Chapter One- It's all.something or other
A/N: THIS my friends is a new story inspired by G*Ness's O/Hr fic characters. And thus I have written a 'spinoff' on Draco and his ex-wife Angelie. To know who these characters are, please refer to the last chapter of G*Ness's fic "On the Way to Infinity." Ta ta!
Draco Malfoy muttered something incoherent when he heard his name being called. "Shouldn't have kept the damn fireplace on." He squinted at the grate to try and make out who was calling him at such an ungodly hour. "Angelie?"
"Draco, lovely to see you this morning." Angelie said. It appeared she'd just gotten out of the shower because her hair was wrapped up.
"Why aren't you working long arduous hours today?" Draco asked.
"I'll explain when I Apparate there, but, I'm going to need you to watch the children today. You owe me, several times over, remember?"
Draco nodded. "Why do you need me to watch the kids?"
"I'll explain later, Draco. I'm sending Ryan first." Angelie said and soon enough Ryan ended up in his bedroom, absolutely covered in soot.
"Hi Daddy." Ryan grinned his dark brown curls looked grayish with the dust.
"Hey there, Ryan. Come on out of the way so that Arissa doesn't land on you." Draco said, picking his son up.
Arissa appeared in the grate and stepped out, brushing herself off. Angelie Apparated in soon after. "There you have it, Draco."
"Punctual, as always are we?" Draco asked his ex-wife. Angelie gave him a sarcastic smile as she plaited Arissa's blonde hair. "So, why do I have the pleasure of our children today?"
Arissa's keen gray eyes looked into her father's. "Mummy has a date." She giggled and ran off to the living room to watch Muggle television.
"Go on with your sister, Ryan." Draco said, putting his son down. As soon as Ryan was out of earshot he gave a grin to Angelie. "A date hmmm?"
Angelie who was looking into his mirror turned to him and grinned. "It's nothing big. It's just a meeting at a coffee shop."
"Where did you meet him?" Draco asked, interestedly. He decided to use this time to fix his bed and change into some acceptable day clothes.
"Quidditch match three days ago." Angelie replied.
"Ah, anyone I know? Was he playing?" Draco asked, putting a pair of jeans on.
"Yes." Angelie replied. "To both."
"You're not going after Oliver in some sort of sick twisted romance are you?" Draco asked.
"Draco, that's impossible. First off, Oliver and Hermione have long since been joined at the hip and second, Oliver's oliver." Angelie said, at a loss for a viable reason.
"What?" Draco asked, slightly laughing as he put a polo t-shirt on. Playing with his children was not good in leather pants.
"I don't know." Angelie said, laughing to herself.
"Why aren't you doing your normal workaholic gig?" Draco asked.
"Well, Dumbledore told me the work I did in four years was equivalent to ten years of work so he's giving me two years paid leave with Professor Lupin in my place." Angelie replied. "It feels so much better not to be working."
"I told you so." Draco said in a sing song voice.
"Ha ha, Draco." Angelie replied. "Now I'm going to be late."
She Apparated. "Damn, I didn't even get who it was." Draco shrugged and walked out into the living room. 'The kids might know.' He thought. "Arissa, who's mum seeing?"
"Some Quidditch player from the Puddlemere United team. He's friends with Uncle Oliver." Arissa replied.
"Is he now?" Draco asked. "Do you know his name?"
~*~
Angelie didn't return to Draco's house until three nights later. "What were you doing?" Draco asked, with a smirk.
"Shut up Draco." Angelie said, slightly laughing.
"Honestly Angelie, I've never heard of a three night stand." Draco said, trying not to laugh this time.
"Oh bugger off Draco, honestly. At least I know his name." Angelie replied.
"Are you implying that I am ungentlemanly in my conquests?" Draco asked.
Angelie stared at him blankly for several seconds before laughing hysterically. "You should seriously stop wearing those leather pants. They're affecting your brain and now you're thinking that you're some sort of Romeo."
Draco sneered at her. "I will not take that sort of criticism. I will wear my leather pants, and I'll make them BODY FIT."
"You're impossible, Draco. Impossible." Angelie said, red faced with tears coming out of her eyes from holding in her laughter. "The image of you with body fit leather pants is.is."
"Highly sexual, I know." Draco said, nose in the air.
"Whatever." Angelie replied, laughing hysterically some more. "I'm going to get Ryan and Arissa ready to go home."
"Actually, I decided that the children could do some culturing. We're going to ride an airplane to Chicago." Draco said, brandishing tickets.
"An airplane. Draco, that takes forever." Angelie said, sitting down on his bed.
"It's the muggle way to travel." Draco said with a smug grin.
"But we're not muggle." Angelie replied.
"Oh come on, you know the kids would love it." Draco said in his most persuasive voice.
"Fine, but you have to pack their clothes then." Angelie replied. "It'll look odd for us to travel without baggage."
Draco made an 'ah' expression and flicked his wand. "There you have it. Now, here's my bag, and yours."
"Oh no you don't. Last time you conjured my bag it had nothing in it." Angelie replied.
"Ah but Angelie, you never took the hidden meaning." Draco laughed.
A/N: THIS my friends is a new story inspired by G*Ness's O/Hr fic characters. And thus I have written a 'spinoff' on Draco and his ex-wife Angelie. To know who these characters are, please refer to the last chapter of G*Ness's fic "On the Way to Infinity." Ta ta!
Draco Malfoy muttered something incoherent when he heard his name being called. "Shouldn't have kept the damn fireplace on." He squinted at the grate to try and make out who was calling him at such an ungodly hour. "Angelie?"
"Draco, lovely to see you this morning." Angelie said. It appeared she'd just gotten out of the shower because her hair was wrapped up.
"Why aren't you working long arduous hours today?" Draco asked.
"I'll explain when I Apparate there, but, I'm going to need you to watch the children today. You owe me, several times over, remember?"
Draco nodded. "Why do you need me to watch the kids?"
"I'll explain later, Draco. I'm sending Ryan first." Angelie said and soon enough Ryan ended up in his bedroom, absolutely covered in soot.
"Hi Daddy." Ryan grinned his dark brown curls looked grayish with the dust.
"Hey there, Ryan. Come on out of the way so that Arissa doesn't land on you." Draco said, picking his son up.
Arissa appeared in the grate and stepped out, brushing herself off. Angelie Apparated in soon after. "There you have it, Draco."
"Punctual, as always are we?" Draco asked his ex-wife. Angelie gave him a sarcastic smile as she plaited Arissa's blonde hair. "So, why do I have the pleasure of our children today?"
Arissa's keen gray eyes looked into her father's. "Mummy has a date." She giggled and ran off to the living room to watch Muggle television.
"Go on with your sister, Ryan." Draco said, putting his son down. As soon as Ryan was out of earshot he gave a grin to Angelie. "A date hmmm?"
Angelie who was looking into his mirror turned to him and grinned. "It's nothing big. It's just a meeting at a coffee shop."
"Where did you meet him?" Draco asked, interestedly. He decided to use this time to fix his bed and change into some acceptable day clothes.
"Quidditch match three days ago." Angelie replied.
"Ah, anyone I know? Was he playing?" Draco asked, putting a pair of jeans on.
"Yes." Angelie replied. "To both."
"You're not going after Oliver in some sort of sick twisted romance are you?" Draco asked.
"Draco, that's impossible. First off, Oliver and Hermione have long since been joined at the hip and second, Oliver's oliver." Angelie said, at a loss for a viable reason.
"What?" Draco asked, slightly laughing as he put a polo t-shirt on. Playing with his children was not good in leather pants.
"I don't know." Angelie said, laughing to herself.
"Why aren't you doing your normal workaholic gig?" Draco asked.
"Well, Dumbledore told me the work I did in four years was equivalent to ten years of work so he's giving me two years paid leave with Professor Lupin in my place." Angelie replied. "It feels so much better not to be working."
"I told you so." Draco said in a sing song voice.
"Ha ha, Draco." Angelie replied. "Now I'm going to be late."
She Apparated. "Damn, I didn't even get who it was." Draco shrugged and walked out into the living room. 'The kids might know.' He thought. "Arissa, who's mum seeing?"
"Some Quidditch player from the Puddlemere United team. He's friends with Uncle Oliver." Arissa replied.
"Is he now?" Draco asked. "Do you know his name?"
~*~
Angelie didn't return to Draco's house until three nights later. "What were you doing?" Draco asked, with a smirk.
"Shut up Draco." Angelie said, slightly laughing.
"Honestly Angelie, I've never heard of a three night stand." Draco said, trying not to laugh this time.
"Oh bugger off Draco, honestly. At least I know his name." Angelie replied.
"Are you implying that I am ungentlemanly in my conquests?" Draco asked.
Angelie stared at him blankly for several seconds before laughing hysterically. "You should seriously stop wearing those leather pants. They're affecting your brain and now you're thinking that you're some sort of Romeo."
Draco sneered at her. "I will not take that sort of criticism. I will wear my leather pants, and I'll make them BODY FIT."
"You're impossible, Draco. Impossible." Angelie said, red faced with tears coming out of her eyes from holding in her laughter. "The image of you with body fit leather pants is.is."
"Highly sexual, I know." Draco said, nose in the air.
"Whatever." Angelie replied, laughing hysterically some more. "I'm going to get Ryan and Arissa ready to go home."
"Actually, I decided that the children could do some culturing. We're going to ride an airplane to Chicago." Draco said, brandishing tickets.
"An airplane. Draco, that takes forever." Angelie said, sitting down on his bed.
"It's the muggle way to travel." Draco said with a smug grin.
"But we're not muggle." Angelie replied.
"Oh come on, you know the kids would love it." Draco said in his most persuasive voice.
"Fine, but you have to pack their clothes then." Angelie replied. "It'll look odd for us to travel without baggage."
Draco made an 'ah' expression and flicked his wand. "There you have it. Now, here's my bag, and yours."
"Oh no you don't. Last time you conjured my bag it had nothing in it." Angelie replied.
"Ah but Angelie, you never took the hidden meaning." Draco laughed.