It was another one of those boring Ministry parties Draco was forced to participate in. He needed to rearrange his meeting with his friends, Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott. If it weren't for his father, he would never agree to be in such a dull ordeal.
His father divorced with his mother a week after he graduated from Hogwarts. If they didn't want the Malfoy family to look in harmony and united, they would have divorced ages ago. The newspapers were astounded by the news of their divorce, so if Draco hadn't bribed Pansy Parkinson with a one-night stand, the whole Wizard World would know the news of divorce. Good thing Pansy was the editor of Daily Prophet, or else the Malfoy family's name would be completely tarnished.
From then on, Lucius found new girls to fuck every other day, so he caught a brand-new nickname: Manwhore. The nickname resulted in Draco going through a lot of trouble just to change his middle name from Lucius to Abraxas. After a heated argument between him and his father, which involved a lot of chair-throwing and hexing, Lucius finally agreed to find a wife and settle down.
And about a few months ago, Lucius had suddenly taken interest in Ministry parties. He also stopped bringing girls home, even though he often came home late. Draco had no idea why his father had a change of heart, but he couldn't care less. At least he had stopped trying to ruin the Malfoy's family name.
Draco sighed and took a swing of Firewhiskey. His father had gone missing from the party, leaving him to deal with a bunch of silly girls who were flirting with him. Even though he had worn a set of plain black robes, women still thought that he was handsome. Apparently, so did the editor of Witch Weekly. He had been on the most eligible bachelor list since he was in Sixth Year.
Just then, The-Boy-Who-Just-Won't-Die, his loyal Blood-traitor Weasel and Flame-head Weaselete walked towards him. 'Look, Malfoy,' Bespectacled Gryffindork King said bitterly, 'Although we hadn't been on friendly terms in the past, please make sure Hermione is taken care of.' 'Yeah!' Flame-head added, 'Or else I'll hex you.'
'What are you talking about? Have you just come out of St Mungo's?' Draco scoffed. 'Don't play dumb, Feret,' Weasel glared at him, 'Your father and Hermione are-' He never got a chance to finish the sentence, because that's the exact moment when his father came into view. Everyone quieted instantly.
'Ladies and gentlemen, as you all know, I divorced with Narcissa Black half a year ago, and I remain single,' he paused for a moment and continued, 'However, I found this lovely woman at a party a few months ago, and fell desperately in love with her. Therefore, I asked for her marriage weeks ago. I now present my fiancee, Hermione Granger!'
Granger came into view, blushing as Lucius slung his arm over her shoulders and held her possessively. Everyone clapped loudly, though half-heartedly, as if they already knew the news. Everyone except Draco.
Right on cue, reporters rushed into the room and started taking photos of Granger and his father. Draco was still rooted to the ground until a reporter came and asked, 'How do you feel, Mr Malfoy, when you heard the news?' That snapped Draco out of his trance. 'Shocked, of course,' he replied. Then he asked, 'Did every one of you knew the engagement?' 'Yes.' 'Then why have I not heard about it before?' 'Um, Mr Malfoy Senior did mention that there's no point telling you, sir. He said that you couldn't change the fact that Miss Granger is marrying him,' the reporter answered nervously."Draco's eyes flashed. He couldn't change the fact that his father was getting married? 'We'll see about that,' he muttered. Everyone knew that Draco's temper had been worse than his father's ever since he hexed a Muggle into oblivion at the age of five when the Muggle laughed at his name.
Draco saw his father and to-be stepmother come towards him, so he quickly left the room and Apparated to Malfoy Manor. The show was just about to start. Please Read and Review!:)
