For Eternity
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor will I ever
Chapter 3: First DateWhen Draco was allowed to return to his room, he spent several moments searching for his jar of floo powder, but finally his searches paid off and, Pansy Parkinson and Blaise Zambini were standing before him.
"He Draco…what's u….," Blaise stopped mid-word when he saw the look on Draco's face.
"What's wrong Drakey?" Pansy asked, tousling his perfect hair.
Draco almost grimaced. Pansy had just committed two serious crimes in his mind: One, calling him 'Drakey', and two, messing with his hair.
"I'm getting married in less than a month," he answered smoothly.
"What?" Pansy shrieked. She had never given up the hope that her and Draco would get together, even though they hadn't been dating since a few weeks after the Yule Ball.
"Who's the lucky girl?" Blaise asked, "and don't you want to wait until you're out of school?" he questioned.
"The girls name is Ginevra Weasley," Draco began. Blaise looked as though he thought he had misheard and was on the point of cleaning out he ears, and Pansy had clasped her hands over her overlarge mouth in shock. "And I have no choice in the matter of when I marry her."
"What do you mean you have no choice?" Pansy spat.
Draco gave them an overview of the prophecy. In the end Pansy was sobbing.
"For the rest of your life?" She asked. Draco nodded. "No adultery?" he nodded again. The girl buried her head in her hands and sunk to the floor.
"Do you think you can convert her?" Blaise asked.
"I'm Draco Malfoy. I can do anything," Draco answered, sounding a lot more confident than he felt.
Three days later Ginny was waiting at the front of an expensive restaurant waiting for her date to arrive.
He finally showed up over ten minutes late.
"Where were you?" she hissed.
"Around the corner. I had to be fashionably late," she glared at him, "What?"
"Nothing," she sighed.
"Here," he handed her a box and she took out a large, beautiful diamond ring with a swirl of turquoise in the center.
"Thank you," she said, putting the ring on and taking his offered arm.
"Hi Draco," A tall pretty dark-haired woman of about twenty greeted them.
"Hi Kira." He said wearily.
"What's up?" she asked.
"Just out on a date."
"This your new girlfriend?" Kira asked.
"Actually, this is my fiancé," she dropped the clipboard she was holding.
"Oh my God! It's so good to meet you! Introduce me Draco," Kira commanded.
"This is my fiance' Ginny Weasley," he said formally.
This must have been to much for the girl, as less than ten seconds later she was lying on the ground with the duo trying to revive her.
Kira came to a few minutes later with Ginny kneeling over her and checking her pulse. She looked over to where Draco was standing.
"Well I admit she's gorgeous," she said, "but a Weasley?" Draco nodded slowly, "When's the wedding?"
"The fourteenth of July," Ginny answered.
"That soon?"
"Yes, we can't wait very much longer," Draco sighed. Thankfully Kira mistook his sigh for a sigh of love instead of exasperation.
"What are you going to do at Hogwarts?" Kira asked.
"We are allowed quarters on school property. Next year I'll live there and go to work from there while she finishes school."
"6th year?" Kira asked.
Ginny nodded.
"Kira," a man's voice yelled from the kitchen, "Are you going to stand their chatting all day, or are you going to take them to their table?"
"Sorry boss," Kira picked the clipboard up off the ground," but Draco just told me he was getting married." There was a deafening crash that sounded suspiciously like a pan being dropped."
They were seated at a table in front of a large bay window overlooking Hogsmead, apparently the best seat in the house.
"Thank you Kira," Draco said professionally.
"Yes, thank you," Ginny muttered.
They were left alone for a few moments to decide what the wanted. Draco watched bemusedly as Ginny tried to decipher the Latin writing, then flipped the menu upside down.
He politely suggested his favorite meal, and she accepted the advice.
Kira came back and took their orders. This time Ginny was watching her closely. There was something vaguely familiar about her.
"Who is that?" Ginny asked.
"That's Kira Goyle. Goyle's older sister."
"That is Goyle's sister," Ginny said wonderingly.
"Yes, Why?" Draco asked.
"Well Kira is very pretty, and Goyle's well…not," she said bluntly.
Draco nodded, "Kira takes after her mother."
At 9:00 the decided they had been their long enough to pass it off as a real date.
"Well I suppose I'll see you for wedding plans sometime soon," Draco said, always businesslike.
"Yes, I suppose."
They went their separate ways without even a goodbye.
