Draco quickly leaped away from Pansy and blushed.
"Oh! Sorry. I'm interrupting something." William said slowly and began to back out of the booth, holding a tray of shots.
"No! You're not." Draco yelled quickly. He needed to make it perfectly clear that he was not cheating on his wife. Not at that moment anyway.
"Uh, well alright then. Asked a girl out there where you went. Told a bunch of people to meet us here too if that's alright." he said as he set the tray down on the table.
"That's fine." Draco said politely although he was disappointed he and Pansy were no longer alone. Though he had no idea what in the world he was going to do to her. He had just wanted to see her again. But he had gotten carried away before he knew it.
"Oh, right, this is Pansy by the way. Old friend." he introduced Pansy who was sitting again, staring at her feet.
"Nice to meet you Pansy. William Gray." He extended her hand to her and she shook it.
"I know who you are." she smiled, "I think I better go now, Draco." Pansy said quickly trying to leave. Draco wouldn't let her.
"No." he said firmly and whispered in her ear, "I finally get to hang out with you and you're ditching me? Just stay for a bit."
Pansy looked at him and bit her lip. It looked at though she was battling hard with herself about what to do.
"Just one drink. I know you like to drink." His eyes twinkled with mischief. Finally, her shoulders relaxed and gave into temptation.
"Fine. One drink." she glared at him and he beamed.
But, of course, it was more than just one drink. He knew Pansy all too well. Once she started drinking, she tended not to stop until she was drunk. William had invited half a dozen more people into the private booth and the place was turning into a mini party. Draco soon found himself sitting very close to Pansy as she began slurring her words.
"William!" she shouted to get his attention. An equally drunk William looked over at her. "Pass me another one!"
"No problem babe!" he said and brought another shot of firewhiskey to her. Pansy immediately chugged it down. "Where'd you find this girl, Draco? She's awesome!"
Draco, who was still totally sober, shook his head in amusement. "I think you've had enough." He took the shot glass out of her hand before the girl next to her could refill it with the bottle in her hand.
"But you said one more drink!" she whined and hit him across the shoulder.
"Yes but that was about a dozen drinks ago." he laughed. "I should probably take you home now. I'll call the driver."
Draco hoisted Pansy up and led her out of the club's back entrance. She wasn't stumbling very much but Draco was looking for any excuse to hold her. He wrapped his arm around her waist and draped her arm over his shoulders.
"Wait! What about Tracy?" Pansy said in a panicked voice.
"Hey, relax. I'm sure she got home fine. Now get in the car." He opened the door for her. Pansy fell into the limo and Draco slid in behind her. She clumsily put on her seatbelt as the car began to drive in the direction of her apartment.
"Heeeeey." She turned to him suspiciously, "Where's your wife?"
"Back in the club I suppose. Or maybe she went home, not sure." He slid next to her and put his arm around the seat's headrest.
"You don't go home together?" she asked.
"Nope." he said casually.
"Are you really married?" she asked drunkenly. The shoulder strap on her dress had fallen down. Draco leaned over her to fix it.
"Yes." he said quietly as he placed the strap back in its original position. Pansy stopped breathing when his body brushed against hers. When he sat back down properly she let out a big sigh and closed her eyes.
A few moments of silence passed until she spoke again. "Draco?"
"Hmm?"
"You still think I look hot today?" she murmured. Draco smiled. She was clearly beginning to fall asleep.
"Yeah, I do." he whispered but it was unlikely she heard him. Draco had experienced her drunken nights before when Slytherin used to hold parties every weekend during seventh year. Things had gotten seriously out of hand while the Dark Lord had reigned over the school. His house had basically been permitted to do anything they wanted. He remembered one night, exhausted from his 'Death Eater duties,' he had gone to sleep early only to wake up two hours later to find Pansy sucking him off.
Draco licked his lips at the memory of the girl sleeping next to him. He cautiously put his arm over her shoulders and pulled her limp body next to him. He was tipping dangerously close to the edge but, at that point, he didn't care. He wasn't going to let her slip away this time.
The car stopped in front of Pansy's residence and Draco gently shook her awake. Pansy groaned and slipped out of the limo, barely noticing he was there. He quickly followed her up the steps (which she had managed not to fall down) and held the heavy door open for her.
"You got your keys?" Draco asked. Pansy fumbled around in her purse for a moment until she found the silver keys to her building.
"Right here!" she smiled with her eyes shut and jingled the keys in his face. He grabbed her wrist to stop the jingling and her eyes flew open at his touch. Pansy looked at him, her face stained with pink. She quickly pulled her hand away and clumsily jammed the keys into the hole.
"You want me to walk you up?" he asked tenderly as he held the door open with his body. Pansy stood in the lobby, her hair askew, one leg crossed awkwardly behind her. The building's guard was eying them and he seemed to recognize Draco.
"N-no I'm fine." She tucked her hair behind her ears shyly. Draco stepped towards her, letting the door close behind him.
"We should go out again some time." he propositioned her.
"I don't think that's a good idea." Pansy said sternly. Draco frowned. She was still rational even though she was hammered.
"Me either." he spoke honestly. Pansy's face scrunched up in confusion, "But somehow that doesn't stop me." he whispered. He looked at the guard who didn't seem to be paying much attention anymore but it was better safe than sorry.
"Look, Draco I-"
"Shh." He cut her off by putting a hand over her mouth, "I don't want to hear your excuses. Meet me tomorrow afternoon at that same coffee shop. 3 pm sharp."
He turned around and pushed the door open to make his exit. Then he looked back and told her, "Don't be late." And rushed back into the waiting limousine.
Pansy woke up the next morning smelling like a mixture of sweat and cologne. She was in her own bed but she could barely remember how she got there. She sat up slowly, trying to calm her dizzy head. She looked down and realized she was still wearing the same dress from last night. She must have just collapsed into bed as soon as she got home. Home…how had she gotten home?
She scratched her head and swung her legs over the edge of the bed. After unzipping the dress with some difficulty, she took it off and put on an oversized t-shirt and a pair of shorts instead. Pansy wondered how long she had been out last night. The sun was shining brightly through her window. It looked as though it was afternoon already.
Her stomach grumbled with hunger so she headed to the kitchen to make herself some breakfast…or lunch, rather. As she pulled some milk from the fridge she caught a whiff of herself again. She still smelled like that familiar cologne. Had she been with a guy last night? Last thing she could remember was being the in VIP with Draco and then…
Pansy gasped. Suddenly everything rushed back to her.
"Oh crap." she said, smacking herself on the forehead. She had made a complete fool of herself last night. And she had clearly been all over Draco Malfoy if she smelled just like him. "Ah, oh no. Didn't he tell me to meet him today? Shit."
She looked over at the clock. It was still only 1:30. She had an hour and a half to get down there.
Too lazy to cook, she settled for a breakfast of bran cereal drenched in milk. She gulped it down and stepped into the shower. Reluctantly, she washed his scent off of her skin and hair. Pansy cursed herself for getting so drunk the night before. She should have known better than to drink so much in the company of Draco Malfoy. Especially considering the horrible mess she had gotten herself into the last time it had happened. Although, they had both been drunk that time so it was twice as worse.
"What am I doing trying to impress him anyway?" Pansy sighed as she curled the bottom of her hair with her wand. She had put on a cute dress and everything.
By the time she had reached the coffee place in downtown London, it was almost 3. As she stared at the outside of the shop, her body clenched. What in the world was she doing here? Everything about this encounter was wrong. So why did she want it so badly?
She looked in the window and saw him sitting there waiting for her. He had actually come early to see her. Pansy's chest fluttered at the sight of him. He was constantly checking his watch, anticipating her arrival. He was serious. He really wanted to keep seeing her. Fear gripped Pansy's heart. His intentions hardly seemed innocent last night and being someone's mistress was not something she was up for. Her brain slowly began to move her feet away from the window. It was too risky to go in. The odds of her resisting him were against her. So, instead of meeting him at 3 like they had planned, she began the short journey back home.
Draco waited for Pansy for an hour before deciding that she had either blown him off or been too drunk to remember. He would just have to find her later. For now, he had to get home before Astoria got suspicious.
His two bodyguards accompanied him home where his wife was tanning in the backyard. Astoria sat up when she saw him sliding the backdoor open to step into the grassy yard.
"Oh good you're home." She approached him in her white bikini with a smile.
"Did you miss me?" he joked as he grabbed her thin waist and caressed her back.
Astoria laughed, "Good one." But she pulled him in for a kiss anyway. Her lips coated his with sweet tasting gloss that he licked off afterwards.
"What do you want?" he grumbled. Whenever she was this happy to see him, she wanted something.
"Me? Want something? Never!" she gasped dramatically as she clung to him. He raised an eyebrow at her and she sighed, "Okay, okay. I want a car."
"You have a car." Draco pushed her away and walked back inside the house. He heard her quickly scurry behind him.
"But it's a year old! I saw this really pretty one today and I want it! Please!" she begged as she hugged him from behind. He kept walking as she held on to him, dragging her along.
"Maybe after the campaign." he tried to reason with her.
"That's so far!" she moaned.
Draco turned around to face her, "Our funds are tied up right now. It costs money to win an election."
"I'll make it worth your while." She said in a sing-song voice and blatantly placed one of her hands on his crotch. Draco's fingers curled at the sudden stimulation. For a moment he considered maybe buying her an expensive car was worth what she would do to him but he managed to toss her hand away.
"No." he said firmly and settled himself on the living room couch. Astoria rolled her eyes at him and strutted back outside, making sure he saw exactly what he had passed up.
Draco sighed. It was like living with a child sometimes. She always wanted something from him. Whether it was clothes or shoes or some ridiculously expensive bag. The only perk was that he got to bang her at the end of the day. Too bad he had been thinking about someone else lately. After the premiere, he had officially given up on forgetting about Pansy. In fact, he was totally embracing it now. And he was determined to have her no matter how much she resisted. He would just have to keep calling and stalking her for as long as it took.
Draco Malfoy always got what he wanted; except for her. She had been his for a moment until she shattered his heart and left him for dead. His actions after the parting had not been his proudest moments but he was putting that behind him now.
He peered outside the window discreetly to look at Astoria. She was applying suntan lotion to her flawless skin. He felt slightly guilty that he was going to break the promise he had made to her just under a year ago. He knew if she ever found out he was cheating on her again she'd have his head. And worse, she'd tell Daphne. Daphne would have his balls. But it was worth the risk this time. Because this time it wasn't some random hook up. He hadn't wanted to admit it but his feelings for his first love still ran deep. He wasn't sure where his actions were going to lead him. He just knew he wanted to go in a different direction than he was now. He was sick of meaningless relationships; including the one with his wife.
Just then, there was a knock at the door. Draco grinned. He had invited his friends over for cards and they had just arrived. Now if only he could get Pansy to come over that easily.
A/N: Draco, Draco, Draco. *Shakes head* You always have to have your way don't you? lol Chapter 8 will be up soon(This is where the M rating fully kicks in). Also don't forget to check out my Tom Riddle story, Joint Fixation, as well!
