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Chapter 2 - 3 Years Later
"Sir Malfoy?" squealed a little house elf at the door, "There is someone here to see you sir."
Why did it look so scared of him?
"All right, I'll be down in a minute or so."
The house elf bolted out of the room. Draco sighed, "I wonder who would be bothering me now?"
He descended to the Great Hall and found a fairly pretty young woman sitting in a chair near the fireplace. She had waist length blonde hair, an olive complexion, and very beautiful blue eyes that were second to only one other person.
She looked up and smiled, "Ah, Sir Draco Malfoy I presume? Goodness knows, I have heard of you but I didn't expect you to be so…so…" She eyed him with a look most women gave him and one which Draco was familiar with that showed an interest in him.
"Don't bother with him Sofia," came a familiar voice from behind, "he's definitely not worth it!"
Draco turned and was face to face with none other than Harry Potter.
"Potter!" he spat, "What are you doing here?"
"It is, as I'm sure you know, a common obligation to invite all of the people who were in your year at Hogwarts to your wedding, is it not?" replied Harry.
"Yes," Draco said slowly, Where was he getting at? "So who's getting married? Weasley perhaps? To that mudblood Granger I suppose?"
"Actually no," Harry said, "I am. I would like you to meet my fiancée, Sofia."
"Your fiancée?" Draco asked incredulously, "You're getting married?"
"That is what fiancée usually means, doesn't it?" Harry said in an annoyed voice as he put an arm around Sofia, "so, as common courtesy, even though you know how much I loathe you, you are formally invited to the wedding of Harry Potter and Sofia Clairveaux. Personally Malfoy, I couldn't care less if you showed up or not."
He handed Draco an invitation, and with that, Harry and Sofia walked out of the Great Hall hand in hand.
Draco opened the invitation:
Dear Draco Marcillius Malfoy,
You are formally invited to the wedding of Lord Harry Dale Potter and Lady Sofia Cynthia Clairveaux. The ceremony will take place at Hogwarts Castle on the eve of March 28. We graciously await your presence on this night.
Sincerely,
Hermione Crestia Granger
Formal Wedding Planner
Draco smiled at the last statement, Granger is a formal wedding planner? Of course, that had to be a part-time job. Draco knew Granger had the brains to do anything she so pleased. What was the date again? March 28? That is only a week from tomorrow!
He needed to make haste if he was actually planning to go. He walked over to the fireplace, grabbed some floo powder and threw it into the fireplace. He stepped in and yelled "Diagon Alley!"
He needed to get a wedding gift for the couple as well as a nice set of dress robes. A woman to go with might not be a bad idea either but this was no time to be thinking about that.
Angelica wandered from shop to shop in the bustling streets of Diagon Alley. She had come to buy a nice gown and to also find a gift for the Potters to-be. So far, she wasn't having any luck doing either.
She passed shop after shop but couldn't find anything that suited her needs. What's more, she was getting rather tired from the looks most young men were giving her. It had been about three years since she had found out she had "blossomed."
But she tried never to think about that night that much because she would soon find herself trying to stop from bursting into tears. She detested that foul Draco Malfoy who had hurt her so many years ago. What made it worse was that she might be seeing him again at the wedding and she couldn't bear the thought of that.
She finally stopped in front of a shop she had never seen before. It was called "The Perfect Gifts for the Perfect People." She entered the shop and immediately knew this was the shop she would find the perfect gift at.
A rather good-looking salesman came her way almost too eagerly, "May I help you?"
"Er…perhaps you would be so kind as to direct me to where I might find a wedding gift?" she asked.
"Ah yes, of course! Right this way!" he started leading her towards the back of the shop.
A familiar voice floated from the back, "No, no! I need something fierce, robust, strong! This gift is not for an ordinary person! It is for Harry Potter! Yes, you heard right, the Harry Potter!"
She turned a corner and saw a familiar blond head in the distance. Angelica gasped then quickly covered her mouth. She had gasped rather loudly because Malfoy and the other salesman turned around. Angelica felt her breath catch in her throat. Malfoy, if it was actually possible, had become even more handsome and now had even broader shoulders than before.
He had a look of utter surprise, "Angelica? Is that you?" he quickly recovered and the look of surprise was replaced by a sneer, "What sort of commoners does this shop serve? I didn't expect to see such people in a shop with this reputation!" he said as his lip curled.
Angelica could feel the tears coming, but she had promised she would never ever cry in front of anyone ever again, "and you seem to have become smugger than before! I actually didn't think it was possible! My father has more money than you could even imagine, so don't even try insulting my status! Now if you'll excuse me, I have better things to do than talk to you!" she said as she started walking out of the shop.
Malfoy didn't budge after she left. He himself left the shop after a few minutes. The salesmen looked annoyed because they had lost two customers.
Draco was back in his room lost in thought. His meeting with Angelica had been untimely and he had been genuinely surprised to see her. Of course, he just had to go and insult her. It was just a trait Draco possessed; he just couldn't resist insulting people who were already extremely annoyed with him.
What made him uneasy, and he cursed himself for feeling this way about a woman, was the intense look of pain he caught fleeting in her eyes for just an instant. He felt uncomfortable because he knew that it was him who had caused the pain.
It had been an honest joke, but he didn't think it would go so far. If he hadn't been stunned by her beauty the first time, he wouldn't have actually gone through with it. Oh well, all that was in the past and obviously Angelica hadn't forgiven him yet.
He didn't blame her, it takes a long time to win a woman's heart, but an even longer time when you have already broken it once before. Besides hurt, he had found a newfound confidence in her. Or was that an act to cover the pain?
Damn Granger for finding out about the bet! It was all going smoothly until she ruined it all. Well, Granger was her friend and she couldn't bear to see her hurt. Draco remembered only too well the many times he had hurt Granger. But, if he remembered correctly, that was only just to cover up his true feelings for her.
He couldn't deny that he had been extremely attracted to Hermione back at Hogwarts and it always frustrated him because she was the only girl he could never have. All other girls had been attracted to him but Granger was the one who kept her distance.
Perhaps it was just as well since he had a reputation for breaking hearts. But that was because none of them compared to Granger. In the sixth year, he had given up on her completely. No one had ever known about his feelings. For what seemed like the thousandth time in his life, Draco Malfoy felt completely alone.
Angelica got back to the castle with her gown and wedding gift.
"Hello dear sister! How did it go?" asked a voice from behind her.
She turned around and saw her older brother, Romeo, coming towards her. Angelica smiled, "It went well kind sir. How are you?"
"I'm bored and I have no date to the Potters' wedding!" Romeo replied, "I was wondering if I could escort you. Just to the castle, then we will both go our own ways to find people."
Angelica looked surprised, "But surely there are girls who would love to go with you!"
Romeo was very good looking and never had any trouble with women. He had dark hair, much like the same color as hers, and had green-blue eyes. He was quite the ladies man and always had many girls after him.
Romeo sighed, "Of course there are girls, but there are no women! All the females around here are so immature and vulnerable that tis no challenge!"
"All right, I shall go with you. Who knows? I might find a woman for you that would be worth your time," Angelica said.
"Thank you dear sister," he said with a bow.
Angelica noticed that he seemed to be more built than before, "Have you been training in the lists?"
"What? Oh yes, I have. It's something to do with my time. Of course, it gets rather annoying because there are always at least five females watching," he replied in an exasperated voice.
Angelica nodded, she knew the feeling.
"Well, I must be off! I promised Aunt Clarisse that I would go with her to find some dress robes for the wedding!"
"Bye," Angelica said as Romeo ran off into the castle. She heard a heavy sigh from the distance.
"Oh he is so handsome!" one girl said.
"Oh yes, I wish he were going to that wedding with me instead of with that whore!" said another girl who obviously didn't know that Angelica could hear their entire conversation.
She cleared her throat, "I'd watch your mouth because the man that you speak of happens to be my brother and I can make sure he never even looks at you again!"
Angelica turned around and walked back to the castle. What a day this had been.
Draco frowned as he read the letter his owl had just delivered. It was written in long loopy handwriting and the name at the bottom was one he hadn't seen for a long time.
He reread it:
Dearest Draco Marcillius Malfoy,
I heard that you have been invited to the Potter wedding. I was wondering that it might be an excellent time to catch up and to restart form where we left off. Let me know about your answer as soon as possible.
Love,
Pansy Parkinson
"Start from where we left off?" Draco thought to himself, "Where was that?"
Although he didn't particularly like Pansy, he decided that escorting her might not be a bad idea since it might look bad if he didn't show up with a woman on his arm. His reputation might get ruined.
Draco quickly wrote back that it was a good idea and that he would pick her up at 5:00 in the evening from Parkinson Palace tomorrow before the wedding. He sat back and rested as his eagle owl flew out the open window. Goodness knows, he needed to rest, tomorrow was going to be a rather long day.
Angelica sat in her room waiting for her bath to come up. Finally, someone knocked on the door.
"Come in!" she shouted.
The door creaked open and her bath was brought in by five house elves. Angelica sighed because she remembered telling her mother that wanted the servant girl to bring her bath and not house elves.
They put her bath down, "Your bath Lady Angelica!" one of them squealed.
"Thank you," she replied. All fvie house elves bowed before walking out the room. Angelica sighed as she took her clothes off and stepped in the bath. She took a quick bath and got out. After drying herself off thoroughly, she stepped into the gown she had bought the other day.
It was a blue gown with a hint of purple, just like her eyes; she smiled at the coincidence. She stepped into the next room to dry her hair by the fireplace. Angelica dragged a stool and sat down near the fire.
"Angelica, I'll do that for you!" said a voice from the left. She turned and saw Roger, a family friend. He was handsome but had a rather devilish look about him. Angelica couldn't quite explain it but she felt rather uncomfortable around him.
"That's quite all right, I can do it myself," she replied uneasily.
"Oh but I insist," Roger said as he grabbed the brush from her and began brushing her hair.
"What exactly are you doing to my dear sister, Roger?" growled a voice from the door.
"Nothing," Roger smirked.
"Unhand her immediately!" demanded the voice, which happened to be Romeo.
"No, I don't think I want to!" replied Roger.
"You whoreson!" yelled Romeo, "let her go now!"
Roger just glared at him but didn't let go of Angelica. Romeo came up to Roger and grabbed the brush from him with such force that it knocked Roger backwards. Roger scampered towards the door and left the room. Romeo's breathing became even as he handed the brush back to Angelica.
She cleared her throat, "Thank you Romeo."
"What? Oh, no problem. If he begins to bother you anymore, just call for me!" with that, he walked out of the room. Angelica sighed; men, she would never quite comprehend them. She finished drying and brushing her hair and got up. Romeo came back to see if she was ready because it was almost time to go. He was wearing dark blue dress robes that suited him well.
He smiled, "You look lovely Angelica. Let's go now!"
Angelica and Romeo descended to the Great Hall and out the main entrance to where the carriage was awaiting them. Romeo helped Angelica into the carriage and it whisked them away to a place where many adventures were sure to occur.
"Oh Drakie!" Pansy squealed, "This is going to be so much fun!"
Draco sighed and rolled his eyes; he detested that pet name.
"It's Draco, love. Not Drakie!" he said gently.
They were sitting in a carriage on their way to Hogwarts Castle. Finally, the carriage halted in front of a looming castle. Draco got out and helped Pansy get off the carriage. As soon as she got out, she clung to him like a lost kitten. They both silently walked up to the castle and quietly entered the Great Hall. After many years, Draco finally felt like he was at home.
Well…that's it guys…by the way…the whole Angelica and Romeo thing is not, I repeat, IS NOT, incest. It's just that neither had someone to go with so they just went together but they will ditch each other at the wedding. I'm not that nasty…ewwww…and DRACO, not ROMEO, is the love interest…so ya…you know the drill…REVIEW!