Chapter 9: Draco's Mother
Draco and his mother had moved from her quarters to his. She wanted to talk to him about tonight, help him get ready and make him understand the importance and significance of tonight.
"Draco, darling, I want you to make a good impression on Mr. and Mrs. Weasley tonight."
"You've already said that Mom. Why -umm why do I have to marry the Weaselette?"
"Draco Malfoy, don't you dare take that Lucius' tone with me. You know better than to act that way. That girl happens to be the daughter of my best friend. A best friend that saved my life and YOU WILL make this work." In a much softer tone, she continues, "For my sake and most importantly for yours, Draco."
Draco stared in surprised shock and then slowly nodded his head. He would do anything for his mother, even if she did seem to be acting slightly odd.
His mother turned at his nod and opened his closet.
"What do you think Draco, maybe muggle wear?"
"Whatever you think Mom."
"Well, I think I don't want you showing up as a snob, your father has the monopoly on that, no?"
Draco grinned at her.
"So, muggle jeans and a black dress shirt it is."
Narcissa walked over to her son, handed him the clothes, placed her hand on his cheek and smiled.
Everything was looking much better.
At the same time, location unknown
[Yes, everything was looking much better. Red eyes glowed with satisfaction. Everything was going to plan after 30 years in the making.]
Draco and his mother had moved from her quarters to his. She wanted to talk to him about tonight, help him get ready and make him understand the importance and significance of tonight.
"Draco, darling, I want you to make a good impression on Mr. and Mrs. Weasley tonight."
"You've already said that Mom. Why -umm why do I have to marry the Weaselette?"
"Draco Malfoy, don't you dare take that Lucius' tone with me. You know better than to act that way. That girl happens to be the daughter of my best friend. A best friend that saved my life and YOU WILL make this work." In a much softer tone, she continues, "For my sake and most importantly for yours, Draco."
Draco stared in surprised shock and then slowly nodded his head. He would do anything for his mother, even if she did seem to be acting slightly odd.
His mother turned at his nod and opened his closet.
"What do you think Draco, maybe muggle wear?"
"Whatever you think Mom."
"Well, I think I don't want you showing up as a snob, your father has the monopoly on that, no?"
Draco grinned at her.
"So, muggle jeans and a black dress shirt it is."
Narcissa walked over to her son, handed him the clothes, placed her hand on his cheek and smiled.
Everything was looking much better.
At the same time, location unknown
[Yes, everything was looking much better. Red eyes glowed with satisfaction. Everything was going to plan after 30 years in the making.]