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A/N: Woohoo! I'm five chapters in. Sorry they're soo short, but I like to end chapters in certain places...I'm working on the length though! Umm...thanks for reading and...on with the show!
Ch.5
Interesting Developments
Draco apparated into his room with a small pop.
Jeez, what was up with Granger? Like I would actually get committed over one good lay…yeah right. I've had better anyway.
With that thought he walked into his rather spacious bathroom and showered. Coming out of the bathroom twenty minutes later, with a navy blue towel slung around his hips, and toweling his hair dry, he was still pondering Hermione's reaction.
Do guys always expect commitment from her? I thought she had only dated Weasley; hmm…I'll have to ask her that next time. Wait, what did I just think? There will be no next time!
Unless, by some awful luck I should happen to run into her again; but, that won't be happening because I don't need to go into Muggle London, there are plenty of clubs in Diagon Alley. Though, I could just once, I mean she was decent…
At that moment Draco's musings were interrupted by his father's disembodied voice filling the room.
"Son, I would appreciate your presence in my office, in about ten minutes." The voice disappeared, leaving no apparent sign of how it got in there in the first place.
Damn magical intercom system, I knew that thing would be a nuisance. But no, we need to have a way of being in touch with each other. We're in the same bloody house for Merlin's sake.
Draco proceeded to dry himself off and dress in the usual gray robes he wore around the house. He left his room, turned to the left, and went up three flights of stairs before remembering he could just apparate and skip the next six flights.
He arrived in front of his father's door, every hair in place, not out of breath in the slightest. He knocked, waiting for his father to tell him to enter. Checking his watch, Draco saw that he had made it in ten minutes on the dot. Lucius' voice called to him through the door, granting him permission to enter.
"Father, you wished to speak to me."
Lucius put his hands together and looked appraisingly at Draco over the tips of his fingers.
"Yes, Draco, as a matter of fact, I did. Sit down," Lucius said, gesturing to one of the two armchairs in front of his rather massive oak desk.
Draco sat down in the one offered, and looked at his father, waiting patiently for him to continue.
"Well, Draco, your godfather has contacted me, and he told me that he would be teaching potions at a university near here. He remembered your professed interest in the subject, and he also recalled that you weren't doing much of anything here. In short, he offered to take you under his wing, provided you attend the university for the rest of your classes, and eventually make you a master like himself. Severus has made you quite a generous offer, what do you think?"
Draco sat for a moment, thoughts racing in his head, as he deciphered his father's "question".
He knew that he had virtually no choice, Lucius approved of the plan, and he was rather interested in potions, it had been his best subject. There was really no choice to make.
"It sounds intriguing Father. When would I begin my classes?"
"You would leave tomorrow and start classes next week-" Draco interrupted him, "Why would I need to leave so soon?"
Lucius glared at him, reminding him of his place. "You will leave tomorrow because the university is mixed. It is a muggle school as well, and Severus feels that it would look good if you were to mix with some of the people, and learn the culture, before you were immersed in your studies."
Draco was taken aback. A muggle school? Has Father lost his mind? Why on earth-
He was called from his thoughts by a rather impatient Lucius, who said, "Go pack your things, and I will see you at lunch in precisely," he consulted his watch, "one hour. We will then go to Diagon Alley to pick up any remaining items you might need, as well as some muggle clothing for you."
Lucius waved a hand, dismissing Draco, who stood up and almost made it out the door before Lucius could say something else.
"Oh, and son, don't forget, while you are at this school you will be representing our family, and I have worked too hard on rebuilding our reputation after the defeat of the Dark Lord to see you ruin it on Muggle-baiting."
Draco swallowed hard before nodding, and retreating to his own room.
