Chapter 6

~Chimera~

I felt like repeatedly stomping my foot and pulling my hair out. I had spent a good part of that morning trying to make myself as presentable as possible, taking note of every trick in the book, with the same thoroughness I used to do my research with back in the good old days. But in the end it was all for nothing. Every man I approached either wasn't looking for company, or already had one, even though there weren't any in sight.

'So, Granger…' I heard from behind me but didn't spin around to great Malfoy with my "charming" mood. 'I heard Theo is getting married.'

'Yes, it seems so. Now, if you'll please excuse me…' I only made it a few steps away from him before he spoke again.

'Looking to replace him already?'

'Not by choice.'

I really didn't want to be having this conversation, especially with Malfoy of all people. My displeasure of him may have seemed far-fetched, but in my mind I was well in my rights to want to avoid him. Unlike any other person here, Malfoy was the only one left that connected me to my past. Sure, I had been at school with most of them, but Malfoy was the only one left from those that I had actually exchanged words with, be they mean or not. Every time I was in his company I was plunged head first into my past, when I thought that our quarrels were the worst part of my life. How wrong I had been.

At times I felt bad for him. If anything, the "job" I had had taught me to see beyond what was right in front of me. And what I sometimes saw when looking at Malfoy was a little sad boy. Both of his parents ignored him for the most part of his life, he never had any real friends because everyone was afraid of his father, he spent the better part of his childhood trying, but never succeeding, to please his father. But we weren't kids anymore, and Malfoy wasn't under his father's control anymore, he was his own person, Voldemort's right hand man at that.

I snapped out of my inner ramblings only to find him staring at me like I were some kind of bug under a large microscope.

I made to go past him, but his hand circled my arm. I looked down at the offending appendage, only to be greeted with soft, creamy skin, coupled with perfectly groomed nails. I briefly wondered how many had died by those beautiful hands.

'I'm looking for company tonight'

My eyes snapped to his face and my lips curled into a snarl.

'Well look somewhere else!' I all but yelled.

'You seem to be free' he slowly said, releasing my arm and bringing his to the back, rocking on the heels of his feet.

It soon clicked in my mind, and the moment it did, his lips formed a devilish smirk, having seen the realization in my eyes.

'You! You did this!' I hissed barely able to contain my anger. He somehow managed to scare all the other men off. "Why would you be doing this for a mere shagg?'

He didn't answer.

'I'll be waiting…'

a/n: I'm sorry, but however much I try, I can't seem to make my chapters longer. In order to do so, I'd have to catch up on some reading and work harder. I can't. Whenever I read a story I speed read it. I can't read the descriptions or the props or anything else that isn't pure action or dialogue, I just don't have enough time, plus I think it's a waste of time, in the end all I want is to get the main idea (that's just me, I don't expect other people to do the same). So I'm really sorry. If you expect descriptions and such, I understand and I fully support it, I have a couple of stories in my favourites section, the authors really put everything in their work. For me fanfiction is just a hobby, I like writing, but that's a newly developed thing and I'm not making a career out of it or something to flaunt around. I'm writing for myself and I thought I would share it.

Like I've said in another story, I realized my completed dramiones so far end on a sad note. I think it's because cannon draco isn't a very caring one, I hate it when he suddenly turns all good in the story and loves hemrione with all his heart. In real life love is very difficult to find, so the notion of a male character that bullied a girl for years and grew up in a loveless marriage and with beliefs such as marrying for blood status (the story line got all messed up in my head, so I'm not sure how much JKR emphasized draco's background, but there is a pattern here on ff that clearly supports what I have mentioned above) falling in love and moreover making a habit out of declaring his feelings for said girl, is a little hard for me to grasp. I'm mainly discussing this issue in relation to draco because he's my favourite character and the reason I like fanfiction, I'd read any story that has him as a character, but the bully-know-it-all always gets to me, so dramiones are my favourite. (Don't get me wrong, I believe that draco is capable of love, I just think he'd be more reserved in expressing it. Plus, to fall in love with a "mudblood", given his past, you have to have balls. My draco has balls (at least I want him to), but cannon draco, well not so much)

Anyway, since I've only recently thought of an ending for this story, I can still work with it, so please tell me if you'd prefer a happy or a sad one. I think I could pull both off.

Gosh the a/n is maybe longer than the story. Sorry if you did read it and considered it a waste of your time.