Written for the Singletons' problem event at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry. #7. When a friend plays matchmaker and tries to set you up on dates
Written for the 365 drabble day event at Hogwarts #28. Storm
Pairing: AndromedaLucius
Words: 450
The only man I want is the one I can never have
With a sigh, Andromeda entered the rather fancy looking restaurant. Slowly, she brushed her hands through her wet hair. Looking into the little mirror in the hallway, she noticed that the storm had indeed ruined her once so perfect hair style.
'Oh, well, I'm only meeting Bella so…'
Pushing the large oak door open, she handed her wet coat to the next waiter that came in her sight. "Miss Black, I suppose?" The elderly man asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Yes," Andromeda answered and rolled her eyes. "Would you mind leading me to my seat? I take it my sister has already reserved a table?"
The waiter once again pursed his lips and looked her up and down. Resisting the urge to curse out aloud, Andromeda just shrugged her shoulders. She knew that her appearance was not at all what was expected of her, but she couldn't change that now, could she?
"I'm quite sorry for my looks, but as you might have already noticed, the storm that's raging outside would have destroyed even your perfectly styled hair."
Naturally, that left the rather arrogant looking man speechless, and Andromeda tried to suppress the satisfied grin that was about to spread over her face upon seeing his foolish facial expression.
'Never anger a Black,' the young woman thought to herself as the waiter wordlessly lead her to her place.
"Have a nice evening, Miss."
As her eyes fell on the little table, her eyes widened. It was a small, beautifully decorated table, but the catch was that it was obviously meant for only two people to sit there. And since there was already a man sitting there, Andromeda cursed her sister inwardly.
"Let me guess, Bellatrix won't be able to make it tonight, will she?" She asked the man, whom she had known for a couple of years now.
In a very gentlemanly style, he stood up and pulled out a chair for her.
"No… she just sent me a note and…"
This time, Meda cursed out aloud. "She set me up again."
The man smiled. "It seems so. Though I'm quite happy she did."
"How many times do I have to tell you that I'm not interested in you, Lucius?" The young woman asked with a sigh. "You should ask my little sister Narcissa. I'm sure she'll be thrilled to get to know you properly
'The only man I want is the one I can never have,' she thought as a picture of Ted Tonks flowed through her head and the way her family would react if they found out that she fell for a muggle born man…
