"Hello Mr. and Mrs. Malfoy," Arthur Weasley said and extended his hand out for Draco to shake. Draco simply stared at him menacingly and continued on.
"Now Draco, is that anyway to act towards the Minister?"
"I don't want their filthy hands touching mine. They probably carry some muggle disease from one of Arthur's ridiculous muggle-object experiments."
Pansy agreed with him, but inwardly felt that they should show some respect to him, after all, he is the Minister of Magic. They didn't treat Fudge that way, and Fudge was a complete idiot.
Pansy did look beautiful that night, which was a stretch for her. She always was well intuned with the fashions of the wizarding world, but she rarely ever pulled any of the looks off. She had no curves to complement any dresses, and her hair was too short and cropped to make fancy or frame her face nicely.
But tonight was different. She wore a long silver dress, that shone brightly throughout the whole ballroom. The charm she had used earlier had grown her hair down to her shoulders, and looked ravishing once she had put it up into a fancy bun, held up with two silver pins. Her black hair and silver dress made her green eyes stand out more than anything, possibly even brighter than Harry Potter's, she told herself. Of course they weren't, but she enjoyed thinking that she was better than someone.
Pansy had been scanning the whole area looking for Hermione Weasley, so she and Draco could casually graze past them and have Hermione look on at Pansy in horror as she realized she was no longer the beauty of the Ministry. But the more she looked, the hope of finding Hermione lessened until it became a nothing. But Pansy spotted Harry Potter amongst the crowd of happy, partying wizards and left Draco to confront him.
"Hello Harry," she said in as superior of a voice she could.
"Hello Pansy." Harry said, smiling brightly. Probably to make me angry, she thought.
"Have you seen Hermione, or Ron?" Harry looked at her confused as to why she would be looking for two people she hated. But he sighed and said:
"She's having her baby."
"But Draco said she had only been pregnant for a month!"
"I only knew about her pregnance for a month." Draco had joined them. The statement had startled Pansy at first, mostly because she didn't know that Draco had been standing there, but also because he hadn't given her anymore detail other than that he had only known for a month.
"Honestly, Pansy, you must learn to listen." he smiled at Pansy and turned to Harry. "So, Potter, flying alone tonight? No date?"
"Oh, she's getting a drink." Harry said coolly and motioned towards the table. There stood Ginny Weasley, coming towards the three with two glasses of red punch.
"Honestly, a Weasley Potter? Even I knew you could do better. Whatever happened to Cho Chang?" Draco tried to be menacing to the two, but it only came off as annoying.
"Cho, is engaged to," Ginny pondered for a moment. "I think Michael Corner, I could be wrong though."
"Michael Corner, you dated him, right?" Pansy asked. They were obviously trying to get the two very angry, but weren't succeeding. The Michael Corner incident had happened about 8 years ago, and Ginny never even thought about him after 4th year. Of course, she had Dean Thomas her whole 5th year of Hogwarts there to comfort her when she did think about him.
"Yeah, I did. A waste of time really, I feel bad Cho." Ginny and Harry laughed. Pansy and Draco only let out a weak smile.
"Well, enough time here, don't you think, darling?" Draco said, offering his arm. He and Pansy left Ginny and Harry, and walked in bitter defeat towards a table, with only two people sitting at it. Draco recognized one as Blaise, but the other he did not know.
"Blaise! Old friend!" Draco said as he and Blaise embraced each other. "It's been to long." They both took their seats and began a conversation about what they had been doing after the Deatheater times. After the Dark Lord had been defeated.
"The Ministry has been on my back ever since I was proclaimed innocent from that trial. Good I wasn't going to Azkaban, eh? But the Ministry did make me help gather all the Dementors. That wasn't an easy, or fun job." this last remark was said with sarcasm, and Draco knew some of Blaise's pain. Since Draco himself had only been a benefactor and not full on Deatheater, he had not been sentenced or trialed.
"It's horrible, what they've done to some of the people."
"Yeah, I hear that Crabbe got sent to Azkaban?"
That memory was not as painful as most would have thought for Draco. Crabbe had only been a minion to Draco, not a friend. He hadn't really had any friends, but still, some might have thought that the loss of a minion would be devastating to Draco Malfoy.
"Yes, he did."
"And why is that?"
"Murder of two wizards and three muggles. They gave him a life sentence, though he did get out of the Dementor's kiss, but that will only last him for a while."
"It's hard, seeing our friends go the way they did."
"Tell me about it."
"Now Draco, is that anyway to act towards the Minister?"
"I don't want their filthy hands touching mine. They probably carry some muggle disease from one of Arthur's ridiculous muggle-object experiments."
Pansy agreed with him, but inwardly felt that they should show some respect to him, after all, he is the Minister of Magic. They didn't treat Fudge that way, and Fudge was a complete idiot.
Pansy did look beautiful that night, which was a stretch for her. She always was well intuned with the fashions of the wizarding world, but she rarely ever pulled any of the looks off. She had no curves to complement any dresses, and her hair was too short and cropped to make fancy or frame her face nicely.
But tonight was different. She wore a long silver dress, that shone brightly throughout the whole ballroom. The charm she had used earlier had grown her hair down to her shoulders, and looked ravishing once she had put it up into a fancy bun, held up with two silver pins. Her black hair and silver dress made her green eyes stand out more than anything, possibly even brighter than Harry Potter's, she told herself. Of course they weren't, but she enjoyed thinking that she was better than someone.
Pansy had been scanning the whole area looking for Hermione Weasley, so she and Draco could casually graze past them and have Hermione look on at Pansy in horror as she realized she was no longer the beauty of the Ministry. But the more she looked, the hope of finding Hermione lessened until it became a nothing. But Pansy spotted Harry Potter amongst the crowd of happy, partying wizards and left Draco to confront him.
"Hello Harry," she said in as superior of a voice she could.
"Hello Pansy." Harry said, smiling brightly. Probably to make me angry, she thought.
"Have you seen Hermione, or Ron?" Harry looked at her confused as to why she would be looking for two people she hated. But he sighed and said:
"She's having her baby."
"But Draco said she had only been pregnant for a month!"
"I only knew about her pregnance for a month." Draco had joined them. The statement had startled Pansy at first, mostly because she didn't know that Draco had been standing there, but also because he hadn't given her anymore detail other than that he had only known for a month.
"Honestly, Pansy, you must learn to listen." he smiled at Pansy and turned to Harry. "So, Potter, flying alone tonight? No date?"
"Oh, she's getting a drink." Harry said coolly and motioned towards the table. There stood Ginny Weasley, coming towards the three with two glasses of red punch.
"Honestly, a Weasley Potter? Even I knew you could do better. Whatever happened to Cho Chang?" Draco tried to be menacing to the two, but it only came off as annoying.
"Cho, is engaged to," Ginny pondered for a moment. "I think Michael Corner, I could be wrong though."
"Michael Corner, you dated him, right?" Pansy asked. They were obviously trying to get the two very angry, but weren't succeeding. The Michael Corner incident had happened about 8 years ago, and Ginny never even thought about him after 4th year. Of course, she had Dean Thomas her whole 5th year of Hogwarts there to comfort her when she did think about him.
"Yeah, I did. A waste of time really, I feel bad Cho." Ginny and Harry laughed. Pansy and Draco only let out a weak smile.
"Well, enough time here, don't you think, darling?" Draco said, offering his arm. He and Pansy left Ginny and Harry, and walked in bitter defeat towards a table, with only two people sitting at it. Draco recognized one as Blaise, but the other he did not know.
"Blaise! Old friend!" Draco said as he and Blaise embraced each other. "It's been to long." They both took their seats and began a conversation about what they had been doing after the Deatheater times. After the Dark Lord had been defeated.
"The Ministry has been on my back ever since I was proclaimed innocent from that trial. Good I wasn't going to Azkaban, eh? But the Ministry did make me help gather all the Dementors. That wasn't an easy, or fun job." this last remark was said with sarcasm, and Draco knew some of Blaise's pain. Since Draco himself had only been a benefactor and not full on Deatheater, he had not been sentenced or trialed.
"It's horrible, what they've done to some of the people."
"Yeah, I hear that Crabbe got sent to Azkaban?"
That memory was not as painful as most would have thought for Draco. Crabbe had only been a minion to Draco, not a friend. He hadn't really had any friends, but still, some might have thought that the loss of a minion would be devastating to Draco Malfoy.
"Yes, he did."
"And why is that?"
"Murder of two wizards and three muggles. They gave him a life sentence, though he did get out of the Dementor's kiss, but that will only last him for a while."
"It's hard, seeing our friends go the way they did."
"Tell me about it."