Malfoy's Do Not Yelp
Lucius made his way over to his study grumbling about his son not being quite right in the head. Draco had stopped him on the way to his study frantically telling him not to go and to read him a story. Lucius explained to him his need to work to maintain a good reputation. He thought of the incident as he walked.
Lucius had strolled confidently to the door and was startled greatly as Draco flung him self in front of him and fell ungracefully in a heap on the floor. "What is the meaning of this? A Malfoy should always be composed. Malfoy's do NOT fall in an ungraceful heap on the floor no matter the urgency. What is it you need?" Lucius looked at his son incredulously.
Draco looked at his father with pleading eyes. He stuttered for an acceptable answer. His father snapped at him "No stuttering. Mafloy's do not stutter like the commoners, we are above those filthy scum muggle loving filth, such as the Weasley's."
Draco gulped uncertainly his adams apple moving up and down. "I um, well you see, I uh, need you to read me a story!" The last was said in a very hurried manner. Draco could see that at that moment he had lost his father and he was not going to sway his father from the office. Draco slumped in defeat as he watched his father shake his head and walk out the door.
Lucius pondered on his son's weird actions. 'Read him a story' he had asked him, ludicrous, absolutely ludicrous. He neared his office quietly, the light was off, everything was in order. Still distracted trying to find out what was wrong with his son he was greatly surprised and let out a big yelp as he felt a hand descend on his ass and squeeze. He fumbled with the light all the while trying to keep out of reach of his 'attacker'.
The light flipped on. Red hair, freckles, skinny. Ginevra Weasley, the reason for his sons distress. He looked at her, she looked at him. Ginny's eyes bugged out and she accidentally blurted out, loudly she thought later, "I grabbed 'your ass'. Oh God's EW." She shook her head as if trying to wake her self from a dream and then pinched her arm. "It isn't a dream...where's Draco?" Lucius was still staring at her weirdly and she bolted, maneuvering quickly around him.
Draco was waiting out side the door for Ginny, and she ran behind him. His father walked out and he blurted out with a grin, "Malfoy's do not yelp, no matter the cause." At those few words of mock, Draco took Ginny's hand and ran. "Come on Ginny lets run before he comes to his senses" They ran as fast as they could even with Ginny not knowing the direction they were headed. They twisted corners and turns and finally, just when Ginny was thinking about stopping and letting his father catch them he turned her fast and into sparse room. He opened a closet and alas there were brooms.
Ginny's breath caught in her throat and expelled in a great whoosh. "Firebolt 600! Holy Cow Draco, They haven't even come out yet!" She looked around her again as if re-noticing her surroundings and what was happening. "Come on lets go", she turned around he meet his smirk, the one she loved. They turned with a broom in each hand and flew out the window, relishing in the freedom of getting away.
A/N: Well its been awhile since I've last written and Chewing gum, the one I was going to write, its left me, maybe I'll write it some day but that plot bunny died. This one however, this is what happens when plot bunnies attack, along side plot kitties. Hope you guys like it, even if it is incredibly short as always.
