Disclaimer: I own Lex, Julie, Gavin, and Mr. Stanton. Everyone
else belongs to JK Rowling (as well as the Daily Prophet, Hogwarts, etc)
You get the point

Author's Note: I don't really have anything to say except the next chapter should be along soon!

Chapter 4- Interviews Gone Awry

The two sat on the fluffy gray couch with half empty Chinese takeout cartons on the coffee table. Lex rigorously jotted down questions on a piece of parchment.

"Are you quite ready yet?" Draco complained picking at the last bit of lo mien.

"Yes! I'll be done in a minute if you stop asking!"

He mocked her expression and tossed the empty carton onto the table.

"Alright I'm done."

"Great! Let's have a parade! Can we get this done?" He griped.

"Yes lets." She sighed. "What really made you take this internship?"

"I told you it was the most interesting choice I had."

"So there's no deep love of journalism?"

"No. Next question!"

"Who is the most important person in your life?"

"That's easy. Me. You have to put yourself in priority otherwise you'll always get shafted!"

"That explains a lot."

"So we're done then?"

"Not yet! Who is your role model?"

"I don't really have one."

"None? Not your father?"

"NO!"

"A teacher?"

"Ok if I have to pick one Snape I guess."

"Why?"

"Because he always has a way of shutting up that damn Harry Potter."

"Draco! Take this seriously!"

"I am! Honest."

"Is family important to you?"

"Oh yeah." He replied drolly. "Look if you don't have any good questions let me interview you!"

"Fine! I guess I have enough!"

"Good. Now, if you could shag any one…"

"MALFOY! This is supposed to be serious!"

"I'm not laughing am I?"

'Not on the outside."

"Fine then. I'll ask something else. What's your favorite color?"

"How does this gain insight into my personality?"

"Favorite colors can say a lot about people. Just answer!"

"Fine. Pink."

"Hot pink or baby pink? Or what about the mauve shades?"

"All of them alright!"

"Don't get angry with me! I'm just doing my assignment!"

"Sorry. Do go on."

"If you could be an animal what would you be?"

She looked at him as if to say "what the hell?" But she replied anyway. "A cat."

"Why?"

"I like cats."

"Is it because they're independent?"

"I guess so."

"See I told you my methods work!"

He continued for about ten minutes with seemingly random, stupid questions.

When he finished the two went into their rooms to work on their write-ups before turning in for the night.

The next morning the two dropped off their articles first thing in the morning and headed off to the copy room. At the end of the day they were called back into Mr. Stanton's office.

"I'm very pleased with both of your interviews. Lex, it was extremely well-written although I get the impression Draco was giving you a bit of a tough time."

"A little." She nodded.

"You were just asking the wrong questions."

"Oh like you're one to talk!"

"Actually Draco's interview showed a lot of insight." Mr. Stanton explained handing her the parchment.

She read it and felt intensely uncomfortable. "It is very good."

"Alright you two I hope this helped."

"Yup!" Draco smiled. "I feel like I really know her now."

"Uh-huh."

The two left the office and headed to the lift. When they finally returned to their flat Lex exploded.

"How did you know all that stuff?"

He smirked. "I told you my methods are very insightful."

"Insightful my ass! There is no way my favorite color told you about my real father!"

"No you're right but your diary… that told me a lot."

Her face flushed. It was a mixture of embarrassment and anger. "YOU READ MY DIARY?"

"You really should use a better lock charm love."

She wanted with every fiber in her body to kill him. She lunged at him and hit him with one solid blow to the jaw before he grabbed her arms.

"That diary was very personal! How much did you read?" She screamed struggling to break lose.

"Only the last few pages while you got the Chinese food last night. I didn't have time to read anymore. Oh and 'Malfoy is the most arrogant prick on the face of this Earth' has two r's and one g love. Not the other way around!"

"I HATE YOU!"

"It's a good thing your real father left you when you were young! I'm sure he wouldn't want to have dealt with a bitchy daughter like you! I just feel sorry for Mr. Brandish for taking you in!" He let go of her arms pushing her away.

Her eyes were beginning to well up with tears but she couldn't let him see her cry. She ran to her room letting out a primal yell. She slammed her door and collapsed in hysterics on her bed.