His eyes lingered at the familiar letter that Astoria slide across the oak surface of his desk. He inwardly cursed himself for being clumsy in his desperate attempt to make her stay longer which resulted in an undesired outcome.
"I'm regret to say that you weren't supposed to see this." Draco replied, seemingly unconcerned by her discovery of the termination letter. He carefully took the letter from the table with such delicateness and casually tapped the edge of the folded parchment against his chin, as though he was in deep thought.
"Then you shouldn't have let me near them." she said tersely, folding in her arms.
"My humble mistake." He replied, snapping his head back at where she stood and his eyes going over her figure. She was so regal and her eyes penetrating dead cold right at him; so chilling that it could freeze one's veins and stopped the heart from beating. It was like she was an entirely different person from when he saw her normally behaved around her peers and teachers. He could not find that warm, free-spirited girl but was left with an impossible ice sculptor.
"I think it's a fair trade, don't you think? My father's career for your father's freedom. Its a win-win situation." Astoria said evenly, trying to be rational with him.
"In case you have yet to notice, your father will only be terminated when I send him this letter and in the meantime, he is STILL the ministry's ambassador." Draco uncrossed his legs and stood up from his desk, smirking at her with air of confidence. "Or better yet, how about this? You bring me this lawyer to me and free my father once and for all, because if he doesn't, there won't be a slice of bread left on your dinning table."
Astoria eyes widened and she laughed coldly. She knew he would turn the tides, doing whatever he could to get what he wanted by any means necessary. Yet even as he was making his demands, Astoria refused to comply.
"Are you threatening? Why am I not surprised?" she said dangerously low.
"You placed yourself in that position sweetheart. I just happened to take advantage of it." He winked at her, walking towards his pantry and poured himself a drink. Her face grimaced as he down the alcohol as though it was water in one gulp, remembering the time when they had their little 'date'. She knew getting frustrated won't get her anywhere and decided to try another method.
"Or how about this, you dispose of this letter and other copies that you, no doubt, have; forget about my father's removal and then I'll bring the lawyer to you." Astoria reasoned again as collective as she could, despite her patience wearing thin.
"No can do. I have the upper hand between the 2 of us. You do as I say, or there will be far greater consequences." he threatened.
"You forgot that we, Greengrass, are quite substantial in our own rights." she said haughtily, refusing to make things go his way easily.
"Oh, like when your parents took out some money from your trust fund to pay off your family's mortgages?" he drawled, pouring another drink for himself.
"What?" Astoria exclaimed, hearing this for the first time. She look at him, trying to find any indication if he was lying but there was none.
"Oops, I thought you knew. Ignorance is bliss I supposed." He peered over his glass with a smirk, mocking her lack of awareness and continued sipping. Astoria felt her last nerve exploded and stomped towards him. She grabbed away his drink and tossed his glass into the white ceramic sink which was placed beside the cabinet pantry, causing his alcohol-filled cup to be empty, flowing down the holes at the bottom of the sink. Still, Draco was unnerved by her impulsive actions.
"Bastard. I don't appreciate you snooping around my family's private matter. "She hissed.
"Correction, my parents were married when I was conceived. And yes, I must know every little thing. Seeing how infatuated I've grown of you." he replied, placing a hand over his chest where his heart was. Astoria rolled her eyes and was about to snap back when she saw him slowly breaking into a smile but quickly covered it with the palm of his hand, walking back slowly to his desk and sat down at his leather chair. She raised her brows in suspicion.
"Why are you smiling Malfoy?" she asked him tightly, "You have just as much to lose as I do."
"I'm smiling because you, my little sweetheart, have shown me how much you truly care for me despite this given situation." Draco said with warmth in his eyes.
"Are you kidding me? I was blackmailing you!" Astoria exclaimed, not believing what he said, "You think, in that twisted head of yours, it is an act of love?!"
"It shows me how far you're willing to go to help me with my troubles." said Draco, smiling impishly at her.
"Malfoy, the only reason I'm doing this is to protect my family and I want you to leave us alone. This has nothing to do with whatever feelings you assumed that I have for you. Which by the way, I don't. "She said fiercely, flipping her hair off her shoulder and crossing her arms again.
"Oh, back to Malfoy eh? I could have sworn we were in first name basis just a few moments ago. Well, whatever makes you sleep at night Sweetheart. There's nothing more fascinating than a woman in denial." he rested his elbow on the desk and stared at her as though she was an unidentified creature on exhibit that required more thesis and research.
"Like hell I am. I thought we could come to a mutual agreement but I guess you're not interested." she sneered, "I also thought you were smart Draco. Tell me how does it feel knowing that the fate of your father lies in your hands."
At the mention of his father, it brought Draco back to the reality of his problem. He let out a deep sigh and stood up from his desk. He walked right up to her and stood very close. So close that she could hear the sound of his breath against her cheeks. He leaned down to her ears and sternly said, "You have 48 hours to bring this lawyer to me."
"48 hours? But that's impossible!" Astoria retorted, felt strongly taken aback by his new demand.
"48 hours, or your father will received a rather lovely letter from me." He reached over for the folded piece of parchment and waved it in her face. "Do I make myself clear, Sweetheart?" he said with a final deadpan tone.
"I can't make it happen..." she insisted firmly.
"Oh, I trust you will. And after that, I would like to meet him at Hog's Head this Saturday. You will accompany me of course." he replied blithely.
"Hog's Head? That dingy place?" she asked with abhorrence, starting to feel uncomfortable with how close his body was to her. Draco sensed the tension in her and boldly teased a lock of raven curls near her cheek. He spun it around his finger, taking his time to feel the softness of her hair.
"Yes Sweetheart, it wouldn't be smart to draw any attention." He replied, eyes distracted on the hair which was wrapped his finger exquisitely. As she was about to step away from him, he quickly tightened his hold and smirked even more when she stopped mid-way. He felt pleasure seeing how he had trapped her with just one finger and she knew moving back would only rip her hair out. But she still stood in front of him, disobedience written on her face.
"Fine. Whatever. Just remember Malfoy, this is the one and only time I will ever help you." Astoria said flatly, staring viciously in his eyes. Draco, feeling satisfied, gradually untwined his finger from her hair and clasped her shoulders heartily.
"Don't worry Sweetheart, next time I'll bring you to Madam Puddifoot if you're a good girl and listen to what I say." he replied lecherously. Astoria scoffed and roughly pushed him out of her way. Not wanting to stick around listening to his perverse sentiments, she proceeded to walk towards the door. But he quickly stopped her.
"Not so fast." Draco said tersely, grabbing hold of her arm.
"Let me go." Astoria gritted through her teeth. Draco throatily laughed at her attempt to free herself from him and pulled her close again.
"You haven't told me anything about this lawyer of yours. And how am I suppose to know if he's competent enough for me." he murmured, his lips just a breath away from her neck. She bit her lower lip and looked up at him.
"He's name is Anthony de Foix. He used to be me and my sister's tutor before Hogwarts. At the same time, he was my grandmother's attorney." she explained.
"Frenchman?" Draco asked as his hand came up to cup her neck. Astoria shuddered a little under the light touch despite her best efforts and closed her eyes.
"Yes." she whispered, feeling him tilting her head up as his fingers went down the length of her neck, stopping at her collar bone. She opened her heavy lidded eyes and gazed over his face. Noticing features she never saw before. Like a tiny freckle on his chin near his lower lip, the bags under his eyes, a few moles on his right temple and the colour of his hair roots. Wondering how someone with a black heart produced such fair hair.
"What did he teach you as a tutor?"
"Basic Charms and transfiguration. Sometimes Astronomy. And of course, French." she answered.
"I see. Maybe he can teach me some French." Draco mused.
"The only French that you need to know is 'mal foi'. And it means 'bad faith'. Just like how I don't trust you because only a fool would." she spat and frowned at him.
"That hurts." he gave a childish pout.
"Good, I hope it does." she snapped back childishly. Draco shook his head and loudly exhaled a sigh of tiredness. He slowly paced around the room before settling down at the leather sofa by the fireplace. The room became so silent that she could hear the echo made by the sound of his black Derby shoes. He leaned forward and rested his elbows on his knee, lacing his fingers in front of his mouth as he stared straight in front of him.
"You know my feelings are real, Astoria. As real as those written in the letters I sent to you. Why is it so hard for you to embrace it?" he asked dejectedly, looking up at her with sad yearning eyes.
Astoria was stunned at that moment, not knowing what to say to him. He truly caught her off guard. Should she be blunt or should she just let him down gently? Her hands started to turn cold and she could feel her icy wall slowly being broken down by his sudden display of vulnerability. Astoria knew she had to leave immediately.
"It's getting late Mr Malfoy. I have to go." she replied calmly, turning her back and made her way back to her dormitory, feeling suddenly ill.
"Remember Sweetheart, 48 hours." he reminded her but the only reply he received was the loud slamming of his door.
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Astoria placed down The Daily Prophet, feeling nauseated just by reading the striking bold headline on the cover of the tabloid. It baffled her mind how the reporters could find out about just when it was broke to Draco less than 24 hours ago. She couldn't help but wondered how Draco must be feeling at that moment. It was humiliating for anyone to deal private matters so publicly. She thought over their conversation last night, how she quickly fled when he started to talk about his feelings and asked about hers.
It really did made her uncomfortable for she was not used to boys like Draco Malfoy being attracted to her, it felt...weird. She will always doubt how sincere Draco's feelings were of her since the beginning and it made her unable to differentiate what was real and what wasn't. And it made her even more frustrated when she couldn't sleep after she got in her bed, thinking of him endlessly. She looked down at the article in front of her, lightly tracing the name 'MALFOY' when dawned on her that she had to urgently send 2 letters by today if she was going to help Draco and let her father keep his job. Jules took a seat beside her and picked up the newspaper.
"Lucius Malfoy Back For Trial" he read out dramatically, laughing to himself. "Who knows maybe the Ministry can finally put him back in Azkaban this time."
Astoria grabbed the newspaper out of his hands and let out a frustrated sigh.
"This is not funny Jules." she scolded him, folding back the crumpled newspaper. Jules frowned and questioned her drastic mood swing but quickly banished the thought, thinking maybe she was being a girl. Astoria looked around the hall and noticed how some Gryffindors were delighted reading what was written in the tabloid, she could even heard a few of them hurling insults left and right when they saw the unfortunate news. Feeling a tug at her chest, she picked up her schoolbag and got up.
"Wait! Where are you going?" Jules called out but she kept on running, never looking back.
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Astoria slowed down as she neared his chamber and saw a few wizards, Ministry Officials no doubt, walking out of his chamber door with such solemn faces. She recognized one of them as Elphias Doge. Elphias Doge was an acquaintance of her father and she had met him on several occasions during social events. Astoria wasn't fond of the greying old man with a wheezy voice. He had always suspected her parents for being involved with Death Eaters activities despite proving those accusations were false. Astoria remembered how he went up to her father and started his pointing finger to him, rambling on and on about Pureblood being Death Eaters. It got so outrageous that her family had no choice but to leave early that fine evening.
"Miss Greengrass, what are you doing here?" Mr Doge asked, looking suspiciously down at her.
"I came here to speak with Governor Malfoy." she replied shortly. Elphias Doge scoffed, looking at the small girl in front of him.
"What does a silly girl like you have to say to him?" he incoherently said and walked away with the other officials. Astoria frowned but quickly dismissed his insinuation. She quietly walked to the opened door and saw Malfoy leaning his elbow against the mantel of the fireplace with his face in hand. She carefully gave two knocks on the door, indicating her presence.
"Mr Malfoy." she said clearly, which made him turned around. He told her to close the door; his face looked even more stress than before. His grey eyes were glassy with unshed tears and skin so pale. It became obvious to her that he had not been taking care of himself for a while now and it was starting to affect him emotionally. Without uttering a single word or another thought, Astoria placed her schoolbag down on the leather sofa and gently placed her hand at his back. She rubbed her hand up and down like she would soothe an ailing child in the Hospital Wing. Draco took one final deep breath before he finally hit rock bottom. He let out a heart wrenching sob before crying silently, his back still against her, his pride did not want her to see his tears soaked face.
"It's going to be okay." she said awkwardly, not knowing how to comfort him. Draco quickly wiped his face and cleared his throat, trying to get a hold on himself. He walked back to his desk and picked up a few parchments, staring at them.
"Do you know what this is?" he stonily asked while holding the opened letters up to her. "These are court papers. The ministry has set a date for my father's hearing at Wizengamot. They wanted to send it personally to me. No doubt enjoy rubbing it in my face." he said bitterly, slamming the parchments down. Astoria flinched at his callous behaviour. She had witness this at the pub where they had their first meeting and reminded herself that she should never forget it.
"You shouldn't mind what Doge said. He's a jackass." she said bluntly, giving him a small assuring smile. He chuckled at her remark of that old man who came into his room, unannounced with other officials and shoved the papers smugly to his face. If it weren't for his self control, he would have pulverized the old geezer with his fist.
"And you know because..?" he trailed off.
"Personal experience." she said, shrugged her shoulders.
"So what brought you here? I assumed after last night, you won't be back." he leaned against the desk, crossing his arm. He looked at her intently in suspense, noticing her face dropped. A part of him hoped that it was because she cared but he knew that was highly impossible. He knew there was something that was holding her back. And the question was, what was it.
"I came because I want to tell you that I'm sending letters to both my grandmother and Anthony later during lunch break." she replied. Draco closed in the distance between them while keeping hold of their gaze.
"And?" he asked, low and dangerous. Tracing her jaw with a single finger, lightly as a moth's wing. Astoria knew what he was up to. He was going to push her to the edge until she gave him the answers that he solely desired. She rather took a thousand of each Unforgivable curse than tell him what he wanted to hear. She just won't allow it.
"And I will tell them about you and it is urgent that we all meet at Hog's Head at 2pm." she continued, her breath caught in her throat.
"Good. Failure is not an option and Time is a luxury I cannot afford." he said firmly, "Don't. Screw this up. Because if you do-" he rose his finger, pointing threateningly in her face.
"I know. My father's job is on the line. Merlin, you don't have to remind me a million times." She snapped.
"Good to know that you're obedient." he smirked, patting her head affectionately as though she was his pet. Astoria smacked his hand away forcefully, glaring at his rude gesture.
"So, when's the date?" she cleared her throat, crossing her arms over her chest. Draco cocked his head, eyes averted to the ceiling philosophically as if he was trying to remember.
"Date? Darling, if we had plan a date, I would have remember." he teased.
"Not that you perv. I meant when is your father's trial?" She corrected herself, being to feel irritated by him.
"9 days from now. I have to take an early leave on next week." he replied with all seriousness.
"Oh." she mumbled.
"Disappointed? I know, I'll miss you too."
"No." she quickly denied, "I just didn't realize its so soon." she explained.
"Well you better believe it." he sniped, "You know Sweetheart, when all else fails, if I'm going down, I'm afraid that I'll have to take you with me."
"What do you mean by that Malfoy?" she growled. Draco ignored the anger in her voice, casually took out his pocket watch from the front pocket of his trousers and flipped the lid open, pretending to check the time.
"No time to talk my dear. I believe its best that you get going. Knowing how important it is to you to be 100% punctual for all your classes." he said snidely.
Astoria arched her brow at his lame attempt of ending their conversation with that new lingering threat. Astoria couldn't believe that he would plan something even more worse than firing her father. She knew he had his sources and who knew what other information he had on her family. She just won't allow it to happen.
"Then, I'll better be on my way." she huffed, snatching her bag from the sofa and walked towards the door. She suddenly stopped and turned around, walking back to him.
"You know, if you wanted me to say that I came here because I was worried about you. It's true." she said softly, looking at him straight in his eyes. She gently cupped his face, parting his lips with her thumb.
"I really do want to help you. So please, don't make it harder for me than it had already is." she implored, her eyes filled with sincerity. Draco nodded, not trusting himself to speak because every single time she showed him her affection, it left him breathless. Astoria gave him a weak smiled and kissed his cheek, so very close to his mouth.
"Thank you Draco. And if you ever need a friend, I'm here." she murmured and finally made her way to her first class.
Astoria closed the heavy door behind her and let out a cry, feeling disgusted with herself. She never thought there would come a day that she would fall for a guy like Draco, only to realize she had no choice but to manipulate both of them for a greater cause. Deep in her heart, she knew he wasn't hers to claim in the first place but she won't deny nor admit that there was something that drew her to him. Draco Malfoy was a forbidden territory which she shouldn't have gotten into. Most of all, she felt that she wasn't good enough for a well-established man like him despite his unfortunate circumstances. He had Pansy as his future and Jade as his 'snack in between meals'. So where did Draco placed her? She did not know.
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Chère Grand-mère,
Comment allez-vous? I hope everything is well in France. I wish I could say the same here though. To be honest, my friend is in need of help and only you and Tony could get him out of this mess. He's name is Draco Malfoy and I'm sure you must have heard of him. He is in need of legal aid and wishes to meet Tony at Hog's Head, 2pm tomorrow.
I am truly sorry that this seems last minute but it is very urgent and I apologize. Please do not tell mother or father for I know they would not approve of my friendship with Draco.
He is not what they claimed him to be Grand-mère. He is a boy who carries the weight of his father's sins on his shoulders with no one to turn to.
So please write back to me as soon as you receive this letter. I have written a letter to Tony as well in regard to this.
Your loving grand daughter,
Astoria
She read and re-read the letter she wrote before folding them into envelopes. Honestly, Astoria was not sure her plan would fall through. Draco was crazy to think she could just ask her grandmother and Tony to apparate from France to England at the last minute. But she won't know until she tried. She placed the letters in her bag when she saw Jules coming down the stairs where they had always met before lunch.
"Hey." Jules greeted with downcast eyes.
"Jules, if you don't mind, I need to send my grandmother a letter first before getting some lunch. It's very urgent." she explained.
"Sure, no problem." he replied, fidgeting on the spot.
"What's wrong?" she asked, grabbing hold of his trembling hand. "Oh my god, you're cold as ice."
"It's that time of the month again. It's been getting more frequent for some reason. And I ran out of Blood-flavoured lollipop this morning."
"Merlin, why didn't you tell me?" she nagged. Astoria pulled him around the corner, looking left and right before reaching into her bag and whipped out 3 sticks of the red velvet candy, handing it over to him. "Here."
"You have some?" he exclaimed, marvelled by her resourcefulness. He unwrapped the candy and shoved it quickly in his mouth, moaning in delight as the irony taste quenched his thirst.
"Yes, in case of emergencies like this." she replied, taking the wrapper from him and shoved it in the pocket of her robes. Jules told her before that they had to be careful and discarding any evidences that would like him as part-vampire. Only the Headmistress and teachers were aware of his condition and they believed it was best to keep it a secret from the other students and the governors. Astoria heard Hogwarts once had a student who was a Werewolf, so why can't Jules have the same right?
"So what happened to you this morning?" he asked, the colours slowly returning back to his face as they walked to the Owlery. Astoria stopped in her track and looked up to her best friend.
"I have to tell you something." she said softly. Astoria felt that Jules had the right to know about everything going on between Malfoy and her. There was no point keeping it as a secret for he would eventually find out. Jules studied her face, eyes filled with distress and helplessness.
"What is it? It can't be that bad, right?" he said, placing a comforting hand on her shoulder as they continued walking.
"Let's just say that I was stupid enough to strike a deal with the Devil." she said.
"Astoria, I don't understand what are you saying." he asked again, confused by her riddle. She looked back at him with hesitation in mind and contemplated on letting someone other than Malfoy or herself knew about their situation.
"It's nothing." she replied rather too quickly, decided that she didn't want Jules to be troubled by the mistake she made. Astoria berated herself mentally, thinking what was wrong with her last night. If only she did not have to be a busybody and investigate the room, she wouldn't have 'bumped into' Malfoy. It was all her fault.
"Does it have something to do with Draco Malfoy?" Jules asked inquisitively.
"What makes you think its something to do with him?" she answered nonchalantly.
"Because my dear friend, you blasted right out of the Hall this morning immediately after you read the article about his father. Surely my deductive skills are very accurate, are they not?"
"You're the Ravenclaw, you tell me." Astoria smirked, as they walked towards from the main building of the school to the west tower where the Owlery was.
"Well whatever it is, promise me you won't let Malfoy force you into doing things you might regret or can potentially bring harm to you or anyone else."
"I wish I could make that promise Jules." she murmured
"My God, you're not in love with him...are you?" he asked. Astoria eyes widened in surprise and scoffed loudly.
"OH MY GOD! I can't believe you're actually asking me this." raising her hands defensively.
"Well, are you?" he asked again, causing her to let out a heavy sigh.
"Even if I were to develop feelings for that insufferable cockroach, which I obviously don't, I can't act or show it."
"And why not?" Jules frowned, unable to understand another riddle of hers.
"Because...because he has someone else in his life already. Not to mention 2 'someone's" Astoria replied, holding up 2 fingers.
"He has another girlfriend besides Pansy? Well, what does she look like?" he asked with curiosity, never thought of Malfoy having the tendency of womanizing.
"Green eyes, tall, skinny and long brown hair all down her back. She's a model. I mean, what's so special about that?" Astoria said sourly.
"Are you jealous?" Jules laughed.
"Like hell I am." she snapped, but realized how sharp her voice was and quickly toned down. "Why would I be jealous of that...slut.." she said, rolling her eyes.
"Oh Astoria"
"Tell me, what makes her or Pansy better than me?" she asked slowly, as they went up the steps leading to the Owlery.
"Hmmm...Ever heard about the apple tree theory?" Jules mused.
"Apple tree theory? What's that?" she sceptically asked.
"Well think of it this way. Imagine all the girls are apples and the guys are like the pickers. So meteorically, the best 'apples' are at the top of the tree and some boys don't want to get up on their arse and climb the tree to get the best ones because they are either lazy or they're afraid of falling and getting hurt. So instead, they just go for the rotten apples fallen on the ground, which aren't as tasty but easy to get. So sadly, the apples at the top assume that something is wrong with them but in fact they are perfectly fine."
"So what happens to the 'apples at the top'?" she laughed, amused but his far-fetched thesis.
"Well, they just have to wait for the right 'picker' who has the balls to climb his way to the top and get his 'best apple'."
Astoria shook her head trying to digest what Jules just said. They smelt the horrendous odour of owls' excretes and she quickly covered her nose in disgust.
"Where in the world do you get this idea from?" she asked, her voiced muffled.
"Oh, I overheard my Muggle neighbour said it once." he said jokingly, which made Astoria giggled.
"Right, but I'm sure I'll have to wait a billion years for that 'right picker'." She replied with bitter sarcasm as they walked towards two Express Owl. Astoria took out the letters from her bag, giving to each bird between their beaks. After giving them specific instructions, the 2 snowy white owls flew off into the greying blue sky.
"Well come on Astoria, you're not that bad looking. Where's that confident girl I know?" he urged her.
"Confident? Please Jules, look at me. The only good thing about me is my brain. Some guys find that quite a turn-off. Most of them want women who are either submissive or physically attractive. I'm neither of those."
"Come on, we're talking about Draco Malfoy here. Since when does he has standard?"
"You're right. Never in a million years will Malfoy ever be that 'picker'." Astoria sighed as they turned to leave the pungent room.
"Trust me, you deserve someone better than Malfoy." he clasped her hand on her shoulder, giving it a light shake.
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Minutes ticked into the night and Astoria grew even more anxious waiting for her grandmother's reply. She grew restless waiting in her room and finally decided to head to the Library for a study revision. She had already completed all her weekend homework but seeing how studying helped to calm her nerves and keep her mind off her problems, it was like therapy. Astoria opened her chest that was placed at the foot of her bed, taking out her notes when she heard pecking noises outside of her dormitory window. Her heart jumped with excitement and rushed over to unlock the window, letting the same snowy owl in. The feather creature hooted lowly as Astoria gently took the letter from it.
"You poor thing." she cooed, stroking its head and proceeded to read the letter.
Astoria,
After much discussion with your grandmother, we have agreed to meet with Mr Malfoy at the time and place he requested. I must congratulate your sheer luck that I had a clear schedule for this and next week. By legal aid, I'm sure you meant that I am to be taken as his lawyer for Lucius Malfoy's case. I will apparate to my apartment in London first before heading to Hogsmeade. As for your grandmother, she will travel via portkey directly to Hog's Head. See you tomorrow.
Tony
Astoria jumped in happiness and relief. She clutched the letter to her chest and took a deep breath. With one last letter addressed to Malfoy, she placed back her books into the chest and changed into her most comfortable nightgown. For tonight, she will be able to sleep peacefully.
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"Mmm..Draco, don't stop." the brunette moaned lustfully as he pulled away from her when he saw an owl perched on his window sill carrying a letter. His senses were numbed and his thoughts were muted. How odd it was when Jade kissed his lips, he tasted Astoria's mouth. Draco got off his bed and pulled on back his wrinkled shirt.
"You shouldn't even be here." he said in annoyance, looking back at the half-naked and dishevelled harlot on his bed as he took the letter from the owl. Jade gave him a sexy smirk and climbed off, swaying her hips as she walked behind him.
"But, didn't you ask me to come?" She said huskily, running her hand up his chest but he caught it roughly.
"Leave." he snarled coldly without looking at her. No another word, Jade slipped on her black dress and flooed out of his chamber. Draco turned his attention back to the letter in hand and smiled endearingly at his name written in her handwriting, flipping open the folded parchment.
Tony replied. Tomorrow, Hog's Head at 2pm. I'll meet you there.
- Astoria
ps: Please give the owl some water, its weary from flying all the way to France and back.
Draco laughed darkly in triumph. He knew she could pull it off and he had no doubt about it. Phase 1 was completed. Now the real challenge begins from this moment onwards.
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Sorry for the late update. And thank you for reading. :)