Malfoy's desires

Chapter four: Another chance.

All names and places associated to Harry Potter, belong to JKRowling and associates. I'm just borrowing its world for fun… no money is to be made from this.

Katherine stood still near the entrance of the ballroom, eyes combing through the crowd for some sympathetic face. If Bill did show up, she would latch on to him for while. There was no other way of keeping those leeches, Green and Garwood, at bay.

She didn't see Bill anywhere and this was leaving her no other choice but to start mingling with other ministry workers and dignitaries. With a sigh, she slowly walked over to a group from the magical law branch. She went to stand next Diane O'Keefe, a tall blond with a wicked sense of humor. Diane could always lift her spirits with the most amazing stories and salacious jokes.

They chatted a while, until she saw Garwood eyeing her from a short distance away. 'Merlin's knickers!' she said under her breath.

'What's wrong, Katherine?' Diane asked in a low voice.

'Garwood, at twelve o'clock.' she answered evenly.

Diane looked over her shoulder and caught the leer he was giving to her friend. 'Goodness... Hasn't he taken the hint yet? Didn't you tell him off ages ago?'

'Yes, but he still thinks he's God's gift to me. I think I'm going to hurl if he even gets close to me.' Katherine said in a low hiss. 'Disgusting little prat, can't even take no for an answer.'

'Want a diversion? I'll ask Derek to head him off.' her friend said as she wave to her current boyfriend. Derek took the hint and headed toward the girls.

'What do you need, my sweet? Another drink perhaps?' he asked in a very gallant fashion, taking her hand as if it were made of fine glass.

'Do be serious, Derek. Katherine needs some divine intervention, or in this case, you should fit the bill.' Diane said with a rather comical wink to her intended.

Derek was a very jovial man himself with a flare for the overly theatrical flourish. 'Oh, my love... how could you be so cruel to the one you profess to love? My heart quivers with angst.'

Katherine intervened at that moment, 'Derek... could you just get Garwood off my back for a little while? He started to give me the eye again.'

Derek looked over Diane's shoulder and saw the unblinking leer that Garwood was giving to his friend. 'Give me a second; I'll have a few words with his superior. Come with me Katherine. He wouldn't dare try anything near Cresswell.'

An hour later, she was free of Garwood for good. Mr. Cresswell, the Head of goblin liaison, was a rather serious type. He barely smiled or joked around. He took his job quite seriously. Derek had slipped him a few words pertaining to Garwood, which in turn had provoked Cresswell into action. Without further explanations, Garwood was sent off on a very unpleasant task. Katherine didn't get what it was, but at this point, anything that took him away from her was quite appreciated.

The evening continued without a hitch, until that feeling of being watched came over her again. Katherine stopped listening to the speech that was being given, so she could scope the area around her. But when the speeches had started, all lights had been dimmed, making her task that much more difficult.

After a few moments, she gave up on the idea. Too many people were around to notice anything out of the ordinary. She went back to listening to the present speaker, a certain Healer named Henrietta Hobson.

The speech was quite interesting until she felt a pair of hands grasp her around the waist. A chill went down her spine before a low voice whispered to her ear. 'Hello there, fancy seeing you here tonight.'

Katherine closed her eyes in utter disgust. Without looking over her shoulder, she hissed at the man, 'Green... you better remove those grubby hands away from me.'

The man chuckled near her ear, 'my dearest Katherine, you know I can't keep away from you. You own my heart, how could I not touch you?'

Katherine was getting a little hot under the collar by now, and wanted nothing else than exterminated this loathsome man. She slowly took her wand from her sleeve, her eyes darting around to see if she could get away with her promised threat. The coast seemed clear as she looked over her shoulder, while she placed her wand tip under her arm.

"Green, get a grip. I'm not interested in anything to do with you.' she said this with her most enticing smile. 'Get your paws off of me and you may live another day.'

Green gazed at her face, his eyes locked on her mouth. A large grin crept across his face as he pulled her into his arms. 'Ah... come on Katherine, you know we could be good for each other.' With that, one of his large hands clumsily grazed her breast.

Katherine's nose flared dangerously, focusing on the man's face until she spoke clearly in a hushed voice. 'You asked for this one...' A second later, Green was now a rather fat looking toad. With another flick of her wand, she expedited him to the first floor Atrium. The Atrium's fountain would be more exact.

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Lucius had watched the girl for the past twenty minutes. When the lights had been dimmed, he had taken a position near enough to be able to have a clear view of her face. As she listened intently to the speeches, he could look at her at his leisure. After a few minutes, he had taken a few steps closer, while managing to seem interested in what was being said up front. He gazed at her intently, until she could feel the weight of his stare.

When she started to look around for the source of her discomfort, he had merely turned his gaze away. He felt like a teenage boy trying to sneak a peek at the object of his fantasies. But his smile soon faded when he saw that buffoon come behind the girl, pulling her straight into his embrace.

He felt incensed by the gesture, feeling a mix of jealousy and something else. Lucius had dropped his position, turning on his heel to get behind the imbecile. He had intended to hex his pants off, but as he neared him, he suddenly disappeared from his sight.

The girl had turned around and had flicked her wand at the floor. Lucius had just enough time to see a toad disappear from sight. He blinked once to take the situation in, then started to laugh quietly. She had style and some nerve to do that inside the ministry, in a room full of officials.

She looked up at him, the hint of smile still on her lips as she shrugged a shoulder, seemingly not concerned by what she had done. She gave him a wink before turning her back on him.

Definitely slytherin, he thought to himself. His friend's information had been right about that. Malfoy couldn't stop himself from smiling all through the rest of the speeches, wondering what else she could accomplish when her mind was set.