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Confessions of a Potter Princess chap II

I stretched my arms over my head and yawned, awaking after a deep sleep. I blinked open my eyes to find myself in an unfamiliar bedroom. Cool, silky sheets lay atop my bare skin. Wait- bare skin where the hell was I! I turned my head to see a yellow rose on the pillow next to mine as well as a note. I picked up the note it read

Hey Princess had to take off for practice I'd like to take you for dinner around seven. I'll pick you up.

I smiled suddenly remembering the previous night. I got out of bed and stepped onto the plush white carpet. I padded across the floor noticing that my dress and heels were still strewn across the room. I opened a door into what I assumed might be the bathroom. It was. I stepped into the bathroom and prepared a bath.

After my bath I put on a large, fluffy robe I found hanging on a rack behind the door. I stepped back out into the bedroom and was startled suddenly by a high squeaky noise.

"Miss, Charlotte Potter, miss", the voice shrilled.

I turned in the direction of the noise, not seeing anything.

"Down here Miss Potter"

I looked down to see a small house-elf, female by the look of it, jumping up and down excitedly.

"Hello miss, my name is Mitzi; I'm Mr. Rainier's personal house-elf"

"Hello, you obviously know who I am, please just call me Charlotte"

"Yes, Mr. Rainier tell me all about you while I made him breakfast Ms. Charlotte, He was looking very happy this morning. I don't see him look that happy around nobody but Svetlana"

I smiled but the last part troubled me. Who was Svetlana? I asked, but all Mitzi said was that she was Rainier's best friend from back home.

I glanced at the clock on the bedside table, I declined breakfast and hurriedly changed back into my dress and shoes from the previous night and stole a long-sleeved cashmere sweater from Rainier's closet to put on over.

I flooed home into the living room of Potter Manor hoping against hope that neither Mum nor Dad were still home. Maybe if I could just sneak up to my room, they wouldn't notice I was gone all night. Or maybe I could sneak down to the laundry room, and just change fast so they wouldn't know what I was doing. Or maybe-

"So, Rainier Malfoy" I heard my mum's voice say accusingly, yet with a touch of amusement in her voice. I turned towards her voice and saw her sitting at the little mahogany table drinking her morning tea and reading the newspaper by the windowed wall that overlooked the main gardens. She was sitting there in a perfectly tailored powdered blue suit, radiating an amazing easy elegance. She looked like she was trying to decide between laughing and giving me a good scolding.

I looked at her quizzically for a minute before she held up the paper. There it was front page news. A picture of Rainier and me with me repeatedly pushing him up against the wall and kissing him intensely. I looked at the headline and groaned Potter Princess Passionate over Malfoy Heir.

"Well, I do hope he's okay for practice this morning, you were a bit –forceful. So I think we should invite him over dinner soon Tuesday perhaps. I know there isn't any quidditch then. And I would say tomorrow but Harry will be in Berlin for a promotional appearance. Oh, I do hope your father left without seeing the paper this morning. Otherwise the poor boy is in for a rough first practice. He is quite cute. Now I must be off I have a meeting to attend with the board members of the Hags for Healthcare foundation. They can be quite nasty if they're kept waiting. So, dinner Tuesday and be on your best behavior."

And she left, just like that, she didn't ask for an explanation she just left. This puzzled me greatly; I could only Dad would respond half as well. Thank god they have their own socialites in Germany.

Tuesday

"Lluvy could you please press my white APC jersey dress and have my lavender ballet flats polished, I asked.

"Certainly, Miss Charlotte, anything else?", asked Lluvy my personal house-elf since I was a baby.

"No, that's all thanks Lluvy"

I looked around my walk-in-closet at the mess I had made. There were probably thirty different outfits littering the plush white carpeted floors. Damn! I only had an hour to get ready. I was incredibly nervous about dinner tonight. I mean Rainier and I had only been on two dates and already he had to meet the parents. Granted, he had already met my father, but my brother Cal always said that Dad was Coach on the pitch and Dad off the pitch which basically meant that while Rainier was a star chaser on the pitch he was merely the boy-his-daughter-was-dating off the pitch. Rainier said that Monday's practice was just like normal. The only indication that Dad had made to him regarding the fact that he was sleeping with his daughter was whether or not he wanted to go with Dad and Cal for lunch after Sunday's practice. I took this as a good sign.

The most nerve-wracking thing about tonight's dinner was that it was only going to be Mom, Dad, Rainier and me. Cal, Max and Jude had long since moved out, but it was Dane and Tierney' absences that most distressed me. At least they would provide some distraction from what was sure to be an incredibly awkward meal. I mean really what would be talk about. All of the general small talk questions and topics have been covered already. Think about that conversation:

"What do you do for a living?"

"I work for you as a quidditch player on your team."

"Can you provide for her?"

"Well, yeah I signed a multi-million galleon deal with your team"

"So, how about your family?"

"Well you hated my Dad in school, but ever since the Second War you guys are civil and what not, but you already knew that."

I mean really that whole scenario is just ridiculous. The only question that could pose some problems: What are your intentions with my daughter?

See we haven't had a lot of time to discuss intentions and what not. We were too busy shagging. Besides, we've only known each other since Saturday, how are we supposed to decide anything after like four days.

Later

Ding Dong

"I'll get it", I yelled.

I had been sitting on the chaise in the entrance hall since six. Rainier arrived just on time at 6:30. I wanted to insure that I was going to be the one to answer the door. I raced across the marble floors sliding as I stopped in front of the intricately carved mahogany door. I wanted to make sure I answered it before any of the house elves got to it first.

"Rainier hi", I said panting just a little. He laughed and kissed me soundly on the mouth. I stepped back to let him in.

"How are you? You look fantastic", he said. It was this sort of thing. The fact that he could say fantastic without so much as an embarrassed smile or blush is why I loved about him. Or well, you know, liked him a lot.

We made our way into living room where I just happened to see my father conversing with somebody over the floo and my mother reading a magazine. When she heard our footsteps she immediately looked up and stood to greet us.

"Hi, you must be Rainier I'm Ginny it's great to finally meet you", she said smiling.

"And you Mrs. Potter, I've heard much about you from Charlotte and I can certainly see where she gets her beauty", Rainier said charmingly, kissing her on the hand. I resisted the urge to roll my eyes as my mother giggled like a schoolgirl.

"Hey, hands off my wife Malfoy", my dad boomed from near the fireplace. "You know I feel like I've said that to your father once before", he joked.

"It's good to see you again sir", Rainier said shaking Dad's hand.

"You too, How is your father by the way it's been too long since we've last talked", Dad said.

We moved to the dining room for dinner and sat down. As we settled into the meal, the conversation flowed naturally enough. We even made it to the bread pudding dessert before the topic our relationship came up.

"So, the two of you met at Maxim's new club, right? That's what Caliber said anyway, in fact, he takes all the credit by saying that he introduced you two." Mom interjected curiously.

"Yes, that's correct" Rainier answered a little unsure of where the conversation was going.

"So just like that then, huh, wow we must thank Cal, because based on the picture I saw in the Prophet you Rainier must have made one hell of a first impression. I don't know how I feel though about having my star chaser practically tackled by my petite seventeen year old daughter", Dad said. I felt the heat rise up in my pale cheeks as he said that and gave my dad a look. That was one little thing I was never going to live down.

Rainier laughed a little unsteadily as Dad said this and I couldn't blame him that was an unsettling comment. Then Dad dropped the ultimate bomb.

"So, other than being passionately attacked outside nightclubs what exactly are your intentions with my daughter?"

"Well I uh- um I guess," he looked at me nervously I smiled what I hope was a serene smile and he relaxed, "I guess that I just want to spend as much time as possible with her, get to know her, fall in love-maybe you know"

Dad smiled and turned to look at Mum all he said was "Yeah, I know"

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