A/N: Hey y'all! Lol I feel American now :P lol sorry if I offended any of you! I don't mean to! Anyway so Shell cowrote the chaptr again. I HOPE YOU LIKE IT! And don't get confuzzled cause the chappie begins weird... you'll get it later! ENJOY! I worked hard (and so did Shell) and thanks to my wonderful beta...: crazycakes91!
I let myself into Michelle's new house with a copy of her key she gave me. Draco followed behind me, looking bored and tired as I led him up the winding staircase to my friend's room. I stood outside the massive double-doors, listening for any sounds that I would definitely not want to walk in on. The door swung open silently with a light push. The dark blue curtains hung from the four-poster bed were tied open, leaving a clear view of Michelle and Charlie, fast asleep in each other's arms. I smiled to myself at how peaceful the couple seemed. I almost didn't want to wake her. Too many sleepovers and twice as many bruises had proven that Michelle was very violent when woken up. I stepped closer to the bedside.
'You might want to stay back for this.' I warned Draco. He raised his eyebrow and I reached out a hand and shook Michelle's shoulder lightly. 'Meesha? Shelly, it's time to wake up.' Her brow creased into a frown and she grumbled a bit. I shook her shoulder again. Her fist swung up with a loud groan and I ducked to avoid getting hit.
'Get up!' Draco yelled loudly. Charlie and Michelle sat up abruptly, breathing fast.
'What the hell are you doing in here?' Charlie yelled loudly. I bit my lip.
'Michelle has to come help us get ready for Vivi's wedding.' Michelle looked around groggily and promptly vomited on my shoes. Tears were running down her cheeks. Charlie bit back his laughter and held her closer to his chest, stroking her blonde hair and rocking her back and forth.
'Fuck my life.' She sobbed. 'This is fucking bullshit.'
'Are you kidding me?' Draco said angrily. 'I finally get her into something decent and you puke all over it?'
'Gee thanks.' I mutter under my breath.
'Shut up, Draco!' Michelle yelled. 'She's gonna be throwing up on you next week!' I quit laughing for a moment as the words register. 'Excuse me?' Draco and I say at the same time. Michelle freezes.. Her mouth framing the word 'oops'.
'Nothing!' She jumps out of her bed and runs into the bathroom, slamming it behind her. Charlie sits there awkwardly, staring at us.
'Uh, can I get you guys anything? Coffee? Tea?' He says uneasily. Draco clears his throat and averts his eyes.
'Uh, yeah sure. A coffee would be great.' Charlie slips a t-shirt over his muscled abs and walks down to his kitchen in his boxers. Draco sends me an embarrassed glance and follows him down. I walk around the bed to the bathroom, chewing the inside of my cheek. 'Michelle?'
'Sorry, I'm busy! Please leave a message!' She calls nervously.
'Let me in.' I tell her. The lock clicks back and the door opens. Michelle's blue eyes peek out, looking like a child about to be chastised.
'Can I come in, sweetie?' I ask politely. She opens the door wider and lets me into her large bathroom. I sit on the edge of the polished white marble of her bathtub and look at her until she tells me.
'You're pregnant, Face.' She tells me. My mouth drops open for a long moment and I stand like that, staring into space, trying to process what I've just heard. Michelle goes about her business, brushing her teeth and hair and washing her face while I stare at the spot where she was just standing. She leaves me for a moment to get dressed and comes back wearing a brightly coloured v-neck dress in prominent pinks and greens, beaded with silver seed-beads along its neckline. Michelle slides her back down the wall and sits on the floor, staring at me until I find my voice.
'A baby?' I say my mouth dry. She smiles and nods at me. I finally understand her strange behaviour from the day before.
"No problem... now about that thing that I needed to tell you, it's something that I saw clearly in my mind, from the future, it's about you and Draco... do you still want to know?" "Duh!" I say impatiently. She has me so curious I barely hear Draco muttering irritably about my best friend. 'Spill!' Michelle hesitates a few excruciating minutes.
"Uh, never mind." She stutters, blushing as she glares at the ground. "I shouldn't have mentioned it. You'll find out soon enough anyhow."
"Michelle!" I protest but she raises her hand. I sigh and recognize a lost cause. When Michelle decides that something is a secret, it will stay secret. She has a resolve of steel. Except when it comes to chocolate... Hmm... Evil Plan is hatching... Merlin, Draco is rubbing off on me.
The digital clock next to her sink flashes impatiently and we both look at it, thoughts milling about our heads.
'Uhm, Face, don't we have somewhere to be?' Once my brain has finally understood the flashing numbers, my head clears, pushing every thought of babies from my head.
'SHIT!' I leap up and bound down the stairs where Draco is just sitting down to a steaming cup of coffee. 'We'll be back!' I call over to him and Charlie and drag Michelle out the door, only pausing to snatch up my shoes from the entrance.
I grip the leather armrests of Michelle's car with my eyes shut tight. Michelle was bobbing her head along to a muggle song by someone named Demi Lovato that was blasting from the radio. She's singing along to the music at the top of her lungs while the car swerves from one lane of the road to the other.
'AND I JUUUST RAAAN OUT! OF BAND-AIDS!' Michelle sang into my ear. Badly. Ow. 'I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO START! CAUSE YOU CAN BAANDAAGE THE DAAMAAAGE! BUT YOU NEVER CAN FIX A HEART!' I feel her slowing down a little bit and relinquish my death grip on the armrests one finger at a time, feeling as if my hands had been soldered to the leather. She turned abruptly, throwing me into the car door and giving me a bruise. I peel my eyes open, feeling a headache coming on from having had them squinted shut for so long. Michelle is already out of the car, closing her door with a loud bang and pulling the two crinkled plastic drycleaner's bags. In one, all of the men's suits were hung neatly, smelling of sweet lavender soap and flattening iron smoke. In the other, an assortment of knee-length purple halter dress hung, perfectly pressed and steamed, gleaming silk and cinched at the ribs with a darker purple ribbon. 'Gah! This would actually look good on me if I weren't pregnant!"
'You always look good, Meesha.' I roll my eyes as we mount the stairs to our apartments. 'And, for future reference, let Charlie do the driving from now on.' Michelle scowls at me and enters her apartment, calling out to Charlie. I chuckle to myself and keep walking up to our apartment where Draco is waiting for me with his breathtaking smile.
We finally arrive at the wedding-after arguing over the bathroom and settling on both using it, but it turned out to be a bit crammed- the first wedding that Draco and I are attending together as a husband and wife. The only other wedding that I've attended is Fleur and Bill's and that one was rudely interrupted by some goddamn Death Eaters. The club that Draco was in with his whole family...I shake my head to rid myself of these nasty thoughts, Draco had on a sexy black suit that clung well to his lean muscles with a pale blue tie, that- as cheesy as it sounds- brings out the blue in his misty gray eyes. You know what? I think Draco's eyes have different names: Silver specked in a deep pool of lightest blue, misty grey, kinda like the fog before a huge rainfall early in the morning or grey light blue with small specks of sapphire. Yeah. Lucky. I only have one: boring mud brown-
"Your eyes aren't muddy brown" said Draco's deep voice as he cut into my thoughts.
"Hey!" I blushed furiously. Did he hear everything? Oh no, he must've heard me fawning over him. "Don't invade the privacy of my thoughts!"
"Do you know how Legilamency (*) works?" He said coolly, before adding a small chuckle.
"Er... Well... I had some lessons... but you know Professor Snape," I said, "Gahh I have greasy hair and a crooked nose, my name is Snivellus, I was in love with your mother and you look so much like your dad- you know the douhebag that hated on you because you hung out with the girl that he wanted and because you were such a bitch- I'm going to hate on you for the beginning of your magical life and all throughout, but what you don't know is that I'm secretly protecting your life! But then I die..." I said imitating Snape in that slow nasal tone of his.
"You realize, that if Snape was here-" Draco began with chuckle.
"That I would be dead and still serving detention?" I continued.
"Hell yeah, you'd still serve it if you were dead,"
"Cause he hates me... I'm too much like my father," I said wrinkling my nose slightly. Don't get me wrong. If my mum's life was the Twilight book series, I'd be Team James, but sometimes, I'm too much like my father. My brother is all the way my mum, but me? I get stuck with my dad. He's a good guy... in the end. But well, he's a troublemaker. Always amusing himself with pranks at the price of others, luckily I have some of my mum in me so I recognize that it's wrong but otherwise... I'd be screwed. At least he was funny...
"Sorry that I'm interrupting that little debate in your head," Draco said.
"If you were really sorry you wouldn't do it," I stuck out my tongue.
Draco merely replied with a roll of his eyes.
"So, tell me Draco, how does Legilemancy work?"
"Well it's fairly complex," he started, "you can read the thoughts of those around you. Others learn to keep them hidden and others are just so big you can't help but pick up on them. Like yours. Yours shines so bloody brightly it's hard to not look, it's as if they're calling. Sometimes yours are quieter, harder to pick through, but other times they beg to be heard, like moments like these,"
"Oh," I said quietly.
"Your eyes aren't muddy brown, Faith." Draco said after a silent moment passed between us. "They're a beautiful mix of different shades; deep milk chocolate, caramel brown- there's only a bit of that one- and a deep auburn, that when you get enraged shine through more prominently. I love your eyes."
I smile as I feel the intense red blush heat my cheeks. I drop my eyes to my new shoes- you know, not the ones that Michelle barfed on.
"Well you already know what I think about your eyes,"
"Yes, it's quite a compliment from you, isn't it?" he smiled.
"You bet your damn French Villa," I teased.
"Did you enjoy our brief honeymoon?" He said before muttering the next part under his breath, "All too brief to my liking,"
"And how long would you've liked to stay, Mr. Malfoy?" I said formally.
"Does forever count as a deadline?"
"I wish, otherwise I wouldn't have millions of essays to do for school. You'd think that they'd let us scrape through Muggle Week, but no... we have to do magical homework.
"Faith, you realize that we can't exactly use those terms flippantly in case of any you know what detections,"
"Yeah, and speaking in code won't raise any suspicion," I snorted.
"It's better than using those terms,"
"Oh would you quit it?" I sighed. "It's a church,"
"Yes, it's a you know what church!"
"Yes, Draco, yes it is a MUGGLE church,"
Draco retorted with another eye roll and he added a sigh in there for good measure, he dragged me to one of the pews and we sat, waiting for the wedding to commence.
I take out my mobile from my new purse- Draco bought me a whole new wardrobe... again- and unlock it. I send a few quick WHERE R U's to Hanna, Ron, Ginny, Harry, Danica, George, Hermione, Blaise, Luna and Neville.
"Faith! Really? We're in a church... have some respect!" Draco scolded while I dropped my phone back into my bag.
This time I got to roll my eyes at the blonde. "Do you really believe in God? Did you know that they tried to burn supposed witches?" I don't really think I'm helping Draco's perception on Muggles... oops.
"Really?" Draco's eyes widened.
"Yes... we learnt this in our second year... we had to do this as homework in the summer before our third at Hogwarts,"
"You know what? Sometimes I think you have a life, but when you say things like that... I really do think you have none and you're exactly like Hermione Granger.
"Draco!" I exclaimed as I backhanded his chest... unfortunately it felt like rock, so I quickly bring my hand to cradle to my chest.
"What did I say about behaving in a church?" he hissed.
"God, sometimes I feel like you aspire to be my parent," I snorted.
Bzz bzzz bzzz bzz
"Oooh! A text!" I said as I fished out my new awesome cell phone from my bag. I could tell- without looking at Draco- that he had rolled his eyes again. Whatever. I slide open the sleek metallic phone and see that all my friends replied with a ALMOST THERE.
"Where's Michelle?" said Charlie as he came out from nowhere and sat down beside me. "You know you should really turn that off,"
"Finally! A man with good common sense and values!" Draco whispered gratefully.
"Michelle is helping Vivi back there," I pointed behind a door. Charlie started towards there but I pulled his arm down and his bum fell back onto the wooden pew. "She doesn't want anyone to bother her,"
"Er... okay," Charlie replied. "I like your dress by the way,"
Michelle really does know how to pick 'em.
"Thank you," I beamed. I was wearing a beautiful midnight blue Queen Ann neckline that flew down to cut at my knees. My hair was teased into a French twist, a few strands fell delicately into my face, partly covering a small fraction of my long lashed muddy brown- no sorry- caramel and milk chocolate mixed with deep auburn almond shaped eyes.
"Anytime Faith," Charlie smiled. Charlie's so nice! A bit too nice to my liking but he'd be an awesome brother... wait he will be! And only in a week's time! Wait! That means Michelle and I will be sisters! Yay!
I heard a soft chuckle float from Draco.
"Stop reading me!" I said, bunching my eyebrows together and forming my mouth in a small closed o.
"Nice frowny face, Face," said Michelle. Hmm she must've snuck through the door to have a quick chat with Charlie before the ceremony.
"Thanks, I've worked on it for awhile,"
"Yeah... on me!" Draco protested with his own scowl.
"Well knowing Face, you probably did something so little and she blew it up... but knowing you... well you probably were a jerk, like you normally are," Michelle looped her pale arms around Charlie's neck lovingly.
Draco snorted, "Why do you call Faith: Face?" Haha! He totally ignored her provocative jab.
"Cause when you say Faith's name with an s at the end it sounds like Face," Michelle explained rapidly, before making quite a few rapid glances around the church, "Is Neeka here yet?"
"Course I am, darling!" Came Danica's loud booming voice. She strutted up to Michelle in a deep purple dress that descended to her calves and had a bateau neckline. George followed with a deeper purple-almost black- suit and a purple tie that matches Danica's dress.
"Alright well it's going to start soon so... I have to depart you! I know you will all miss me dearly, but do not fret! We will be reunited soon, old friends!" she giggled before briefly kissing Charlie. She walked gracefully to the door before disappearing behind it. She then came back muttering under her breath about why she was kicked out for a few minutes... I didn't really pay attention.
"Freak..." Draco muttered under his breath, but Charlie and I overheard. Draco deserved himself another backhand to the chest from me and a dirty glare from Charlie. Unfortunately Charlie didn't get to savour the feel of glaring someone because we were shortly interrupted by Ginny and Harry, Hermione sand Blaise, Luna and Neville and Hanna and Ron. Ginny was wearing an ivy green empire waist knee length dress, it made her blazing red hair look even more livid, Harry wore a black suit and a tie that matched Ginny's dress, it brought out the emerald in his eyes. Hermione was wearing a scoop neck soft pastel pink flouncy knee high dress and I'm surprised to say, she got Blaise to wear a tie that matched her dress... I need a picture of this. Her hair was cut and shoulder length, it had soft curls that framed her pretty face. Luna wore her hair down with a very open V neck and open backed sleek yellow dress that descended to her ankles- mermaid style. Neville had followed in the footsteps of the other guys, his tie a bright happy yellow with a black suit. Hanna was wearing a royal blue strapless sweetheart above knee dress with a ruched bow, her hair up in an extravagant looking bun that looked complex to do, Ron was wearing a navy blue suit with a royal blue tie. They all matched! Cuuute!
They all scuttled in to us, we all caught up on what we missed the last few hours. Draco, Michelle, Charlie and I after we bought what we needed- for me, to Draco's standards, that consisted of a mobile phone, a shared car and a whole new, and if I do say so myself, stylish wardrobe that I agreed with- we left Michelle and Charlie to take they're nap while we put away the rest of the groceries and worked on our homework.
"Excuse me," said a nasally voice from the pew in front of us. We all turned our undivided attention towards it. "You all are being very loud and disrespectful... especially you, you little Mudblood," sneered Pansy to Hermione, Blaise drew Hermione closer to his chest; Pansy was wearing an extremely low scoop neckline with sleeves that attached to her turquoise gown. "Come and sit with us," she purred to Blaise as she patted the spot next to her. Percy, who was on her other side, frowned deeply.
"I'm great sitting over here," he said, his eyes shone with protectiveness and a sharp warning.
"But you'll get a much better view," pressed Pansy while lowering her torso to expose her huge amount of overloading cleavage.
"No thanks," Blaise shook his head," I've got the best view right here," Blaise and Hermione exchanged a secretive smile. Ohoho! They've probably done some pretty explorative stuff...
"What about you, Draco?" Pansy turned her oversized boobs to us. I felt myself automatically grip Draco's arm tighter.
Draco's face was as impassive and stoic as a statue's. "No thanks, Pansy, I don't want any cheap sex,"
My mouth instantly stood agape as I glanced from face to face. I see reactions that mimic my own, except for Blaise and Michelle's both looks immensely contrasted each other. Blaise was calm, his face set like stone, a slight hint of amusement danced in his dark almost-black- eyes. On the other hand, Michelle's eyes were bigger than the sun itself and her blue eyes kept darting around to see the other reaction of people.
"Shawg," Michelle finally said – which was totally unlike her FYI – cutting through the empty and awkward silence that blanketed us like the heavy snow on Christmas.
"What does that mean?" inquired Ginny, her brown eyes alive with curiosity.
"It's a new word that Renee said the other day," Michelle sated with a smile.
"Okay, who the hell is Renee?" Draco said angrily.
"Haven't you met her?" Michelle retorted with a raised brow.
"Er... obviously he hasn't, seeing as he's asking about her," Hanna said cheekily.
"Renee is one of our Muggle friends," Michelle said, ignoring Hanna's witty remark.
"Is she at the wedding?" Draco said as he swivelled around in his seat.
"Turn back around, Draco, she isn't here," I said as I patted his knee.
"How come I've never met this Renee character?" Draco asked with a suspicious eye, "Is she real?"
"Well, I'm sorry Draco, that you have such an enormous ego that you don't realize that there are such things as Muggles," I replied.
"No no! I didn't mean that! I meant is Renee real? Are you during sure she isn't a witch?"
"I don't know... she might be... we met her in France our holidays,"
"So you're saying she could've gone to Beauxbaton?"
"Precisely,"
"So she has a French accent?"
"No." I replied, "She originally is from England,"
"So she has a voice like ours, except she can speak French too," I replied in a flippant way, "Which is boss if you ask me,"
"Boss? I rather think your English Grammar needs correcting. A form of employment is not an adjective,"
"It is with the Muggle World, I got it from Renee!" I smiled brilliantly.
"Awesome possum," Michelle said, "Now both of you hush your mouths-"
But you know, considering how when Michelle wants something to happen, Karma decides to turn on her and interrupt her with a few people sliding into the pew behind us; Lavender, Seamus, Dean, Padma, Parvati, Terry, Ernie, Hannah, Michael and Susan. Michelle facepalmed herself as Lavender struck up a conversation with the other girls. I laughed under my breath as she glared in my direction before she got up and disappeared behind the door.
Finally the orchestra started playing the march and the murmurs quieted down to a low hush.
I leaned over and whispered into Draco's ear. "Aren't you supposed to be up there?"
"What?" Draco began with a dumbstruck look before realization crashed, "Oh shit!" and he sprinted headlong down the aisle, instigating chuckles that rose from the audience.
I watched as Draco stood tall and dignified. I stared at him, taking every glorious bit of him in. His sharp features with his great blue silvery eyes shining brightly in the candlelight that filled the church with a warm glow. For a second out eyes connected and he gave me a large smirk, then as quick as it came, h went back to a small smile; neutral look. Oh. Merlin. I have it bad for Draco Malfoy.
The procession started, first with Vivian's little cousin coming out with straight black hair and a pale blue dress, throwing pale rose petals in the air and cascading down on the red rug covered stone church floor. Then two lovely looking with the same cross between a heard and a circle face came out, I met one of them before; Lily Chen. Her hair was straight and soft that tumbled down to her shoulders, she was wearing the same purple dress as the girl next to her and Michelle. After the two bridesmaids, Michelle came out, slightly smiling, glancing at her feet sometimes to see if she was doing well and not falling over in those large heels. Michelle had a lavender flower threaded in her golden hair. She walked by us and shared a small, but extremely loving look with Charlie. It was so intimate, I felt like I was intruding. Finally Vivian steps out in the most gorgeous knee length pure white dress with long sheer off the shoulder sleeves that fit her arms like a glove. She was wearing a sapphire pendant and matching earrings with a beautiful Asian charm bracelet.
She takes her time – with her arm held by her father - walking up to the altar, everyone taking a gasp at how long and beautiful her cathedral length veil laced with small designs of flowers. At last she gets to the front of the church and is standing next to Theodore Nott. They smiled and when the priest asked if anyone had anything against this marriage and if not then forever hold their peace, I saw Vivi glare around the church, scaring anyone who would've gotten up to pieces. They exchanged vows peacefully and slipped the beautiful gold rings onto each other's slim fingers. They sealed the deal with a kiss and they began walking down the aisle again, together as one. Wow. They're married. They'll be together forever- marriage law states so- and they look so damn happy. Everything seems perfect. It feels like this wedding is actually united by love and not law. I wish mine was like that.
And with that thought... felt a tear slide down my cheek and land on my lap. Merlin. I wish my hair was out of this damn French twist so that it covered my tear stricken face... I wish Renee was here. She always knows what to say. I got up with the rest of the people and made my way out of the church. As soon as I was out I began running- badly mind you- and I found a tree and sat down, bringing my knees to my chest, wishing my marriage was not a complete sham and failure.
My body was racked with heavy sobs, coursing through me like waves; I didn't even hear the heavy footsteps that crunched on the dead leaves that had fallen on the ground.
"Faith?" said Draco's deep voice from behind the tree.
Oh Merlin... I don't want him to see that I've cried... well that I am crying.
"Faith? You forgot your purse in the you know what church,"
"Er... It's not Faith, you can go away now," I replied, trying to make my voice sound at least a tad bit normal... too bad I suck at masking things; my voice cracked in the middle of my sentence.
"Don't kid yourself, Faith, I know it's you," I felt his hand on my shoulder.
"If your here to bitch at me then go away, I don't feel like having my flaws- that I'm all too well aware of, for your information- shoved in my face,"
"I don't want to-"
"I'm sure," I replied, "You know what? Go ahead! Bitch at me! See if I care!"
"For Merlin's sake Faith, I-"
"No no! Go ahead! I'm giving you the time to bitch about me!" I interrupted him hysterically.
"FOR MERLIN'S SAKE, FAITH! I DON'T WANT TO BITCH AT YOU!"
"Oh," I replied, extremely shocked. "then why are you here?"
"I-" he began calmly.
"Faith? Are you okay?" asked Danica from behind the tree. "Hun? I was so worried, one moment you were there and then you weren't! I thought you had apparated... but I realized that you can't what with the Marriage Law and all so-"
"DANICA!" shouted Draco.
"What?" she demanded, her nice soft concerned gaze turned blazing angry.
Draco seemed taken back by her sudden mood change, "Are you pregnant? - Wait never mind that, it doesn't matter... Could you just give us a moment of privacy?"
"Why? So you can murder her? I don't think so!" she replied.
"Danica... could you please?"
"Wow! A Slytherin who actually knows the word please, do you actually know the definition?"
"Yes, I'm very well aware what the definition of please is, Danica,"
"You sure?" she smirked before turning back to me. "Are you okay, hun?"
"Yeah... yeah I'm fine, don't worry about me," I said, giving her a small smile, i hope she'd catch my message: I'll tell you later.
"Oh, Well I'll see you later then, and there better not be any trouble, got it Malfoy?" she said glaring at Malfoy.
"You can count on me," he said with raised arms in defeat.
Oh no. She put her hands on her hips, "The thing is, Malfoy, I can't count on the likes of you, you're such a-" she was cut of by one of my own glares, "What? It's true and you know it! Personally I'm surprised that he's survived your temper so far-"
"Danica!" Malfoy and I both said at once.
"What?"
"Don't you have to be somewhere?"
"Actually..." she retorted.
"I'll talk to you later, Danica," I smiled before I got up and hugged her. She hugged me back tightly before leaving.
"Geez... took her a long time to get the hint, she stupid or something?" Malfoy asked in a demeaning tone.
"Shut your face," I said, "Danica isn't stupid, she's just very cautious,"
"Okay okay! Just don't bitch at me!" he, again, raised his hands, palms forward, in defeat,
"Didn't you come here to bitch at me?" I sniffled.
"No!" he snapped, "What is it with me attracting stupid women?"
"Excuse me?" I said with both brows raised.
"I'm just saying... you're being pretty aloof sometimes..."
I glared at him intensely. "You know what? Fuck you. Again. Fuck. You !"
"What did I do this time, Miss I'm better than everyone else?"
"I've had enough!" I yelled while clutching at my head; ruining my perfect French twist.
I run to the car as fast as I can in my heels... but you know heels is no competition for dress shoes... so naturally he followed me. But I got to drive. So I drove as manically as I could. I finally got back to the apartment and slammed the door of the car. I decided not to bother with the damn stairs- it would ruin my dramatic exit do I took the stairs and finally arrived, panting, at the door to our apartment. I get in and see Draco lounging on the sofa, twirling his tie around his finger.
"Well hello there, Miss Melodramatic," he said sarcastically.
You're impossible!' I yelled.
'Yea well, so are you!' Draco yelled back. We glared at each other.
'Hold up!' Faith looks up at the author.
'What now, Faith?' The author asked impatiently.
'Why are we always fighting? Why do we have to glare? Can't we stare into each other's eyes lovingly or something?' Draco snorted, rocking his head back as he watched the proceedings. The author rolled her eyes irritably.
'Fine!' She brushed her fingers over the keyboard briefly.
They glared at each other lovingly.
'Happy now?' The author asked in a patronizing tone.
'Whatever.' Faith said and went back to her script.
I throw my hands up irritably.
'Just, get out, Draco!' He snatches his coat from the closet.
'I was leaving anyway!' Draco growls, slamming the door behind him.
Michelle's POV
A loud thumping sound emanates from the kitchen and I wake with a start. Charlie is sleeping soundly next to me, his arm draped over my shoulders protectively. I feel under the covers with my foot until I feel the warm skin of Charlie's leg. 'Charlie!' I hiss and kick him lightly. He wakes with a jump, stuttering about dragons. 'Wassapenning?' He blinks with disorientation, yawning widely. 'There's someone in the house!' Charlie suddenly sits alert, hearing the loud noises coming from downstairs. Throwing back the thick blue blanket, he leaps from the bed, landing silently on the balls of his feet. He grabs his broom from under our bed and holds it aloft as we creep down the stairs towards the noises that were rapidly growing louder. I snuck behind Charlie, peering over his shoulder with my blue eyes wide. A tall shirtless figure with short blond hair was passed out on the thick shag carpet of our living room, his face still wet with tears. I skirted around Charlie and approached Draco Malfoy's prong body. I crouched beside his head, staring into his face for a moment. I grabbed the wand that peeked out of his pocket and pointed it to his face. 'Aguamenti!' I said loudly. A jet of cold water spewed from the tip of the wand and Malfoy spluttered angrily, stumbling drunkenly over his words before breaking down in wracking sobs. After a few moments of this, I understood the gist of it.. He and Faith had had yet another fight and he'd been upset so he'd gotten trashed on firewhiskey and come here. 'Charlie, stay here with him for me? I'll go get Faith.' I sighed and slipped my housecoat over my thin tank top and pj bottoms. I crept up the stairs to Faith and Draco's apartment with bare feet and pounded on her front door.
Faith's POV
I woke to the sound of someone trying to break down the front door. I rolled over on my side, about to tell Draco to go answer when I noticed that I was alone in the bed. The memory of our argument came back to me in a rush, sending a bitter taste to my mouth. I clambered awkwardly from the bed, trying to smooth my bed head as I descended the stairs. I opened the door with a yawn. Michelle's fist was raised - the source of the incessant knocking on my door. "Hey." I say, trying not to be irritated with her. I glance at the clock above the mantle and see that it's just past midnight. I wonder where Draco is... "Your husband is passed out drunk on my living room floor." Michelle says dryly. Oh. That's where. 'Please fix it before he pukes on my brand new carpet!"