Amour Dans La Bibliothèque
By Dorthey Star
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I walked into my flat and the sound of my roommate Blaise Zambini singing greeted me. Blaise was often told he that he sounds exactly like Freddie Mercury, lead singer of the 70's rock band Queen. He does, of course, so when he sings he's usually singing Queen songs. Today was no exception.
"Steve walks warily down the street with his brim pulled way down low, ain't no sound but the sound of his feet, machine guns ready to go. Are you ready, hey, are you ready for this? Are you hanging on the edge of your seat? Out of the doorway the bullets rip to the sound of the beat, yeah…" he stopped singing when he saw me walk in. "Hullo Draco! Or should I say, hullo Dr. Draco-who-is-no-longer-in-residency?" I allowed him one of my rare smiles.
"You should," I said. I told him of my visit home with the Parkinson's and Mother.
"You had to be in a close radius with Pansy? How dreadful for you," he said sympathetically. Even if Blaise, Pansy, and myself had been considered the triumvirate of Slytherin, neither of us could stand Pansy. In fact, no one could stand Pansy, not even her mother.
"I was bored out of my mind. Mother wants me to marry Pans," I grimaced. Blaise shuddered.
"Do you remember the huge lavish ball that Mrs. Parkinson held for Pansy when she came of age?" Blaise asked. I nodded. When Pansy had turned seventeen, Mrs. Parkinson had pulled out all the stops in throwing a ball for her only daughter. Everyone who was anyone- whether they were Dark or not- was there, including the entertainment for the night: The Weird Sisters. Except for the fact that Pansy wouldn't leave me alone, the party was a good one.
"Yep. How could I forget? Pansy was going through her phase where she thought olive green looked good on her," I grimaced. She had looked like a large olive in her olive green dress robes, which had been decked out in lace, beads, fringe, and sequins. I had been forced by Mother to tell her that she looked beautiful. She had been quite large then. People from other houses- namely Gryffindor- had teased her about being fat, so she had become anorexic along with taking a goblet full of weight loss potion at every meal. She had been sent to St. Mungo's to recover, and now she was still very skinny, but healthier looking than she had been when she had been sent to St. Mungo's.
"When her mum asked me to sing a song in tribute to her, I serious considered singing 'Fat Bottomed Girls'. Sadly, I caught sight of the glare Mother was sending me," Blaise said, sighing dramatically. I laughed.
"The look on Pansy's face when you sang that would have been enough to face the wraith of almost anyone, but not your mum," I said. There was a knock at the door, and Blaise went to answer it.
"BLAISE! How LOVELY to see you again. It's been SOO long," said the screeching voice that belonged to none other than Pansy.
"Pansy. It's good to see you," Blaise said in a very polite voice. Pansy came past him and straight for me. She hugged me tightly, to where I could hardly breath.
"Draco, have I told you lately that you look very sexy in all that doctor stuff?" she said, trying to make it sound suggestive, but only coming off sounding silly.
"Not today, you haven't," I said, pulling away from her. She was wearing an outfit that was very different from the conservative black robes she'd been wearing at tea today. Her mini skirt was hot pink and her top was black mesh with a black bra showing through. She looked like a hooker.
"Don't you just LOVE my new outfit? I haven't showed mum, though. She'd probably get jealous that I could pull off such a look and try and steal it from me so that I couldn't wear it anymore. Anyway, I just stopped by to see if one of you gentlemen wanted to take me out to see the Weird Sisters in concert or to a very expensive restaurant or something," she said. Blaise and I exchanged amused glances. Obviously her asking us to take her on a date to a very public place meant that she had been humiliated by a very public break up- or several, all at once.
"Sorry, Pans," Blaise said, "but Draco has to go into work early tomorrow, and I have other plans." Pansy pouted.
"What other plans do you have that are more important than I am?" she asked grumpily. Blaise threw a look at me that clearly said Help me! I don't have other plans! I thought fast.
"Blaise has to help me study for an exam that I have to take to officially get my license to be a mediwizard," I lied quickly while thanking Salazar that Pansy didn't know anything about qualifying for being a mediwizard.
"Oh." Pansy said, looking a little dejected. She suddenly brightened up and Blaise and I looked at her warily. "Can I stay and help? We could go eat at a very exclusive and expensive restaurant," she said excitedly.
"Sorry, Pans. I really only need Blaise's help. More than just one other person would be distracting," I said. Her face fell once more. I almost felt guilty for hurting her feelings. Almost.
"Okay. Well, I guess I'll see you tomorrow at your Mother's. Bring Blaise, too. We could have such a laugh together. See you later," Pansy said and left.
"What did she mean she'd see me at Mother's?" I asked, turning to Blaise.
"I dunno. It must be something about this owl that arrived while you were at work," he said, handing me the letter.
"Why didn't you tell me about it earlier?" I asked him angrily.
"I'd forgotten. You know how I get when I'm in my singing moods, Draco," Blaise sighed impatiently.
"I know. I know. I just don't like Pansy knowing something that I don't. It bothers me," I said and opened up the letter. Blaise had been correct; it was from Mother.
Draco,
It was SO nice seeing you today. I'm sure you had a wonderful time seeing Mrs. Parkinson and Pansy. Your Aunt Bella was very disappointed that she could not be there. Your dad was miserable that he missed a chance at seeing his son. I do hope you'll come by tomorrow. I'm having a small party in celebration of your being a fully licensed Mediwizard. Please say you'll consider it. Oh, and that charming roommate of yours is invited. I'm sure you, he, and Pansy would have such a wonderful time together. I hope the two of you will consider coming. I know that Pansy will be looking forward to your presence.
Love,
Mum
I put the letter onto the table.
"Mother is throwing a 'small party' in celebration of my 'being a fully licensed Mediwizard' and wants us both to come. She says that we'll have such a 'wonderful time together' with Pansy. I suppose we'll have to go," I sighed. It was common knowledge to everyone that any time Mother held a party it wasn't for what she said it was for. It always had something to do with the Dark Lord and Death Eaters. By saying it was for something else the Aurors had no reason to crash it; they didn't have any proof that they were doing anything illegal.
"Oh, such a wonderful time it will be," Blaise muttered darkly. I sighed and went to my bedroom. My bedroom was my sanctuary; no one ever came inside it. The room contrasted with what people believed my life to be; the walls were crème and the floor was wooden. Everything from the bedding to the furniture was light in color, which contrasted to the dark, evil life everyone supposed I had. I kicked off my shoes and pulled off my shirt before falling into bed with my scrubs still on. As I drifted off to sleep I could hear Blaise start up his singing again.
"Is this the real life, is this just fantasy? Caught in a landslide, no escape from reality. Open your eyes, look up to the skies and see. I'm just a poor boy I need no sympathy. Because I'm easy come, easy go, little high, little low. Any way the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me...to me. Mama, just killed a man, put a gun against his head, pulled my trigger, now he's dead. Mama, life had just begun, but now I've gone and thrown it all away. Mama oooh... Didn't mean to make you cry. If I'm not back again this time tomorrow, carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters…" I smiled to myself. Bohemian Rhapsody, my favorite. I slowly drifted off to sleep as I listened to him sing my favorite song.
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I was nearly late for work the next day. I had to run from the Apparation point on the first floor up to the third floor where Peggy was stationed. I was still working with her, but now she wasn't my Mentor; she was my colleague.
"Good morning Dr. Malfoy," she said cheerfully and grinned at me. I smiled back.
"Good morning Dr. Wingate. Where do we start?" I asked, ready to get busy. She looked down at her charts.
"Will you go check on Virginia for me? If any family members are there, just kick 'em out. Gosh, those Weasley's. There are so many of them! And they're so prone to losing their temper." She sighed exasperatedly and shook her head. I laughed.
"My sentiments exactly. I'll get right on it, Dr. Wingate," I said. And headed towards Ginny's room.
"Thank you Dr. Malfoy!" she called out. I knocked on the doorframe of Ginny's door before walking in. The twins were in there this time with two women that I recognized from the Gryffindor Quidditch team. Both twins jumped up from the seats they'd been occupying and tensed up, as if protecting their women. I nearly rolled my eyes.
"Good morning, gentlemen. If you'd please leave, I need to do a check up on your sister," I said as politely as I could.
"You are NOT touching our sister," one of the boys yelled. A tall, lithe, black woman put her hand on his arm.
"Fred, calm down. Just let him do his work, will you? The sooner he does it, the sooner Ginny will get better," she said in a soothing voice. Fred rolled his eyes to the ceiling in frustration.
"Fredrick Louis Weasley, do NOT react like that towards your wife!" Ginny said, laughing. Fred glared at his sister as the black woman- presumably his wife- hit him on the arm. She stood up from her chair and dragged the twins out. The other woman was shorter with spiky blonde hair. She laughed.
"Oh, don't worry about them, Ginny dear. They'll be making out in two minutes. You know how those two are. We'll be back later, lovey," she said and left. Ginny sighed in relief.
"Finally! The down side to being a Weasley is all the family won't let you be alone!" Ginny said to me, smiling. I smiled back at her and checked her chart at the end of the bed.
"Okay. I'll take you down to the therapy ward after I do a few check up spells on you. We'll do therapy for about an hour or until you get too tried, then I'll bring you back here. Dr. Wingate will give you a bath, and then you'll be served lunch. Sound okay to you?" I asked her. She made a face. I did the spells while she talked and found everything normal.
"I'd rather not have that disgusting substance that you people call food, but I suppose it will do. How do you survive on that nasty stuff? I'd die if I had to eat it every day," she asked as I helped her into a wheelchair.
"Easy. We leave on our lunch break and eat elsewhere," I said, smirking at her. She narrowed her eyes playfully at me.
"I hate you," she said and stuck her tongue out at me. I laughed and we headed down to the therapy wing. We worked for an hour and a half until she was too exhausted to do anymore. She slept on the way back to the room. I looked down at her and realized how much she had changed since they first brought her in. Her face had more color to it and a healthy glow. She still had the bald spot on her head, but the rest of her hair was shorter. Someone had cut it to shoulder length and it was definitely more curly than wavy; I supposed that the weight of the long hair pulled the curl out and made it into waves. She woke back up as I was putting her into bed.
"Draco. I need to talk to you for a minute. Will you shut the door? I'd rather the others didn't hear," she said, still groggy with sleep. I did as I was asked to and sat down in a chair near her bed.
"What did you want to talk to me about?" I asked and folded my hands in my lap.
"About what happened between Harry and me. I haven't told anyone, not even my parents. I'm sure Hermione and Ron know from Harry. I feel you should know because, well," she blushed slightly and looked down at her lap before continuing, "seeing you again has made me realize how much I like you." She blushed deeper. My heart leapt.
"That feeling isn't unrequited," I said quietly. Her head shot up and smile grinned at me. I smiled back.
"Anyway. Back to Harry and me. We dated for about four months before he proposed. I suppose with Hermione 's engagement and Ron's marriage he felt really left out. Anyway, I had been happy those four months so, of course, I said yes. In two more months we were married. It wasn't anything liked I'd pictured my wedding to be. For one, all the males had huge hangovers from the night before and Dean was flirting with all of my bridesmaids. We had to go looking for him and Lavender right before the ceremony started. They were in a broom closet. I suppose you can guess the rest.
"After we got married he started to get a little low maintenance with me. He would go out with Ron and some friends and not tell me about it. I would hear about it from Ron's wife, Padama. The last straw was when I caught him drunk off his arse and screwing some blonde bimbo. I moved out of the house that night before he got home and went to stay at a hotel. I didn't dare go to the Burrow because I knew that's the first place he'd go. Either that or my mum could completely take his side or ask too many questions.
"The very next day I went to my lawyer's office and filed for divorce. I hadn't spoken to him- or anyone in the family besides mum and dad- until now. Mum completely takes Harry's side. She is always saying that he loves me and is always there, waiting for me to come back, even though she doesn't know the whole story. Dad just wants everyone to be happy again." She stopped and took a drink of the water that was on her bedside table. "Harry…I dunno. I guess he's under the illusion that I'm still the silly schoolgirl with a huge crush on him, and that I'll come running back to him. He doesn't realize that I don't love him, and that I really never did- I just thought I did.
"Anyway. That's the whole story behind us. I'm really sorry if I hurt you by not mention that I wasn't going to come back. That was about two to three weeks into my relationship with Harry and I didn't want to screw things up with him. Ever since Ron and Harry became friends and Hermione, too, mum had been under this delusion that Harry and I were going to get married and Ron and Hermione were going to get married and that we would all live happily ever after. Things didn't go as planned with Ron and Hermione. She is engaged to Seamus and Ron is married to Padama."
"He did that to you? No wonder you don't want him touching you," I said, unable to think of anything else to say.
"Draco…I was wondering if, umm…Oh Merlin. This is hard to get out. But I was wondering if we could try going out on a date or something when I get better?" Again, she was looking down at her lap where she was twisting her hands together nervously. Her face was beet red, which I found to be absolutely adorable.
"Sure. But any hint at romance or whatnot will have to wait until you get out because we have policies against dating patients," I said. Her head shot up and she smiled.
"Really?" she breathed.
"Really." I said. She leaned forward and gave me a short, friendly hug.
"Thanks for listening. That's been bottled up inside for so long. I needed to get it out, and I knew you'd be the one to listen. You always did listen, back when we sat together in the library." She said. There was a knock on the door and Peggy walked in.
"Time for your bath, Virginia. Dr. Moore will give it to you; Draco and I must go attend to Mrs. Plegarth- she's about to have twins." I stood up and followed Peggy out of the room after saying goodbye to Ginny as Anna walked in. I couldn't contain the smile that spread onto my face. Ginny was finally mine.
TBC
Disclaimer: all characters, places, and objects belong to J.K. Rowling. I'm merely borrowing them for my own enjoyment, and am not making any profit what-so-ever off of them…which is kind of a pity seeing as how Christmas is almost here, and making a profit would give me to money to buy Christmas presents for friends and loved ones… Also, both songs mentioned in this are by the awesome musical group, Queen. The first is "Another One Bites the Dust" and the other is "Bohemian Rhapsody."
Author's Note: I'm so happy for them! lol. Anyway, the next chapter might or might not come out soon. I really hope it does. I'm itching for some plot to get into this and for some romance to get in here! Anyway. Next chapter: Draco, Blaise, and Pansy attend the "small party" that is in honor of "Draco becoming a fully licensed Mediwizard." Bellatrix comes into play along with some other relatives of Draco's, namely a certain light which, who is a friend of Harry's. *smirks* Also, Blaise sings more Queen! Yay for Queen!
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