Disclaimer: I don't own anything, though I wish I did. The Characters, Location, and everything belong to JK Rowling.
Author's Note: This is not compliant with HBP. I love the book, but it makes a pre-started story hard to continue.
The Trouble With Draco Malfoy
Chapter Ten: Best of Intentions
Draco and I sat down as far away from Professor Binns, in the typcaly Slytherin style. I pulled out my History of Magic book, a piece of parchment, ink, and quill. I did not put all of that out to take notes. I had a quick quill to do that for me, which I also pulled out with a separate piece of parchment. I had pulled all of that out so I could read my mail ad write responses while pretending to listen.
I sat and watched the door to see if Becca and Mandi had been able to find class. I just trusted Draco to know where it was, not even thinking about my two friends. Mandi and Becca slipped into class just before the lesson started. They took seats on the other side of me. Crabbe and Goyle were on the other side of Draco with Thomas Nott and Markus Colby in front of us; Millicent and Blaise were in front of Mandi and Becca. The seats in front of Crabbe and Goyle were empty. All of the front seats were taken by the Ravenclaws, all eager to take notes and learn; what idiots.
I waited until role call was done, and then I took out my letters. I would do the one from Lucius first.
My dear Mollie:
I hear that you have made it into Slytherin. That is wonderful. I hope that Draco is being the perfect gentleman to you. I know that sometimes he will be difficult to deal with, but you must deal with him, you do have an arrangement after all. I expect that I will be seeing you in a month. I won't even pretend like you don't know what I am talking about. Your parents told me today that they told you all about the clause in the contract. I hope that you know that what your parents did was for the best. Congratulations on making it into Slytherin, although I knew that you would. Treat Draco well, and I promise you that you will be treated well in return. If you have any troubles, whether it is with my son or with the school, don't hesitate to write and I will sort them out for you.
Have a good moth,
Lucius Malfoy
Wow. That was short and to the point. I suppose that he felt like it was his duty to write me. I had better write him back. I wonder how long this class has been going on. I decided to ask Draco.
"Draco, how much longer is this class?"
"An hour. We have only been going for half an hour."
"Thank you. Tap me if Professor Ghost calls on me."
I went back to my letter. I had no idea what would be the right think to write. I mean "Yeah, my time at Hogwarts has been hell. Your son, up until this morning, has been a dick. And I don't look forward to seeing the person who is responsible for the death of my parts, ultimately, a murder" is out of the question. I mean, if I wrote that, Lucius would come down to Hogwarts and kill me himself.
I decided that this would be the best option:
Dear Lucius:
I am very glad that I got into Slytherin. The living quarters that were provided for us are wonderful. Draco ha dealt with me as I deserved and then was the perfect gentleman. I was a bit neglectful of him yesterday, but he cleared that all up and it won't happen again. I look forward to seeing you again, although the reason is sad. It saddens me to think that my parents gave all that they could for me. But since they have, I will make the most of it and live a happy life with Draco. Some people, namely your son, was a little worried that I wouldn't make it into Slytherin, though I do not know why. He was probably just teasing me. I won't hesitate to write if a problem should come up, and I am sure that it will be with someone like Albus Dumbledore as the headmaster. I don't know what was going on at that point of history, but a serious mistake was made. He favors the Gryffindors above the Slytherin. I mean, whoever does that needs to have their head examined. Anyway, I need to go. Thank you for the letter.
Cordially,
Mollie Starre
Okay, so I lied a bit there. It was society lying. If I had told the truth, the rest of my life would have been hell. But there is no time to ponder that, I must still read and respond to Narcissa's letter.
Mollie-
Congratulations on Slytherin, although there was never any doubt, in my mind, that you would make it. I am sorry about what is going to happen to your parents, my dear. I want you to know that there is no way that Lucius and I can stop it. Your parents drank a potion that has been slowly killing them for the past ten years. It will take their lives in a month, as you know. They will die of apparently natural causes. Your father insisted on that means of parting. Your mother wanted you to know that she isn't sorry that she gave everything up for you. She wants you to know that the marriage is worth it. I hope that you don't blame yourself for anything that is going on. Just live your life the way any child should live it, well any well brought up young lady should. Respect only those who are worthy of your respect, and honor your fiancé. Always remember that friends can, and will, turn on you, but he cannot. I know that you parents didn't tell you about that clause in the contract. Draco has it in him, by use of a potion, so that he can't turn you in to anyone but his father. Whatever he does, Draco does have the best of intention me dear. Well anyway, enough rambling. Have a good day.
Wish you well,
Narcissa Malfoy
Best of intentions. That is a muggle song. God, I need to stop listening to the muggle station on the wireless radio. If Draco found out, he would have a cow. That was nice of Narcissa to write such a letter. I guess to her, I am the daughter she never had. When my parents are gone, she will dress and pamper me, like she couldn't do with Draco. I had better reply.
Hello Narcissa.
Thank you for the lovely letter. Your words about the soon to be deaths of my parents are reassuring. When mother told me, she made it sound as though I wasn't worth it and I am glad to know that isn't true. I did blame myself, but your letter has shown me this even through a different light. Thank you for that. Thank you on the advice on friendship, although I think I found myself two very reliable friends so there is no need to worry. I did not know that Draco couldn't turn on me to anyone but Lucius. I shouldn't let it on that I because he might not be happy with that. Sometimes it is hard to see what Draco's intentions are when he says and does things, and I am not sure they are always for the best, but I need to remember that as his fiancé, it is my duty to stand by him. You have no need to worry that I will neglect my duty, I will always stand by my end of the deal, as I am sure Draco will stand by his I can only hope that sometime we will think together, as one, instead of as two. Well, I had better wake Draco up. Don't want Professor Binns to give him detention.
More later,
Mollie Starre
I looked over at my sleeping fiancé. I better wake him up. If Binns calls on him and he isn't wake, and then Draco gets in trouble, he will blame me.
I reached over and lightly pinched Draco on the leg, looking straight ahead all the time. I felt a light jump by my side and could almost feel the piercing glare. I smiled, trying to hold back the laugh that I felt climbing to my throat. I turned around to look at Draco. He must have been trying really hard to pierce me with a glare, not that it was working.
Draco leaned over and lightly smacked my arm. "Naughty, Mollie. Couldn't find a better way to wake up her fiancé? I shall have to punish you. Let's see, what can I do? I know, you have to walk with me to our next class." He was in a good mood today.
"I was already gong to do that. I can't find myself around this castle by myself. Besides, I enjoy your company far too much to give it up." I replied.
"Mister Malfoy, Miss Starre, when you are ready to join the rest of this class, can one of you tell me who was the Dark Lord in power during the time of the muggle World War Two. This person was associating with Adolph Hitler." Professor Binns cut into our conversation.
"Grimwald. Although he can't really be associated with the term 'Dark Lord' since he was on the good side. He was a Gryffindor, you know." Draco replied in his coldest voice. I guess this wasn't someone worthy of our respect.
"Good guess. Though I am sure it was by luck alone." Ghosty was angry to not give us detention. Too bad we know so much about "Dark Lords."
Draco turned and flashed a quick smile. I can't help but wonder how long this niceness will last. I hope for a very long time.