Thirty Drabbles in Thirty Days
Day: Eleven
Prompt: Fire
"Rule number one, Draco, Don't send a boy to do a man's job." Lucius Malfoy told his son as he walked by with a certain red head on his arm. She looked back at him with a glint in her eye and a half smirk on her mouth.
Draco kept his emotions masked until they were out of sight, then he turned to Blaise and almost yelled. "My father! She one upped me by being my father's date! That bitch!"
Blaise let out a chuckle. "Well there's no way you can top that, you have to admit defeat."
"I most certainly will not." Defended Draco. "She's playing with fire and is fixing to get burned."
"Oh and how are you going to accomplish that, date her mum? I place ten galleons on that you will be hexed till you see stars before you can even get to her." Laughed Blaise.
"No I'm not that desperate, I'm simply going to woo her back to me." Replied Draco with his ever so typical arrogant smirk.
Blaise just shook his head. He knew that ever since Draco broke up with Ginny in a heat of the moment decision in the middle of an argument, over toothpaste for that matter, that the time they were apart would be utter hell... and he never doubted that they would quickly get back together. He needed her, she needed him, and Blaise needed them together for his sanity.