A/N: You see how much I love you? I'm updating today even though I'm tired like hell. My mind is officially shutting down. I have had the busiest day.

More importantly, this chappy is quite entertaining, and partly it is evil. Hope you like it.

ErikandChristine- The time thing… I just make time. I'm glad you're enjoying this.

krillball6- I assure you that in this fic., Voldemort is dead.

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Jacqueline got up early the next morning. She had breakfast at 6:30a.m. and then set to work. She transformed the room next to the dining room into a kitchen. Not any kitchen, a Muggle kitchen. She then went through the whole house to make sure everything magical was put away. By 1:00p.m., the manor had not the slightest magical trace to it.

Jacqui went down a hidden passage to the kitchens to see how the House-elves were doing with dinner.

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At 6:00p.m., Jacqueline heard a knock on the door. She opened it to see a group of people there. An elderly woman, a woman in her mid-thirties carrying a five year old girl, a man who probably was her husband, and two boys nineteen years of age.

"My dear, dear, sweet child," said the elderly woman.

"Grandma Fran," said Jacqui smiling and went over to hug the woman.

"How many times do I have to tell you, Amy, not to call me Grandma?"

A/N: superspunky7, SJCforever, sound familiar?

"I'm sorry. Aunt Lisa and Uncle Oscar," continued Jacqueline walking over to the husband and wife.

"Amaris," began Aunt Lisa, "This is my son Nicholas and his friend Tony." With that she pointed at their son, a blonde like his mother, and Tony, a boy with dark hair and sparkling green eyes.

"You changed so much," said Jacqui, looking over her cousin. Then in a cooler manner, "Nice to meet you, Tony."

She invited them in and the family members looked around themselves in awe.

"So your father had a lot of money," said Fran. "He never spared us anything."

"You feel right at home and I" sorry to leave you, but I have to finish dinner," said Jacqueline.

"I'll help," said Lisa, handing the little girl to Nicholas.

Jacqueline didn't remark and led her aunt to the kitchen. She was relieved that the House-elves brought the almost finished food.

One word about What's-His-Name, and they are out of here, thought Jacqui. They tried to marry me off once, they won't attempt again.

"Tony is such a wonderful boy," began Aunt Lisa.

"I knew it," thought Jacqueline.

"I hope you don't mind," said Jacqueline, while cutting some vegetables for the salad, "I have invited someone for dinner."

Aunt Lisa stared at her and then said sharply, "Who?"

"Someone who is very special to me," said the other.

"Amaryllis, who?"

"His name is Draco Malfoy. Remember I told you about him?"

"Oh, the son of the parents that kicked you out? Yeah, I remember you telling us about him."

Jacqui groaned within herself. She was about to say something, when there was a knock on the door.

"I'll get it," came Fran's voice from the other room.

Jacqueline quickly wiped her hands on a towel and went to the entrance room in time to hear her grandmother say, "Who are you?"

Draco was about to answer when Jacqueline said, "This is Draco Malfoy, granny. Some one I wanted you to meet. I invited him to dinner, if that is alright?"

Fran glanced over the boy who stood in one place; his usual arrogant self, with a neutral expression on his face.

"Hmm, the more the merrier I guess," said she grimly.

Jacqueline closed the door after him and took in a deep breath before turning around to face the crowd.

"Draco this is Fran Perscere; my grandmother. My uncle, Oscar Koerre and my cousin Nicholas Koerre. Also, his friend Tony."

Draco bowed to them and said, "A pleasure to meet you."

The grandmother looked suspiciously at him.

"Amaris! I need you in the kitchen!" yelled Lisa from the kitchen.

Jacqueline glanced at the very confused Draco (she could always tell how he felt, even though he didn't show it), and hurried to the kitchen. Everyone watched Jacqueline exit the room and that was enough for Draco to re-possess some of his thoughts.

"So you are Draco Malfoy?" said Fran.

Draco nodded and then said, "Yes, Mrs. Perscere."

"I'm not married," said Fran and then scoffed quietly.

But Draco knew every trick in the book, "Pardon Madam."

Fran smiled, impressed. "Why don't we all sit down in the Drawing Room?"

"I don't think we'll have time for that," said Jacqueline. "Dinner is ready."

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"This is wonderful," said Fran as she took another bite. "You have prepared a wonderful meal, Amy. Draco, please pass some more of the salad."

Draco did as he was asked and made sure to keep eye contact with the woman.

"Now, Amy said that you have graduated school. I think it is a terrible young age to go out into the world. Do you have any plans for the future?" said Fran.

Draco suddenly heard Jacqui's voice inside his head. They're Muggles. Try not to say anything magical.

"I inherited my grandfather's fortune a short while ago," he began, possessing control over himself. Jacqueline frowned to herself and tried to understand what was going through his mind.

"What happened to him?" asked Oscar.

"He passed away," said Draco boldly, but with hints of sadness.

"Oh, that is so sad," said Fran, shocked.

Draco nodded and continued, "You have asked me, though what my plans are for my future. I was planning on going to law school this upcoming fall."

Jacqueline smiled within herself as she found that her relatives were impressed.

"What car do you drive?" asked Nick.

BMW.

"BMW," answered Draco, just as Jacqui told him.

"What are your grades in school?" asked Fran.

"I haven't received my report yet."

The diner was spent in the same manner. Jacqui's relatives throwing questions at Draco who answered without faltering; with Jacqui's help of course. After dinner, everyone headed for the living room. Jacqueline led the way with her grandmother on her arm. The Aunt and Uncle followed. The boys brought up the rear.

Nick took Draco aside and told Tony that they would be there shortly. "I don't know who you think you are, but you better back off of my cousin. You might have the adults impressed, but not me."

A silence passed and Draco didn't answer. He didn't even blink. He let a few seconds pass and then decided to leave for the living room. Nick restrained him. Draco looked down at Nick's hand which was firmly holding him back by the arm. He took a step back and proceeded to take the hand off of him, at the same time trying to keep his anger under control. But it was only an attempt.

"You listen to me," said Nick menacingly, "Stay away from my cousin. She should not hang around the likes of you."

Draco smirked at him, "Why should you care who your cousin hangs out with? As long as she's happy you should be happy."

Nick was about to remark when they heard them being called by the others. Each glared at the other and then proceeded to join the others. When they entered, they received quizzical looks from everyone else.

"I see every one is settled," said Jacqui, trying to move on from the awkward moment, "I'll go get tea and dessert."

"I'll help you honey," said Fran.

Draco smirked softly to himself as he heard Jacqueline called honey. The two women walked out. Leaving him alone with the relatives.

"I don't like that boy," said Fran as soon as they entered the kitchen. "He is too polite for his age. He can answer every question without thinking. It is like the answer was given to him."

Jacqui smiled silently, cutting slices of cake.

"And those eyes…"

"What about them?" asked Jacqui sharply.

"They are so cold. When you at them, your soul freezes up and it feels as if you will shatter into a million pieces."

Whose eyes are we talking about? It can't be Draco's. He has the…

"What are you smiling at?" asked the Grandmother, snapping Jacqui out of her thoughts.

"Nothing," the other answered quietly.

"I can just feel it. The energy around him is so negative and I don't want you around a person like that."

"Like what!" snapped Jacqueline. Her temper going out the window.

"He takes away all of your energy and you will be left powerless and tired. He is a bad influence."

"Do you always concentrate on the bad or is it just me? You know, just let me be. Let me live my life my own way. Do me a favor and bug off," said Jacqueline… or so she wished. No, she wanted to say that, but she knew it wasn't in her place. Instead she said dryly, "Let's go serve the cake."

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When they entered the room, the tension grew. After some desert, everyone transferred themselves to the music room where Jacqueline provided the entertainment.

"Did you know I learned how to play?" asked Nick of Jacqui.

"No, I didn't," said Jacqui and presented the bench to him. In turn Nick played the Entertainer by Scott Joplin. Applause rang out after he finished playing.

"Do you play?" asked Fran of Draco, who was looking through a music book.

Draco looked up and stayed quiet for a moment. He answered, "Yes, as a matter a fact I do."

Nick smirked at Draco and made a gesture to invite him to the piano.

"I'd rather not," said Draco.

Nick's smirk grew deeper. "Why not? Because you can't?"

Draco stared at the cousin, but didn't reply.

"No, Nick. In fact he is the most magnificent pianist I've ever heard," said Jacqueline in Draco's defense. All night, her relatives have been trying to devour Draco, but they haven't been able too yet. This might be the last straw.

"You don't have to defend him, Amy," said Nick.

"But I want to," said Jacqueline, standing up and Nick walked up to her, his eyes narrowed slightly.

In few seconds, an argument spread over the whole room. Then suddenly… silence. The sound of music interrupted the quarrel. Everyone looked over at Draco who was behind the piano. Deep chords echoed around the room. Each note played with passion and such sadness issued from them. Everyone was transfixed and when the song ended, Grandmother Fran was crying, and everyone else was just staring at Draco who stood up from the piano. Applause issued and Draco bowed his head in thanks.

"That was magnificent," said Fran, wiping some tears away.

"I am happy you enjoyed it," said Draco.

"The Moonlight Sonata, impressive," said Nick. "How about something happy? You do the honors, Draco."

Draco eyed Nick and stood up and began walking over to the piano.

"No need. We have to go," said Aunt Lisa.

The relatives looked at the clock to see it was ten at night.

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"Pleasure to meet you, Draco," said Fran, shaking his hand.

Jacqueline hugged all her relatives and said bye to them. Draco, who stood right behind her also said bye to her relatives.

When all left in their cars, Jacqueline closed the door and leaned on it, sighing. She felt Draco hug her from behind. She smiled. In matter of seconds Jacqui turned around and pushed Draco against the door and kissed him passionately. Draco kissed her back, his hands settling on her waist, slightly pushing her to him. Jacqueline ran her hands up his chest over the light blue shirt he wore and that matched his eyes. She suddenly pulled away and stared at him, her eyes shining brightly and full of desire. She brushed her knuckles down against his cheek and smiled softly, still staring into his eyes that were the only part of him that showed emotion.

"Your eyes are icy, but that's what I love about them. They seem to melt as I stare into them," she said softly.

Draco smiled and asked, "Is that good?"

Jacqueline kissed him softly and whispered a 'yes' against his lips. After another kiss, Jacqueline stepped away from him and laughed softly.

"What's so funny?"

"You."

Draco raised an eyebrow. Jacqueline took his hand into hers and led him out to the garden, explaining on the way. "You, the Slytherin Prince, surrounded by Muggles and actually being nice to them. Something I'd thought I'd never see."

Draco smirked and then frowned as he saw a worry spread over her. He kissed her hand. Before he could ask her a question, she answered it.

"Sorry about my relatives. I didn't think…"

"Don't be," he whispered and wrapped his arm around her. The two of them walked like that, listening to the sounds of nature and enjoying each other's company.

A/N: This chapter has been dedicated to Cousin Nick… who has absolutely nothing to do with this story. And even though you don't know him… I'm still saying that I'm dedicating this chapter to him, because Nick Koerre named after Cousin Nick… That didn't make any sense at all, but my mind is shutting down.

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