TITLE:

Nonexistent love- until now

STORY BY:

TOMFELTONZBRIDE

Author's note: Hey Guys! This story, and two others were going to be a trilogy… (See summary on chapter one…) but I have thought of another story… so it's not a trilogy it's a, well it's whatever you'd call a four part story! lol

Ch 2. Draco's summer

"DORY!" Draco cried out. "Bloody munchkin elf." He muttered under his breath. "Stupid git, I TOLD you to have some clean clothes out for me by the time I got out of the shower!" he yelled at the poor thing.

He wasn't technically insulting the elf in fact this elf was a munchkin. Dory was a dwarf elf. It was very rare, but it was possible to have one. Draco's former house elf Dobby, and Dory's mum, Rory, was rather small but not dwarfs, but had several dwarf kids.

"I is very sorry, Master Malfoy, sir." Dory said banging her head against the bathroom doorknob.

"You are just like your filthy, traitor father." He said cruelly.

"I is very sorry, sir, but I is not knowing my father." Dory said in a small whisper.

"Do not talk to me unless spoken to, you ungrateful little-"

"Mister Draco?" said another small voice. "Master Malfoy wishes to see you in the dining room sir."

"Inform my father that I will be there," he said leaving.

"Oh, that was close, thank you Minky." Said Dory. "He was almost going to punish me very badly."

"Master Malfoy really did want to see him." She stated simply and looking at Dory like she has gone mental. "To think that I will risk my head for her." She said in an almost dead whisper.

Dory looked saddened but she was not going to make that comment ruin her fun day of cleaning the bedrooms! (Sarcasm people!)

"Father, you sent for me?" Draco asked.

"Yes, I did. Just to inform you that the Parkinson's are going to be here for dinner. Now, I will ask you to take Miss Parkinson out and show her around the Manor. If I find out that you hexed her one more time, you will get the cruciatus curse, this time. Last time was just a warning."

"Yes, father."

Bloody git, can't find her own man, so she has her parents, with the help of Gringotts of course, try to find her a decent husband after school is done and over with. I don't understand why they are looking now when we are only going to our 6th year, and not our 7th. And why, just why do they have to pick ME! It's disgusting; doesn't she GET that I DO NOT like her, at ALL? I don't even feel any sympathy towards her; then again I am a Malfoy.

It took about two hours for them to arrive since his talk with his father.

"Mrs. Parkinson, Mr. Parkinson, Pansy." Draco greeted his guests.

"Draco, how lovely to see you again!" said Mrs. Parkinson.

"Same to you." Draco replied in a dull tone.

"Ah, Markus, Dandi good to see you arrived on time." Said Lucius.

"I see you've brought P-" Narcissa said, cursing herself mentally for not remembering her name.

"Pansy, how good to see you." Draco said saving his mother's ass, and mentally laughing at his mother's, well, for a lack of a better word, stupidity. How are you going to invite guests over and not even remember their daughter's name!

"Oh, Drakie, how good to see you to!" she said with a giggle followed by a wink.

"It's been, what, one week since we've last seen each other?" Draco said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. She actually thinks that it's good to see her?

"Now, now children, don't bicker, go play in the garden while dinner is getting prepared." Said Narcissa

Geez, when will these people know that I hate being with Pansy! And why is my mother treating me like I am nothing more than a child. Children? Play? What are we? Two? Come on lady, I just saved you from total embarrassment. Bloody hell, if money wasn't involved in this betrothal I doubt they would think twice about me and my love life… if I even had one… they closest thing to a love life that I have is all those girl waiting in line at Hogwarts…he thought…. then again, I am the first person in Hogwarts to have a title like 'Slytherin Sex God'. So, I have my uses. Of course I knew I was supposed to be betrothed. Who else was he expected to get married to? His parents obviously don't think he can get anyone. Course, they don't know my title at Hogwarts. Cough cough. I doubt even if I found the 'girl of my dreams', they would keep me with Pansy 'cause of the money involved. What I would do to get out of this!

"Drakie, I'm cold!" Pansy's whining got him out of his thoughts.

"So, what do you want me to do, hold you, and cradle you till you get warm? He sneered.

"Well, that's the general idea." She said

"No, that's ok." He said

"Ah, well, why not?" she whined.

"One-because I'm not your boyfriend, B- because I don't like you and Three- I have to talk to you or else I'll get in trouble.

Pansy whined in frustration. Why can't he love me? That's not fair. It's because of this stupid curse that I can't show my 'true' self. Why did they have to curse me? It's just not fair. She thought as she started sobbing.

What now! Draco thought.

"What are you crying for?" he asked, not really giving a damn about the answer.

If only I could tell you baby, I can't though; this curse is stopping me from telling anybody.

"Huh? Oh, um… it's nothing, really."

"Well, if it's nothing, then stop crying!" he said.

My god, (A/N: this is not supposed to be religious, it's just a saying. Sorry if it offended anybody!) will this girl ever stop pouring out water ! he thought.

"S- Sorry Drakie."

"How many times do I have to tell you, my name is Draco? Stop calling me Drakie. How many languages do I have to say it in? In French? Je m'appelle Draco. In Korean? Na e rum en Draco ya! In Spanish? Mi llamo Draco. Anything else?" (A/N: sorry, I just HAD to do that! If you all don't know, or haven't figured it out yet, I am Korean. I just thought this little blurb would be rather funny!)

"Drak- Draco, why must you be so mean to me?"

"Pansy," he said mocking her tone of voice. "Why must you ask so many questions?"

"Uh, excuse me sir, Dinner is served Master Draco."

"I haven't forgotten your punishment." Draco said as an answer to Dory's statement.

"Yes, sir."

Dinner went ok. Nothing major happened, until after the Parkinson's left.

"Meet me in my study, in an hour, we have something to tell you." Lucius said.

An hour later, Draco knocked on the door to his father's study.

"Enter!" he said.

When Draco entered his father motioned for him to sit. Narcissa was sitting by the corner. (Lucius didn't think Narcissa was worth anything, so she couldn't even sit near him.)

"Father."

"Son." Oh, don't SON me! You were never even a real father!

"Mother."

"Draco, darling, listen, we have, well, your father and I, that is to say-" she couldn't even think of how to say that I'm going to be married to Pansy, I know this already, just say it!

"You have been betrothed to Pansy Hermione Parkinson, and THAT'S FINAL! No if and's or buts." Said Lucius

"I know sweetie, that you aren't thrilled at this, but think about it honey, you will lead a normal life, with a wife that care's about you, and an heir to the Malfoy name." Said Narcissa.

But Draco wasn't listening; he was too busy laughing at Pansy's middle name. Ha! To think, she hates that little mudblood, yet she has her name! No wonder she never tells anybody her middle name, back in 5th year, I remember her punching the lights out of Goyle for asking her what her middle name was… Do I smell BLACKMAIL!

"May I go now?" he asked. I can't believe they are oblivious to the fact that I didn't even act surprised about this whole situation!

"Uh, sure." Narcissa said taken aback. She thought her son was going to put up a fight with his father and then she would have to see her baby go through that horrible curse.

I can't believe they are oblivious to the fact that I didn't even act surprised about this whole situation!

That night Draco went up to his room and was trying hard not to think about his stupid marriage to that pug. I would marry anybody, ANYBODY, besides Pansy, even Goyle. Well, maybe not… but you get my drift. He finally fell into a deep sleep.

Draco, in his dream, was walking through a hallway of a rather small house. (A "regular" house would be small to him compared to his manor…) He walked into a door on his left side. In the room was a small mahogany wardrobe that matched the desk and bed frame. GOD this place is so small! I could never live in a house! The bed however is what caught his attention. A girl about his age was sitting on the bed with her back turned towards him. Her wavy, brown air almost covered the whole of her back. He slowly made his way to her. He asked her where he was. She didn't answer. Again he asked, she didn't even acknowledge that he was there. He turned her around, and he saw: none other than Mudblood Granger.

He woke with a start.

"Since when do I start having dreams about Granger?" he asked himself. Since you started thinking about marrying anybody other than Pansy. "Since when did I start talking to myself?" he asked irritated for even asking the question.

"When was I thinking about her? (Pansy) I was thinking about that one Slytherin girl I met last year." He said aloud.

He dozed off again, and the next time he awoke was when breakfast was ready.

"M...Master Draco?" Dory said nervously. "Tis time to woke up sir."

"I'm up stupid git, now leave. Wait! I want some toast, I'll be in the gardens."

And with that he quickly dressed and went outside. While he was out there, a barn owl landed on him and started pecking his shoulders.

Hm… looks like the school barn owl.

"Mail from school's here." He said aloud to nobody in particular. "Well, it's off to Diagon Alley for me. Dory! Forget my toast, get me some floo powder!" Dory was already half way to the gardens with his toast when Draco changes his mind. So she had to turn back around and get some floo powder.

A/N: I don't really like cliffhangers, so if I can help it, I won't do them! I know you love me now! Don't ya? lol… well, I guess it's time to go see what Hermione's up to, huh?

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