Angel
By: AznMoonDevil
Summary: Draco Malfoy's a wealthy bachelor. A healer. Handsome looks. Everything's great till an angel falls out of the sky and his life is turned from paradise to hell and back.
A/N: I haven't written fanfics for a long time. So if it's a disappointment y'all know why. Here it goes!
Chapter 1 What in the bloody hell?!?
Ginny looked out of her window. Everything always turned out to be shit for her. Her boyfriend who was a good-for-nothing-bastard had just broken up with her and had taken ownership of her flat. HER flat! Ginerva Weasley was angry, enraged. Any other word that would describe being mad that was what she was feeling. Why did she go out with him? He charmed her into think he was a sweet guy. Turns out he was not-so-sweet and that he was a lad with no life except watching muggle television because it "amused" him. More like made him mad for a shag since he got turned on by the weirdest things.
The youngest Weasley was not only mad but also jobless. She didn't have a job anymore since when her good-for-nothing ex broke up with her, making her moody and she had gotten the best honors of her year! The teachers praised her except Snape but he was a cranky old man that was in dire need of a tan and he was head of Slytherin. Ginny looked around her room after getting tired of looking out of her window. Childhood memories flashed in her brain. It had been awhile since she stayed at The Burrow. She missed it so much and she was glad she was back again.
Draco Malfoy was out for a stroll. A stroll of all things! He was still the same little bratty Malfoy boy that he was in Hogwarts but with a twist. He wasn't rat faced anymore. He was damn hot, or so the nurses at his work said. The young Malfoy appreciated these comments about him but he had no desire to go out with a co-worker. But why was he out for a stroll? He had to meet his best friend Blaise Zabini. Blaise had been his best friend since Crabbe and Goyle proved that even they weren't worthy of a Malfoy's time. BLEARGHHHHHHHHHH!!! He stopped walking suddenly. Sure it was night and he was alone on the street but he had heard NOTHING like that noise he just heard. Well, there was that one time when he was having a very err; "visual" dream but now wasn't the time to think about that dream as there was a naked Potter in it. What a nightmare that was.
Draco looked around. No one. The stars were shining brightly; the moon was out, a cool breeze, it was the perfect night to be out for a walk. He looked at the tree behind of him. Nope, nothing at all. Well, nothing unusual about the tree. Tall, had green leaves, branches. The most normal tree you could ever look at. He started walking again. The famous Malfoy strut. Every Malfoy had the strut down. It didn't matter if you were male or female. The strut was the same for every Malfoy. He happened to like the strut actually.
"Malfoy! Stop walking and get your arse over here!" yelled a voice.
Draco did a double take. Who the hell was yelling to him? It didn't sound like Blaise's voice. Blaise's voice was deeper and huskier. Not that he was attracted to men. He happened to like witches in skimpy clothes a lot. The voice yelled his name again. It was coming from an alley to his right. He walked slowly towards the alley. There was a flash of light. It wasn't from a wand. It blinded him for a second. He blinked until his vision came back into focus. Holy shit. He wasn't expecting this. It looked like an angel but it couldn't have been one! Seriously, why would he need an angel?
"I'm presuming you're an angel then from the looks of your wings, halo, and that bright light you blinded me with just seconds before."
"Well look at Mr. Malfoy who thinks he's all high and mighty. Pshh. Now shut up. I fell out of the sky because I gotta take care or your arse," replied the angel back in a not so angel-like voice.
"My arse? How come you have to take care of me? I'm devishly handsome, wealthy, and I happen to be a healer. You certainly have the wrong person angel."
The angel glared at him, "If you don't start acting nice to me I just may have to put in a word to the big guy up there to send you to hell since he sent me to help you."
Draco's eyebrow rose at this. The big guy? God? There was a god? Bloody hell. He didn't know that. Well his father was already burning in hell and he really didn't want to see his father's body all dismantled and burnt looking.
"Fine. I'll be nice since I don't want to go to hell and see my father's body burn. So you're going to care of me how? I don't need to be taken care of angel."
"Ah. But you do young Malfoy. You need love… Everybody needs love; it's what makes them human."
"Love? I don't believe in love. All witches are good for is just a quick shag in bed and then I'm satisfied," quipped Draco back with a smirk on his face.
"You really are a disgusting man Draco. I'm ashamed you're a male. You make the alpha male look like crap. And stop calling me angel. My name's Vince."
"Well Vince, there's a correction to be mad. I'm the alpha male in case you haven't notice. And you're making me late. I have to meet someone now. Goodbye."
Draco walked off. Well that was a little eventful. But he need an angel to take care of him till he found love? Stupid really. He didn't need love. Quick shags in bed were fine by him. He finally reached Blaise's building where his flat was. He headed in.
"Where ya going Malfoy?"
"How'd you get into my head angel? Get out now. I'm probably jabbering and people will start looking at me like I turned into a lunatic like my father did before he died."
"I TOLD you my name is Vince. Get that through your small brain Malfoy."
"My brain isn't small."
"Is too small. Very small. I wonder how you even graduated from Hogwarts."
"Shut up. I'm in front of Blaise's flat now and I don't want to appear distant to him"
"Are you gay?"
"WHAT? I'm not gay! Blaise is my best friend you stupid angel!!"
The door opened and Blaise looked at him skeptically. Malfoy was lost in thought. Either that or he was just constipated. He probably was since he always ate those tacos for lunch.
"Malfoy, are you lost in thought or are you just constipated from those tacos you always eat?" Blaise said while his mouth twitched. He couldn't help but smile at what he said.
"SHUT UP VINCE!!" roared Draco stomping his foot too.
Blaise looked at Draco. His head wasn't in the right place. But he needed to tell him this.
"I'll just ignore what you said Malfoy. I wanted you to come here since I'm getting married."
Draco stopped arguing in his mind with Vince, "What? Married? You? How can YOU get married?!? You're always going to strip clubs!"
"I'm not always going. It's only once a week but that'll stop since I'm marrying Luna Lovegood."
"That loony Ravenclaw who wore butterbeer caps for a necklace? Bloody hell Blaise. She's got a nice pair of legs now though. I know you've always had a thing for her legs."
"Shut up Draco and yes I do happen to have a thing for her legs but that's not the point. I want YOU to be my best man."
"Just do it Malfoy. You could go meet some nice women. You know so then once you find "the girl" I can go back to heaven and stay around there peacefully till the big guy wants me to help another loser like you."
"Shut up."
"Make me. I can still make sure you can go to hell you know."
"Damn you, you shit head of an angel."
"Now, now... there's no need for crude language Malfoy."
"Shut up."
"Make me."
"God dammit, I'll be your best man Blaise. Happy now Vince? And SHUT UP for the love of god already you shit head!!" Draco retorted angrily.
"What in the bloody hell?!?" Blaise said before Draco apparated out of the room with a pop.
"Fine, I'll shut up for now Malfoy. Nice collection of boxers by the way. You should try and get red silk ones though."