Chapter 2 – More than He Expected
-----Matthews Estates-----
The next morning, Aless rolled over in her comfortable bed just as her mother opened the door and walked in, saying in a cheery voice,
"Rise and shine, sleepy head! It's almost 2 in the afternoon, and we've got to get to the Malfoys!"
Aless sat up and rubbed her eyes. Ironically, she hadn't heard anything her mother had said after "afternoon". After a few seconds, she was wide awake. "Mum! 2 already? Why didn't you wake me earlier?" noticing the look on her mother's face, she grinned and continued, "Oh, fine. I'll get ready. My things are already packed anyways."
Aless did her business in her bathroom, then skipped to her walk-in closet and rummaged for a nice outfit. She found a pair of tan shorts from Abercrombie & Witch, which her mother had bought the previous day. She chose a pink halter top that fit snugly around her body without being too tight. She threw 2 enormous bags to the door, slipped on her brown flip flops, and instructed a house elf to bring her bags downstairs. She went downstairs and found her parents waiting for her in the large foyer. Seeing Aless, Michael Matthews said, "All set?" Aless and her mother nodded, "Ok, let's go!"
The trip to Narcissa's house was peaceful until the Manor was visible from a distance. Aless asked her mum,
"Who exactly IS Narcissa? I know she's your friend, but they must be well off too!"
Mrs. Matthews replied, "Of course! Narcissa married Lucius a few months before I married your father. I was the maid of honor at her wedding," she paused, glancing at her husband before continuing, "Yes, the Malfoys are on the same level we are."
Aless, who had been drinking from a bottle of water, nearly choked, "You mean, Narcissa's a Malfoy?"
"Of course she is! What else would she be?"
Aless was speechless. Spending a whole week with Draco Malfoy? Her luck couldn't be any worse. He was an arrogant prat she couldn't stand. On the other hand, why not liven the week up and make his life a living hell?
Their car pulled up in front of the Malfoy's large house-if you could call it a house. It was more of a mansion. Mr. Matthews had barely cut off the engine of the car when the front door had sprung open and a tall, thin woman with unmistakably the same pale blonde hair Draco had, wearing a black and white sundress ran out to greet them.
"Riles! Oh my! Look at you! You look so different from when I last saw you!" Narcissa Malfoy exclaimed, enveloping Riley Matthews in a hug.
"Cissa, you saw me yesterday. But that's ok. I know I look better day by day," Mrs. Matthews grinned.
Narcissa smiled sheepishly. She greeted Mr. Matthews, and her eyes fell on Aless.
"Riley! Is this your daughter? Oh, she's so pretty! She looks exactly like you, maybe even better," Narcissa couldn't help the playful grin on her face.
"Hi Mrs. Malfoy. I'm Aless," Aless introduced herself.
"Aless, is it? Oh, no need to call me Mrs. Malfoy. I feel old. Call me Narcissa," she said, with a sincere smile on her face, something rare for a Malfoy. "Draco! Come out here! There's some people I want you to meet!"
Draco Malfoy swaggered out to the front yard. Narcissa continued, "Draco, this is Riley Matthews, my best friend from Hogwarts, Her husband Michael, and their daughter Aless."
Draco Malfoy said a polite hello to Mr. and Mrs. Matthews, and to Aless' horror, his gaze rested on Aless. He was checking her out, and not being very subtle about it. Aless was clearly uncomfortable, shown by the look on her face which Draco saw, which only made him smirk. She glared at him.
"Now Draco, why don't you take Aless' things and show her up to her room? I'll have the house elves take care of the rest of the things," Narcissa said, interrupting them.
"Mother!" Draco protested, eyeing Aless large bags, "Why do I have to carry her bags?"
"Because I said so Draco," Narcissa gave her son a look that meant do-it-or- else. Draco got the message, sighed, picked up Aless' bags, and motioned for Aless to follow him inside.
Once inside the entrance hall, Draco started muttering something under his breath that sounded vaguely like, "No one tells a Malfoy what to do", to which Aless replied, "I believe your mother just did." Draco only said, "Well, she's a Malfoy." Draco led the way up 2 flights of stairs and stopped in front of a door not too far from another. He put her stuff down and proceeded to walk away, but Aless stopped him, "Where do you think you're going?"
"To my room. Where else?" he replied.
"I believe your orders were to take my things and show me up to my room," she said with coldly.
"And I did."
"No you didn't. Am I supposed to sleep in this hallway?"
Draco sighed and walked back. Women, he thought. He picked up her bags and opened the door for Aless. Before Aless went in the room, she turned to look at him and said haughtily,
"Next time you do something, don't do it half-assed."
Then she took a few steps into the room before stopping in her tracks. Malfoy stopped behind her and smirked. She was obviously in awe of this room. He knew her house was just as big as this. Perhaps it wasn't as nicely furnished. He watched her observe her surroundings as she took in the lavender theme, giving it a definite feminine vibe. The room was roughly the size of Aless' own room at home, with a king size bed that seemed to be groaning under a huge mattress and a silk, lavender down comforter. Next to the bed was a night table, containing several sheets of parchment and a few expensive looking quills and a bottle of ink. A loveseat sat in one corner of the bedroom, next to a huge window in which sunlight was streaming through. There was a door on the right and another one on the left. Draco had had enough of the silence and took this opportunity to say,
"My mum thought you'd like this. The door on the left is the closet and the one on the right leads to the bathroom," he said, leaving out the fact that she would be sharing it with him, "My room is right next door, if you ever need anything from me."
As if I'd want anything from him. He can dream on-I can't blame him I'm a lot better looking than that pug Parkinson, she thought. Then she smacked her hand to her mouth in horror-she was starting to sound like him! No way! Ooo-this was all his fault. I've been hanging around him too-
Her thoughts were cut short when she heard what sounded like her mother and Narcissa calling her name. Draco had already started for the door, and Aless could only follow him downstairs, softly closing the door behind her.
By the time Draco and Aless got downstairs, they were a bit stunned to see their mothers looking very pleased with themselves. Narcissa said,
"So do you like your room?"
Aless nodded fervently and replied, "It's very nice! Thank you so much!"
"I'm glad you like it. Its one of the nicest guest bedrooms we have here. Anyways, we're hosting a welcome party for your family slash get together with a bunch of old friends tonight. Its more of a semi-formal gathering. You'll be fine in a nice skirt. And," She paused, giving Riley a devilish grin, "Draco will be your escort."
Both Draco and Aless exclaimed in unison, "WHAT?!? Do I really have to?"
"Yes," both mothers replied, "and there's no excuses."
Narcissa continued, "Now, I suggest we all go relax and then freshen up. Draco, you are to meet Alessandra at the bottom of the stairs at 6 pm sharp."
With that, Narcissa and Riley left the room. Draco followed suit, saying something about flying for awhile. Aless followed him out and went up to her room. She found that in the short time she had been downstairs, someone had put her clothes away in the closet and organized the rest of her belongings. Looking out the window, she saw a figure zooming around on a broomstick. She knew that was Draco. Now that she had time to herself, she ventured into the bathroom, not noticing the door on the other side. It was almost 4 o'clock. She had 2 hours to get ready. The first thing she knew she had to do was take a nice, long bath in the huge tub. She noticed that there were a dozen or so taps surrounding the tub. She assumed if they were anything like her own bath tub at home, they dispensed perfume, water (of course), and bubbles/foam. She tested out a few taps and knew she was right. She made sure there was a towel hanging on the rack to the side, promptly turned on one of the taps, which dispensed warm water, turned another one which dispensed the pleasant scent of plumeria, and turned another one, of which out came thick foam and bubbles. She waited until the tub was filled to a decent amount and discarded her clothing, gingerly stepping into the tub slowly. Finally, she was in. She breathed a sigh of relief.
She had only been in the tub for 15 minutes when Draco Malfoy, hot and sweaty from his short afternoon flying workout, decided it was time to go inside for a nice cold shower. He put away his broomstick in the shed, along with his other practice broomsticks, and went inside. He walked up to his room, and once there, he grabbed a light green towel from his closet and turned the knob of the bathroom door.
Meanwhile, Aless was still relaxing. Her peace was interrupted when she heard a door turn. She snapped back to reality and shrieked when she saw that it was Draco Malfoy who had pushed his door open and stopped short, staring at her. He was just as startled as she was, only maybe not as mad about it; after all, he had walked in on her in the bathroom, naked no less, in HIS bathtub.
Draco had conveniently forgotten to tell Aless that he had access to this bathroom, seeing that it was his normally. He was definitely seeing more than just her pretty face.
Aless had neglected to notice to other door.
So who's fault was it really?
A/N: Here's another chappie! Not as long as I'd hoped for, but the next one should be longer. I promise I'll have it out by Sunday evening, Monday afternoon at the latest. Thanks to my wonderful reviewers. I'm glad you all like my story-keep reviewing! And I know I have other readers that don't review-please review! I won't harm you! I might if you don't review though! This is more of a filler chappie, so please bear with me!
-----Matthews Estates-----
The next morning, Aless rolled over in her comfortable bed just as her mother opened the door and walked in, saying in a cheery voice,
"Rise and shine, sleepy head! It's almost 2 in the afternoon, and we've got to get to the Malfoys!"
Aless sat up and rubbed her eyes. Ironically, she hadn't heard anything her mother had said after "afternoon". After a few seconds, she was wide awake. "Mum! 2 already? Why didn't you wake me earlier?" noticing the look on her mother's face, she grinned and continued, "Oh, fine. I'll get ready. My things are already packed anyways."
Aless did her business in her bathroom, then skipped to her walk-in closet and rummaged for a nice outfit. She found a pair of tan shorts from Abercrombie & Witch, which her mother had bought the previous day. She chose a pink halter top that fit snugly around her body without being too tight. She threw 2 enormous bags to the door, slipped on her brown flip flops, and instructed a house elf to bring her bags downstairs. She went downstairs and found her parents waiting for her in the large foyer. Seeing Aless, Michael Matthews said, "All set?" Aless and her mother nodded, "Ok, let's go!"
The trip to Narcissa's house was peaceful until the Manor was visible from a distance. Aless asked her mum,
"Who exactly IS Narcissa? I know she's your friend, but they must be well off too!"
Mrs. Matthews replied, "Of course! Narcissa married Lucius a few months before I married your father. I was the maid of honor at her wedding," she paused, glancing at her husband before continuing, "Yes, the Malfoys are on the same level we are."
Aless, who had been drinking from a bottle of water, nearly choked, "You mean, Narcissa's a Malfoy?"
"Of course she is! What else would she be?"
Aless was speechless. Spending a whole week with Draco Malfoy? Her luck couldn't be any worse. He was an arrogant prat she couldn't stand. On the other hand, why not liven the week up and make his life a living hell?
Their car pulled up in front of the Malfoy's large house-if you could call it a house. It was more of a mansion. Mr. Matthews had barely cut off the engine of the car when the front door had sprung open and a tall, thin woman with unmistakably the same pale blonde hair Draco had, wearing a black and white sundress ran out to greet them.
"Riles! Oh my! Look at you! You look so different from when I last saw you!" Narcissa Malfoy exclaimed, enveloping Riley Matthews in a hug.
"Cissa, you saw me yesterday. But that's ok. I know I look better day by day," Mrs. Matthews grinned.
Narcissa smiled sheepishly. She greeted Mr. Matthews, and her eyes fell on Aless.
"Riley! Is this your daughter? Oh, she's so pretty! She looks exactly like you, maybe even better," Narcissa couldn't help the playful grin on her face.
"Hi Mrs. Malfoy. I'm Aless," Aless introduced herself.
"Aless, is it? Oh, no need to call me Mrs. Malfoy. I feel old. Call me Narcissa," she said, with a sincere smile on her face, something rare for a Malfoy. "Draco! Come out here! There's some people I want you to meet!"
Draco Malfoy swaggered out to the front yard. Narcissa continued, "Draco, this is Riley Matthews, my best friend from Hogwarts, Her husband Michael, and their daughter Aless."
Draco Malfoy said a polite hello to Mr. and Mrs. Matthews, and to Aless' horror, his gaze rested on Aless. He was checking her out, and not being very subtle about it. Aless was clearly uncomfortable, shown by the look on her face which Draco saw, which only made him smirk. She glared at him.
"Now Draco, why don't you take Aless' things and show her up to her room? I'll have the house elves take care of the rest of the things," Narcissa said, interrupting them.
"Mother!" Draco protested, eyeing Aless large bags, "Why do I have to carry her bags?"
"Because I said so Draco," Narcissa gave her son a look that meant do-it-or- else. Draco got the message, sighed, picked up Aless' bags, and motioned for Aless to follow him inside.
Once inside the entrance hall, Draco started muttering something under his breath that sounded vaguely like, "No one tells a Malfoy what to do", to which Aless replied, "I believe your mother just did." Draco only said, "Well, she's a Malfoy." Draco led the way up 2 flights of stairs and stopped in front of a door not too far from another. He put her stuff down and proceeded to walk away, but Aless stopped him, "Where do you think you're going?"
"To my room. Where else?" he replied.
"I believe your orders were to take my things and show me up to my room," she said with coldly.
"And I did."
"No you didn't. Am I supposed to sleep in this hallway?"
Draco sighed and walked back. Women, he thought. He picked up her bags and opened the door for Aless. Before Aless went in the room, she turned to look at him and said haughtily,
"Next time you do something, don't do it half-assed."
Then she took a few steps into the room before stopping in her tracks. Malfoy stopped behind her and smirked. She was obviously in awe of this room. He knew her house was just as big as this. Perhaps it wasn't as nicely furnished. He watched her observe her surroundings as she took in the lavender theme, giving it a definite feminine vibe. The room was roughly the size of Aless' own room at home, with a king size bed that seemed to be groaning under a huge mattress and a silk, lavender down comforter. Next to the bed was a night table, containing several sheets of parchment and a few expensive looking quills and a bottle of ink. A loveseat sat in one corner of the bedroom, next to a huge window in which sunlight was streaming through. There was a door on the right and another one on the left. Draco had had enough of the silence and took this opportunity to say,
"My mum thought you'd like this. The door on the left is the closet and the one on the right leads to the bathroom," he said, leaving out the fact that she would be sharing it with him, "My room is right next door, if you ever need anything from me."
As if I'd want anything from him. He can dream on-I can't blame him I'm a lot better looking than that pug Parkinson, she thought. Then she smacked her hand to her mouth in horror-she was starting to sound like him! No way! Ooo-this was all his fault. I've been hanging around him too-
Her thoughts were cut short when she heard what sounded like her mother and Narcissa calling her name. Draco had already started for the door, and Aless could only follow him downstairs, softly closing the door behind her.
By the time Draco and Aless got downstairs, they were a bit stunned to see their mothers looking very pleased with themselves. Narcissa said,
"So do you like your room?"
Aless nodded fervently and replied, "It's very nice! Thank you so much!"
"I'm glad you like it. Its one of the nicest guest bedrooms we have here. Anyways, we're hosting a welcome party for your family slash get together with a bunch of old friends tonight. Its more of a semi-formal gathering. You'll be fine in a nice skirt. And," She paused, giving Riley a devilish grin, "Draco will be your escort."
Both Draco and Aless exclaimed in unison, "WHAT?!? Do I really have to?"
"Yes," both mothers replied, "and there's no excuses."
Narcissa continued, "Now, I suggest we all go relax and then freshen up. Draco, you are to meet Alessandra at the bottom of the stairs at 6 pm sharp."
With that, Narcissa and Riley left the room. Draco followed suit, saying something about flying for awhile. Aless followed him out and went up to her room. She found that in the short time she had been downstairs, someone had put her clothes away in the closet and organized the rest of her belongings. Looking out the window, she saw a figure zooming around on a broomstick. She knew that was Draco. Now that she had time to herself, she ventured into the bathroom, not noticing the door on the other side. It was almost 4 o'clock. She had 2 hours to get ready. The first thing she knew she had to do was take a nice, long bath in the huge tub. She noticed that there were a dozen or so taps surrounding the tub. She assumed if they were anything like her own bath tub at home, they dispensed perfume, water (of course), and bubbles/foam. She tested out a few taps and knew she was right. She made sure there was a towel hanging on the rack to the side, promptly turned on one of the taps, which dispensed warm water, turned another one which dispensed the pleasant scent of plumeria, and turned another one, of which out came thick foam and bubbles. She waited until the tub was filled to a decent amount and discarded her clothing, gingerly stepping into the tub slowly. Finally, she was in. She breathed a sigh of relief.
She had only been in the tub for 15 minutes when Draco Malfoy, hot and sweaty from his short afternoon flying workout, decided it was time to go inside for a nice cold shower. He put away his broomstick in the shed, along with his other practice broomsticks, and went inside. He walked up to his room, and once there, he grabbed a light green towel from his closet and turned the knob of the bathroom door.
Meanwhile, Aless was still relaxing. Her peace was interrupted when she heard a door turn. She snapped back to reality and shrieked when she saw that it was Draco Malfoy who had pushed his door open and stopped short, staring at her. He was just as startled as she was, only maybe not as mad about it; after all, he had walked in on her in the bathroom, naked no less, in HIS bathtub.
Draco had conveniently forgotten to tell Aless that he had access to this bathroom, seeing that it was his normally. He was definitely seeing more than just her pretty face.
Aless had neglected to notice to other door.
So who's fault was it really?
A/N: Here's another chappie! Not as long as I'd hoped for, but the next one should be longer. I promise I'll have it out by Sunday evening, Monday afternoon at the latest. Thanks to my wonderful reviewers. I'm glad you all like my story-keep reviewing! And I know I have other readers that don't review-please review! I won't harm you! I might if you don't review though! This is more of a filler chappie, so please bear with me!