TRUE LOVE CANNOT STAY HIDDEN FOREVER….CH-2: The Fire and Ice Don't Work Together..
(Draco Malfoy)
It was a bright sunny morning. Everything was going well…I got a job at the Ministry of Magic and my parents were proud of it except one part that am an Auror. I need to stay in touch with many other aurors too..The Ministry says that they are like your family and you have to treat them like your family.
My job is prodigious and I just can't stand that mudblood and the chosen one. Luckily that red head Weasley was not selected to be an auror who am I kidding ? who will select him? There have been many rumors that knockturnal Alley's creatures and stuff are being stolen and the rumors says that they are the death eaters trying to bring 'The Dark Lord' back. I mean how daft do you have to be, to believe that!
"Honey" my mom entered with that blissful smile on her face and interrupted my thoughts.
"What is it?" I replied knowing fully well about what she was going to say.
"Honey" she started with a speech I knew better than my own name. "Draco honey I was wondering if you were perhaps…. Looking for somebody to you know, share your future with?" she went directly to the point but with an air of uncertainty.
When I didn't answer back she decided to get on with it " sweetie listen, I know you're against me choosing your future. But think about it, wouldn't you want somebody to come back home to, somebody to love with all your heart?" I knew where this was going, she was going to guilt-trip me into giving in, but I knew better.
"Mother!"I snapped, "I will not have you commanding my life, I strictly hate the prospect of being tied down to somebody for the rest of my LIFE!"
"DRACO LUCIUS MALFOY !" uh-oh, I was in deep trouble now and she knew it, hell, the entire world knew it!
She continued her assault of words " You listen to me loud and clear, you will marry a pureblood in no less than two months am I CLEAR?"
I grumbled a weak yes in response and she continued, "Draco I only want what's best for you. I'll be happy for you even if you chose that daft Pancy Parkinson Draco, but just not a mudblood."
"Mom seriously? How can you think, the son of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy would marry a mudblood?
"Two months" she said with a warned voice and left me alone.
I was on the way to my cabinet reasoning what my mother said, how rigidly I've got this job and the mark present on my wrist which everybody notices and stares like am still that Malfoy who would do anything for his avail. When suddenly from nowhere Kingsley Shacklebolt captured me. He was fretful He made sure that nobody was watching us and started saying jittery.
"Draco, There is something I need you to know, It's really urgent and take Miss Granger along with you to my office" and left. He said it was like The Dark Lord had appeared again somehow and everybody is in a great danger but wait a minute, wait a minute
Fuck! Hermione Granger! That horrendous mudblood? What the hell? Is there an ill wind that blows nobody good? I needed to do something I told my other friends and they suggested to go and talk to Kingsley. Considering that he was the Minister and I merely an Auror ,I went along with it.
As I entered to Kingsley's office I saw him with mine and Hermione pictures in his hand when he suddenly realized that I noticed him he immediately hide those pictures inside a book cover.
"Ah! Mr. Malfoy didn't see you comin eh. I don't see Miss Granger where is she ?
Before I could say anything he scrutinized my face and started his aphorism
"Mr. Malfoy I see yeh problem but I can't to anything. We need you and Miss Granger in this project".
Everybody in the Ministry was staring at me when I returned from Kingsley office and suddenly I noticed from the corner of my eyes Granger passing by.
"Granger" I said hoping she would drop her ego and listen to me for once in her life.
"What is it Malfoy?" she snapped. Well I guess somebody had a bad morning….
" Mr. Kingsley wants both of us in his office" I said bracing myself for the onslaught of profanities I was expecting to hear.
To my surprise ;without a word she started walking after me.
