
"It takes time to look this good."
She rolled her eyes.
"I take it you have decided to go then?"
"Duh."
He sat on the bed next to her and hugged her. "I'm sorry."
He whispered.
She put on a smile. "I knew it was gonna happen." She patted his leg. "Let's go party bitch."
He laughed and kissed her cheek.