Dislcaimer: See first chapter.
A/N oki things picking up a pace i think..actually maybe -shock- showing plot hehe. OKi questions might be raised about this chapter, but ohwell -sighs- can't keep em all happy!
Draco decided to burry the hatchet, as they say, and pulled out parchment from her desk. She sat down on her bed with a quill and started to write the letter that just might send her father and mother into permanent shock.
Dear Father and Mother,
I know you said to find myself a nice Slytherin or Ravenclaw boy, but well…Chemistry just ignored that fact! I mean what is so bad about him anyways? Sure he's not the brightest when it comes to saving himself, but he'll always think of me first, I mean isn't that a bonus? He isn't all that ugly, and he's probably going to turn out rich. He's freaking powerful, we all know that…so what should be the trouble? Okay so he's not exactly what the family would approve of, but I mean…Harry Potter isn't that bad, honestly!
Love your daughter,
Draco Malfoy
Draco looked over what she had written one last time. "That should soften the blow, all those good points about Harry" Draco said out loud, although no one was there to hear her say it.
Draco opened her door and walked down the corridors to mail her letter, hoping Harry would still be alive after her father read the letter. She hoped at least.
Lucius Malfoy's Sunday morning was going along smoothly. He was in his study looking over some dark arts books, while taking mental notes on which one's would work nicely for the Dark Lord.
He noticed his son's, no daughter's… actually, wait, Draco's falcon was perched on the windowsill waiting to be let in. He got up, resting the book on his desk, and walked over to the window letting the bird in.
The bird hopped onto his arm and he took the note attached to the falcon's leg. He then moved away, the bird flying off to find some mice, and sat in his comfy chair, getting himself settled to read a letter from Draco. He opened the parchment up and began reading.
As he got further to the end his face paled, and paled, until it was chalk white. As he read the words 'Harry Potter' the letter fell out of his hands and he proceeded to get up stiffly, before falling down on his expensive carpet, like a plank.
"Lucius, Honey, are you okay?" Lucius heard his wife say. He opened his eyes to see her lovely face looking at him, smiling with relief. "Thank Merlin you are up Lucius, I was afraid something had happened to you" she said.
Lucius opened his mouth to speak, but only the words "Letter, Harry Potter, Draco" came out, as he remembered all he had read. He suddenly fainted again, into Narcissa Malfoy's stunned grasp.
Narcissa let go of her husband and walked over to his desk, ignoring the dark arts book, deciding it best to talk to him about those books later. She picked up her daughter's letter and read it.
"Oh dear" she whispered calmly. Setting the letter down, she walked over to her fainted husband and slapped him in the face.
Lucius' eyes sprang open and he looked at her. "Lucius Malfoy this is no time to over react. You should be writing a letter to Draco right now. She can't have Potter and be a Malfoy at the same time. Think of what your mother will say!" Narcissa said.
"Yes, write a letter, what I should do, yes" he mumbled, picking himself up off the floor. Undignified to be on the floor for a Malfoy, it was unacceptable of him to faint like that!
"Unless, of course, in a case where she becomes stubborn, like she can become, in which case we'll just have to invite the boy over to the next family gathering." Narcissa stated.
Lucius' eyes widened, and if Narcissa could she would burst out laughing at him. "WHAT? Narcissa have you gone MAD? We can't do that, I mean, Dark Lord….he, you've lost it right?" Lucius stuttered.
"No, I have not. Family comes first honey, always comes first. Playing comes second" she said, Lucius gaped at his wife.
"I think you have" he said under his breath, but got up to write a letter just the same.
"I heard that." she replied, walking swiftly out of the room to find a potion to cure headaches, Lucius was going to be giving her one soon enough.
Lucius glared at his study door as it closed. "I have two females in my life who are going to get me killed." he whispered, and sat down trying to get comfortable, but who could get comfortable when you're most likely going to end up inviting an enemy to your house because your daughter refuses to listen to orders?
Draco, on the other hand, was enjoying her Sunday morning to the fullest. She had already tracked down Harry Potter and made herself comfortable on his lap. The Weasel was gaping at them and the glares he was giving Draco were enough to make up for being in his presence alone.
"Well if you weren't on his lap!" Weasel was saying, but Draco just chuckled.
"I'm allowed to be on his lap, he is after all, my boyfriend." Draco said, smirking when the Weasel's jaw dropped open.
"Harry, Malfoy, what?" he said.
"Wow, articulate today aren't we?" Draco replied.
"Shut it Malfoy. Girl or boy you're still an arrogant git!" Weasel growled.
"Uh… could you two for five minutes cooperate?" Harry asked, not bothering to answer the Weasels question.
"Oh fine, but if he makes one more comment about my gender" Draco started to growl a threat before Harry poked. Draco yelped and squirmed, it did tickle a lot.
"Ticklish are we?" Harry said. 'Cocky bastard' Draco thought, glaring at him.
"I think I'm going to go track down where Hermione ran off to" Weasel said and promptly left them alone. 'Ha weren't expecting Harry to be playful with me did you Weasel' Draco thought, but didn't bother to say it out loud.
"Finally, I get you for myself!" Draco exclaimed before attaching herself to his mouth. Yes Draco's morning was going just fine.
Review!! I must have reviews and know how its going!