AN: Get me a life, and I'll stop writing so damn much.
I'm not doing a disclaimer because you'd have to be stupid to think I was JK Rowling, or that I was claiming to own any of these characters or potions or settings. So screw you if you think I need one (even though I just put it there so BOOYAH!)
Love it, Embrace it, Flame it, Review it. Tell me whats up.
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Narcissa made her way down the hallway quickly, knocking quietly on Draco's closed door. "Draco? Are you in there? You'd better be getting ready for our guests!"
When there was no reply, she rolled her eyes and opened the door, muttering. She strode gracefully over to his bed, where his head was covered by the comforter and closed her eyes as she pulled it off. "Draco Malfoy, you'd better get out of bed right this istant or..." She opened her eyes at this point and saw Hermione. "DRACO!" she shouted shrilly.
He woke with a start, looking a little dazed. Hermione also woke, looking around. When both sets of eyes made landed on Narcissa, they exploded.
Hermione leapt out of the warm comfort of the bed, Draco doing the same. Narcissa was yelling as loud as she possibly could (which was loud, consdering her size). "HOW DARE I FIND YOU NAKED WITH A GIRL IN YOUR BED! HOW DARE YOU EVEN LET ME AT THAT RISK!"
"MUM, STOP YOUR BLOODING YELLING!"
"I WILL DO NO SUCH THING!"
Hermione was swiftly grabbing her clothes, quickly pulling her legs into her pants. "I'm so sorry Mrs. Malfoy!" she said quietly, muffled by her shirt. Narcissa, however, was paying no attention to Hermione, rather right in Draco's face. "YOU KNOW BETTER DRACO, YOU BLOODY WELL KNOW BETTER AND YET YOU'D STILL DO THIS!"
"MUM NOTHING HAPPENED!"
"How are you going to tell me nothing happened when I've caught you naked with a girl in your bed!" she said loudly. Obviously her delicate voice was already growing hoarse.
"I wasn't naked, nor was I ever naked Mum!"
"Well you down to practically nothing!"
"Yes, keyword being PRACTICALLY!"
Narcissa pointed a slender finger at him, poking him in the chest. "Don't you ever take that tone with me Draco. You might have outgrown me by height, but I am still your mother. I brought you into this world and I can JUST as easily take you out!"
"Mum, calm down!"
"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN!" she bellowed. "I'VE JUST CAUGHT MY SON IN BED WITH A GIRL, ONLY HALF AN HOUR BEFORE WE'RE TO HAVE GUESTS IN THIS HOUSE! What were you thinking Draco?"
"IF I'VE TOLD YOU ONCE, I'VE TOLD YOU A MILLION TIMES. NOTHING-BLOODY- HAPPENED!"
Narcissa pursed her lips and placed her hands on her hips, tapping her foot quickly. "No, nothign happened right? Then tell me, what DID happen. Because obviously you LEFT this house alone!"
He felt his face growing hot with anger. "Thats none of your bloody business." he said through clenched teeth, eyeballing his mother. She gaped at him, furrowing her eyebrows angrily. "How do you figure that? I am your mother, EVERYTHING YOU DO IS MY BUSINESS!"
"Not anymore! I'm a man mother, a legal adult in this fine country. I don't have to tell you anything I bloody well don't want to!"
She gaped at him once more, blinking in shock. "You...you assume that once you've gotten to legal age, you're an adult. Thats what it is, is it? YOU AREN'T AN ADULT DRACO, YOU'RE STILL A BOY. A LITTLE BOY WHO THINKS HE IS BIGGER THAN HIS OWN BLOODY PARENTS!"
He pressed his lips together angrily, then stalked over to his closet and grabbed out an outfit. He quickly dressed. "Where do you think you're going like that? Excuse me, young man, you've got people to entertain!" Narcissa shrieked, watching as her son fumbled with his zipper. "I am getting out of this wretched place." he said in muffled grunts, slipping into his shoes. She gawked. "What?!"
"Thats right. This boy is going to go out... and he's going to do what little boys do best. I'm going to go off and not listen to what you, or anyone else says. Because I'm bigger than you." He clenched his jaw defiantly, waiting for her to react.
And she did, with a swift smack across his face. "Don't you use that sarcasm on me." she snarled, pointing at him once more. He didn't bother to even touch the place his mother had just hit him, he simply looked at her blankly, then looked over to Hermione. Narcissa also looked at her.
"And you..." she said slowly, advancing on her. Hermione trembled slightly. "You dirty little slut. You've taken my boys innocence, haven't you?" Narcissa looked a bit mad, but Hermione wouldn't take that sort of talk.
"What?! I would never... I haven't... for christ's sake, I've never even DONE that!"
"LIAR!"
Hermione's anger was increasing slowly. "Mrs. Malfoy, I'd rather you NOT assume things about me! You don't even know me!"
Narcissa eyeballed Hermione slowly. "I know you. You're the little mudblood that Potter was with a few years ago, aren't you? Never done that? Indeed."
"Mum, she was never WITH Potter..."
"YOU STAY OUT OF THIS BOY."
Hermione sniffled slightly, raised her chin superciliously and extended herself to her full height. She wasn't too much taller than Narcissa, but she did have a few inches upon her. "You, ma'am, have no right to even be speaking to me."
Narcissa swelled herself indiginantly, arching an eyebrow. "And you, young lady, have no right to be in my place of residence. I suggest you leave the premise at once."
"Consider it done."
Hermione looked at Draco, clenched her jaw, then turned on her heel and walked out of his room. He listened to her footsteps all the way until she was out of the living area and into the Entrance Hall. Then he looked at his mother. "What the... How could you..." he sputtered, striding towards her. Narcissa was still looking very pompous. "Draco, I did that for your own good." she said without looking at him.
Before he could say anything she strode out of his room, smoothing her hair carefully as she did so. Draco looked around his room wide eyed, inhaling deeply and sighing heavily. What he'd just witnessed was his mother going insane, and his girlfriend walking out with even a word to him.
He grabbed a dry cloak and quickly pulled it over him, sprinting out of his room and down the long hall. He bounded down the stairs two at a time, then stared at his mother inviting a few guests in. "Oh Draco, just in time to greet our company!" Narcissa said in her usual honeyed voice. It was strange to hear her like that, after just witnessing the rampage she was on. He nodded shortly to the group and moved between them Narcissa excused herself and followed after him. "Draco, where are you going?" she asked, taking a few steps for every one of his strides.
"I'm going after Hermione. What does it look like I'm doing?"
"You're going after that slutty little mudblood!? Why would you do that?! You do know that Pansy has been pining over you for so long dear-"
"Yes, I know. I'm trying my hardest to avoid her."
He swung the large front doors open and walked onto the porch, where his mother grabbed his shoulder with suprising strength and turned him to face her. "Draco, do you think your father would want you going after this girl?"
He stared at her hard, then narrowed his eyes as if the question were an insult. "I don't care what he thinks." he replied shortly, looking over his mothers expression before turning and walking away from her. She didn't bother going after him, just watched as Draco set off at a sprint out of the Manor property.
I'm not doing a disclaimer because you'd have to be stupid to think I was JK Rowling, or that I was claiming to own any of these characters or potions or settings. So screw you if you think I need one (even though I just put it there so BOOYAH!)
Love it, Embrace it, Flame it, Review it. Tell me whats up.
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Narcissa made her way down the hallway quickly, knocking quietly on Draco's closed door. "Draco? Are you in there? You'd better be getting ready for our guests!"
When there was no reply, she rolled her eyes and opened the door, muttering. She strode gracefully over to his bed, where his head was covered by the comforter and closed her eyes as she pulled it off. "Draco Malfoy, you'd better get out of bed right this istant or..." She opened her eyes at this point and saw Hermione. "DRACO!" she shouted shrilly.
He woke with a start, looking a little dazed. Hermione also woke, looking around. When both sets of eyes made landed on Narcissa, they exploded.
Hermione leapt out of the warm comfort of the bed, Draco doing the same. Narcissa was yelling as loud as she possibly could (which was loud, consdering her size). "HOW DARE I FIND YOU NAKED WITH A GIRL IN YOUR BED! HOW DARE YOU EVEN LET ME AT THAT RISK!"
"MUM, STOP YOUR BLOODING YELLING!"
"I WILL DO NO SUCH THING!"
Hermione was swiftly grabbing her clothes, quickly pulling her legs into her pants. "I'm so sorry Mrs. Malfoy!" she said quietly, muffled by her shirt. Narcissa, however, was paying no attention to Hermione, rather right in Draco's face. "YOU KNOW BETTER DRACO, YOU BLOODY WELL KNOW BETTER AND YET YOU'D STILL DO THIS!"
"MUM NOTHING HAPPENED!"
"How are you going to tell me nothing happened when I've caught you naked with a girl in your bed!" she said loudly. Obviously her delicate voice was already growing hoarse.
"I wasn't naked, nor was I ever naked Mum!"
"Well you down to practically nothing!"
"Yes, keyword being PRACTICALLY!"
Narcissa pointed a slender finger at him, poking him in the chest. "Don't you ever take that tone with me Draco. You might have outgrown me by height, but I am still your mother. I brought you into this world and I can JUST as easily take you out!"
"Mum, calm down!"
"I WILL NOT CALM DOWN!" she bellowed. "I'VE JUST CAUGHT MY SON IN BED WITH A GIRL, ONLY HALF AN HOUR BEFORE WE'RE TO HAVE GUESTS IN THIS HOUSE! What were you thinking Draco?"
"IF I'VE TOLD YOU ONCE, I'VE TOLD YOU A MILLION TIMES. NOTHING-BLOODY- HAPPENED!"
Narcissa pursed her lips and placed her hands on her hips, tapping her foot quickly. "No, nothign happened right? Then tell me, what DID happen. Because obviously you LEFT this house alone!"
He felt his face growing hot with anger. "Thats none of your bloody business." he said through clenched teeth, eyeballing his mother. She gaped at him, furrowing her eyebrows angrily. "How do you figure that? I am your mother, EVERYTHING YOU DO IS MY BUSINESS!"
"Not anymore! I'm a man mother, a legal adult in this fine country. I don't have to tell you anything I bloody well don't want to!"
She gaped at him once more, blinking in shock. "You...you assume that once you've gotten to legal age, you're an adult. Thats what it is, is it? YOU AREN'T AN ADULT DRACO, YOU'RE STILL A BOY. A LITTLE BOY WHO THINKS HE IS BIGGER THAN HIS OWN BLOODY PARENTS!"
He pressed his lips together angrily, then stalked over to his closet and grabbed out an outfit. He quickly dressed. "Where do you think you're going like that? Excuse me, young man, you've got people to entertain!" Narcissa shrieked, watching as her son fumbled with his zipper. "I am getting out of this wretched place." he said in muffled grunts, slipping into his shoes. She gawked. "What?!"
"Thats right. This boy is going to go out... and he's going to do what little boys do best. I'm going to go off and not listen to what you, or anyone else says. Because I'm bigger than you." He clenched his jaw defiantly, waiting for her to react.
And she did, with a swift smack across his face. "Don't you use that sarcasm on me." she snarled, pointing at him once more. He didn't bother to even touch the place his mother had just hit him, he simply looked at her blankly, then looked over to Hermione. Narcissa also looked at her.
"And you..." she said slowly, advancing on her. Hermione trembled slightly. "You dirty little slut. You've taken my boys innocence, haven't you?" Narcissa looked a bit mad, but Hermione wouldn't take that sort of talk.
"What?! I would never... I haven't... for christ's sake, I've never even DONE that!"
"LIAR!"
Hermione's anger was increasing slowly. "Mrs. Malfoy, I'd rather you NOT assume things about me! You don't even know me!"
Narcissa eyeballed Hermione slowly. "I know you. You're the little mudblood that Potter was with a few years ago, aren't you? Never done that? Indeed."
"Mum, she was never WITH Potter..."
"YOU STAY OUT OF THIS BOY."
Hermione sniffled slightly, raised her chin superciliously and extended herself to her full height. She wasn't too much taller than Narcissa, but she did have a few inches upon her. "You, ma'am, have no right to even be speaking to me."
Narcissa swelled herself indiginantly, arching an eyebrow. "And you, young lady, have no right to be in my place of residence. I suggest you leave the premise at once."
"Consider it done."
Hermione looked at Draco, clenched her jaw, then turned on her heel and walked out of his room. He listened to her footsteps all the way until she was out of the living area and into the Entrance Hall. Then he looked at his mother. "What the... How could you..." he sputtered, striding towards her. Narcissa was still looking very pompous. "Draco, I did that for your own good." she said without looking at him.
Before he could say anything she strode out of his room, smoothing her hair carefully as she did so. Draco looked around his room wide eyed, inhaling deeply and sighing heavily. What he'd just witnessed was his mother going insane, and his girlfriend walking out with even a word to him.
He grabbed a dry cloak and quickly pulled it over him, sprinting out of his room and down the long hall. He bounded down the stairs two at a time, then stared at his mother inviting a few guests in. "Oh Draco, just in time to greet our company!" Narcissa said in her usual honeyed voice. It was strange to hear her like that, after just witnessing the rampage she was on. He nodded shortly to the group and moved between them Narcissa excused herself and followed after him. "Draco, where are you going?" she asked, taking a few steps for every one of his strides.
"I'm going after Hermione. What does it look like I'm doing?"
"You're going after that slutty little mudblood!? Why would you do that?! You do know that Pansy has been pining over you for so long dear-"
"Yes, I know. I'm trying my hardest to avoid her."
He swung the large front doors open and walked onto the porch, where his mother grabbed his shoulder with suprising strength and turned him to face her. "Draco, do you think your father would want you going after this girl?"
He stared at her hard, then narrowed his eyes as if the question were an insult. "I don't care what he thinks." he replied shortly, looking over his mothers expression before turning and walking away from her. She didn't bother going after him, just watched as Draco set off at a sprint out of the Manor property.