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At Draco's house.
"Dinky !" shouted Draco.
"Yes, sir. What can Dinky do for you?"
"Get me a cup of tea. Also bring me the telephone so I can make a call."
"Yes, sir. What ever Mr. Draco sir wants."
Dinky leaves and comes back a few minutes later with a cup of tea and a telephone. He sets everything up on a little table next to Draco and then leaves the room. Draco picks up the phone and calls his work. He tells them that he won't be in today and to leave his assistant in charge. With that done Draco sits back and starts drinking his tea. All the while still thinking. Draco had cut out a few personals out of the newspaper and put them in order of most interesting to least interesting. All of them sounded good but he had to put them in order somehow. He was thinking about weither or not he should actually start answering these ads. He couldn't understand how someone as handsome and rich as him couldn't find somebody that he could actually love and care for. That and no one really had ever taken an interest in him. He had dumped Pansy but even she didn't really like him. They were forced to go out by their parents. Regina's ad was uppermost in his mind. He had put her first in the list of personals that he might answer. For some reason he found that one to be especially interesting. He still had trouble decided weither or not to answer the ads because it would seem pathetic on his part. How would he, a Malfoy, look answering personal ads? He had his reputation to think about. Also he had to find a girlfriend soon because he kept lying to his mother saying he had one and that they were going to visit her during Christmas. Christmas was about 2 monthes away, but he wanted to really find someone that he could call his girlfriend. In previous years he paid girls to act like his girlfriend but after the day was up they were gone. He was tired of it and wanted something real, something genuine. While lost in thought about this he didn't notice that his mother's head had appeared in the fireplace.
"Oh Draco dear." said his mother softly.
"Huh? What's going on?" Draco yelled while looking around.
"It's only me dear, only me. Look in the fireplace."
"Oh. Mother ! How are you?"
"I'm fine dear. Just dandy. How are you?"
"Very well. What do I owe to this visit?"
"Well I wanted to tell you that I will be visiting you next month and that I want you to invite your girlfriend over for a few days. That way I can get to know here. But I still expect you guys to come over to my house for Christmas. Is that understood?"
"Why are you all of a sudden visiting? You only visit on my birthday and on the holidays when I don't go over to your house."
"Is it a crime to come visit my own son?" yelled Narcissa
"No, mother. When shall I expect you?"
"Next month. I haven't really decided yet. Now I have to go. Talk to you later Draco."
"Bye mother."
Draco stared into the fireplace as his mother's face disappeared. Great he thought. Now I have 1 month to find real love. Why is the world against me? Maybe I'm not meant to find love. But I guess I'll never know unless I try. With that thought in mind Draco went up to his room and started going through the newspaper looking for more interesting personals to add to his little pile. After he had a reasonable amount he would start answering them.
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At Draco's house.
"Dinky !" shouted Draco.
"Yes, sir. What can Dinky do for you?"
"Get me a cup of tea. Also bring me the telephone so I can make a call."
"Yes, sir. What ever Mr. Draco sir wants."
Dinky leaves and comes back a few minutes later with a cup of tea and a telephone. He sets everything up on a little table next to Draco and then leaves the room. Draco picks up the phone and calls his work. He tells them that he won't be in today and to leave his assistant in charge. With that done Draco sits back and starts drinking his tea. All the while still thinking. Draco had cut out a few personals out of the newspaper and put them in order of most interesting to least interesting. All of them sounded good but he had to put them in order somehow. He was thinking about weither or not he should actually start answering these ads. He couldn't understand how someone as handsome and rich as him couldn't find somebody that he could actually love and care for. That and no one really had ever taken an interest in him. He had dumped Pansy but even she didn't really like him. They were forced to go out by their parents. Regina's ad was uppermost in his mind. He had put her first in the list of personals that he might answer. For some reason he found that one to be especially interesting. He still had trouble decided weither or not to answer the ads because it would seem pathetic on his part. How would he, a Malfoy, look answering personal ads? He had his reputation to think about. Also he had to find a girlfriend soon because he kept lying to his mother saying he had one and that they were going to visit her during Christmas. Christmas was about 2 monthes away, but he wanted to really find someone that he could call his girlfriend. In previous years he paid girls to act like his girlfriend but after the day was up they were gone. He was tired of it and wanted something real, something genuine. While lost in thought about this he didn't notice that his mother's head had appeared in the fireplace.
"Oh Draco dear." said his mother softly.
"Huh? What's going on?" Draco yelled while looking around.
"It's only me dear, only me. Look in the fireplace."
"Oh. Mother ! How are you?"
"I'm fine dear. Just dandy. How are you?"
"Very well. What do I owe to this visit?"
"Well I wanted to tell you that I will be visiting you next month and that I want you to invite your girlfriend over for a few days. That way I can get to know here. But I still expect you guys to come over to my house for Christmas. Is that understood?"
"Why are you all of a sudden visiting? You only visit on my birthday and on the holidays when I don't go over to your house."
"Is it a crime to come visit my own son?" yelled Narcissa
"No, mother. When shall I expect you?"
"Next month. I haven't really decided yet. Now I have to go. Talk to you later Draco."
"Bye mother."
Draco stared into the fireplace as his mother's face disappeared. Great he thought. Now I have 1 month to find real love. Why is the world against me? Maybe I'm not meant to find love. But I guess I'll never know unless I try. With that thought in mind Draco went up to his room and started going through the newspaper looking for more interesting personals to add to his little pile. After he had a reasonable amount he would start answering them.