Draco thought hard about what he had just done as he watched the figure
that haunted a majority of his dreams stomp down the stone staircase. He
stood with his eyes fixed on the stairs. He knew in a matter of seconds
that her brothers would come bounding up the stairs, demanding to know why
their precious sister had gone back crying. What would he tell them? The
truth, that his father had found out and had told him to break anything he
might have going off because her father was a very powerful Auror and he
could be jeopardizing his families' well being, their spot on the social
ladder, and securing a spot in Azkaban for his father? What would they say?
What would two of his three friends, the only three people that he
considered friends think? He had broken a promise that he had made to her
and to himself.
He had four friends up until ten minutes ago; soon he would only have one. Zambini, who hadn't been much of a friend after he started chasing behind Melody. He sighed and turned at the sound of running feet. There at the top of the stairs stood Brite and Bradian. They were getting wet as rain beat down on them. 'When did it start raining?' Draco thought to himself.
"What did you do to my little sister?" Bradian asked, the words coming out slow and menacing. Draco sighed and knew without a doubt he couldn't, wouldn't lie to his friend. He took out the piece of parchment that his father had scribbled his letter on to, and handed it to the two the mirror images, well except for the earring that Brite wore. He watched as the twins read the letter, the rain ruining the not so tidy script of his father.
"What the bloody hell?" said Bradian, using his favorite English cuss word. Brite just sighed and shook his head. He looked at his twin and narrowed his eyes.
"This is your fucking fault you know that right?" he said in a hiss.
"My fault? How is it my fault?" Bradian asked, raising his voice over the rain that had begun to fall harder.
"You told her it would be OK to take a chance, she did and now she is hurt!" Brite also yelled over the rain.
"Well if you had paid better attention to her a year ago, we would be in Salem right now!" Bradian yelled back his face full of rage.
"ME?" Brite's face now matched his brothers. "WHAT ABOUT YOU? YOU'RE HER BROTHER TOO! YOU COULD HAVE KEPT AN EYE ON HER! BUT NO. YOU HAD TO GO CHAISING FUCKING MALLORY BANRIDGE!" Brite yelled, looking angrier by the minute.
"STOP!" both boys turned to look at a very dishelved looking Draco. "The only reason your sister is upset tonight is because of me! She is only taking it out on you because you were there." Draco looked at the two soaking wet boys before walking down the stairs and into the castle.
*~*~*~*
Draco sat at the Slytherin table and pushed his eggs and bacon around, his eyes intent on the door. He looked down as something brown caught his eye. It was his father's Eagle Owl Apolis. He tentatively took the letter. As soon as the Owl was relived of the letter it soared out. Draco quickly opened the letter. He read the couple of lines that his father had jolted down.
Son,
I believe you are wise to take my advice and dump the Johnson girl. In truth, they are no better than the Weasleys except for the fact that they have money. I don't think I need to stress the importance of this. And also, Clair and Timothy Parkinson came by to see me. It seems that there is a school dance coming up, take Pansy, and from now on, stick to your own kind.
Father
Draco read and reread the letter. No I love yous or how are you. Just cold simple demands. He sighed at the thought of having to spend an entire night with 'The Pug Princess" as she had been nick named. He turned to face the person who had the nerve to sit down next to him when he was in a foul mood.
"What the hell happened to you?" Draco asked a much put out looking Blaise.
"That god damn dance, what else?" Blaise said while staring intently at Melody, Draco looked up to see a very sullen looking table of girls, and there right between Melody and Ginny sat Stormie. Draco wrenched his eyes away from the delightful little face and met Blaise's gaze.
"At least you don't have to escort your cousin." Draco said in a whiny voice. Blaise looked at him like he had just sprouted a few extra heads right in front of him.
"Are you nuts? You don't have to take that heffer!" Blaise said in an astonished way.
"Heffer?" Draco questioned
Blaise shrugged. "I got it from Mel. Any way, you don't have to take Pans." Blaise instantly returned his gaze to Melody.
"Yes I do." Draco whined. "Father said I have to take her."
"No you don't." Blaise said as he turned to face him again. "If we could choose our dates, I would take Mel. But Dumbledore is assigning us our partners. So you have a one in gazillion chance of getting Pans, but that goes the same for me and Mel." He then returned his gaze to the blonde across the hall.
"Thank you god! I would not have been able to restrain myself from killing her." Draco said under his breath.
"Please just do it and give our poor family a break." Blaise said as Draco got up and made his way out of the great hall.
.OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH that's all folks. Maybe I will just leave this here and not worry about anymore chapters, nah, that would be too cruel. I'm still not sure how long this is going to be, so just click that little button and tell me what you think!
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He had four friends up until ten minutes ago; soon he would only have one. Zambini, who hadn't been much of a friend after he started chasing behind Melody. He sighed and turned at the sound of running feet. There at the top of the stairs stood Brite and Bradian. They were getting wet as rain beat down on them. 'When did it start raining?' Draco thought to himself.
"What did you do to my little sister?" Bradian asked, the words coming out slow and menacing. Draco sighed and knew without a doubt he couldn't, wouldn't lie to his friend. He took out the piece of parchment that his father had scribbled his letter on to, and handed it to the two the mirror images, well except for the earring that Brite wore. He watched as the twins read the letter, the rain ruining the not so tidy script of his father.
"What the bloody hell?" said Bradian, using his favorite English cuss word. Brite just sighed and shook his head. He looked at his twin and narrowed his eyes.
"This is your fucking fault you know that right?" he said in a hiss.
"My fault? How is it my fault?" Bradian asked, raising his voice over the rain that had begun to fall harder.
"You told her it would be OK to take a chance, she did and now she is hurt!" Brite also yelled over the rain.
"Well if you had paid better attention to her a year ago, we would be in Salem right now!" Bradian yelled back his face full of rage.
"ME?" Brite's face now matched his brothers. "WHAT ABOUT YOU? YOU'RE HER BROTHER TOO! YOU COULD HAVE KEPT AN EYE ON HER! BUT NO. YOU HAD TO GO CHAISING FUCKING MALLORY BANRIDGE!" Brite yelled, looking angrier by the minute.
"STOP!" both boys turned to look at a very dishelved looking Draco. "The only reason your sister is upset tonight is because of me! She is only taking it out on you because you were there." Draco looked at the two soaking wet boys before walking down the stairs and into the castle.
*~*~*~*
Draco sat at the Slytherin table and pushed his eggs and bacon around, his eyes intent on the door. He looked down as something brown caught his eye. It was his father's Eagle Owl Apolis. He tentatively took the letter. As soon as the Owl was relived of the letter it soared out. Draco quickly opened the letter. He read the couple of lines that his father had jolted down.
Son,
I believe you are wise to take my advice and dump the Johnson girl. In truth, they are no better than the Weasleys except for the fact that they have money. I don't think I need to stress the importance of this. And also, Clair and Timothy Parkinson came by to see me. It seems that there is a school dance coming up, take Pansy, and from now on, stick to your own kind.
Father
Draco read and reread the letter. No I love yous or how are you. Just cold simple demands. He sighed at the thought of having to spend an entire night with 'The Pug Princess" as she had been nick named. He turned to face the person who had the nerve to sit down next to him when he was in a foul mood.
"What the hell happened to you?" Draco asked a much put out looking Blaise.
"That god damn dance, what else?" Blaise said while staring intently at Melody, Draco looked up to see a very sullen looking table of girls, and there right between Melody and Ginny sat Stormie. Draco wrenched his eyes away from the delightful little face and met Blaise's gaze.
"At least you don't have to escort your cousin." Draco said in a whiny voice. Blaise looked at him like he had just sprouted a few extra heads right in front of him.
"Are you nuts? You don't have to take that heffer!" Blaise said in an astonished way.
"Heffer?" Draco questioned
Blaise shrugged. "I got it from Mel. Any way, you don't have to take Pans." Blaise instantly returned his gaze to Melody.
"Yes I do." Draco whined. "Father said I have to take her."
"No you don't." Blaise said as he turned to face him again. "If we could choose our dates, I would take Mel. But Dumbledore is assigning us our partners. So you have a one in gazillion chance of getting Pans, but that goes the same for me and Mel." He then returned his gaze to the blonde across the hall.
"Thank you god! I would not have been able to restrain myself from killing her." Draco said under his breath.
"Please just do it and give our poor family a break." Blaise said as Draco got up and made his way out of the great hall.
.OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH that's all folks. Maybe I will just leave this here and not worry about anymore chapters, nah, that would be too cruel. I'm still not sure how long this is going to be, so just click that little button and tell me what you think!
Kisses