Your Joking...Right!
Chapter 3: No Way!
(A/N Well guyz here's chapter 3 this is in Draco's P.O.V)
No Way, there is no way in hell she is a pure-blood, stormed Draco as he slammed the door to his bedroom and flopped down on his bed. She just can't be I would have known. He sat like that, on his bed, arguing with himself until he came up with his brilliant idea. "Duh, she knows everything" he said to himself as he once more walked out of his bedroom and slammed the door shut.
Narcissa Malfoy was sitting in her drawing room, reading a book, when her only son stormed into her room. "My god, Draco Alexander Malfoy, clam yourself this instant." "Mother what can you tell me about the Damenzla family?" asked Draco, who had flopped himself down on one of the black leather couches in the room. "Oh charming pure-blood family, there daughter, who has been away for a few years, has been brought home, she is about your age I believe." replied Narcissa, Draco rolled his eyes. "Maybe we should go over there, say hello, I get a long quite well with Eliza, besides they are a fellow pure-blood family." Draco just groaned "Great now I have to go see her" he thought. "You may like the young lady" his mother said. "Yeah.. Sure" Draco muttered. "Go change Draco, I shall inform Eliza we will be coming to visit almost immediately". Draco stormed back up to his room muttering something that sounded much like "Ugh, Mums!"
Draco took as long as possible to get ready. He took a long, hot shower, then got dressed in black pants, and a white button down shirt, he wanted to look good but not overdone. Mum would fuss if he looked too casual and he did NOT want to look overdone for Granger, or Damenzla, nah Granger. Then he worked on his hair, he had given up gelling it back in 5th year so he just let it hang over his eyes. The ladies found it incredibly sexy, he smirked to himself. Next he put on a squirt of cologne, examined himself in the mirror "Good as usual Draco", grabbed a jacket, and was out of his bedroom door once again.
He met his mother in their family room and they apparated from their to the Damenzla mansion. When Draco, who did not fancy apparating, landed on his two feet, he took one look around and already he could place the neighborhood, this was where his best mate, Blaise Zabini, lived. And sure enough, spinning on his heel, there was the Zabini mansion right next to one of the biggest houses Draco had ever seen, if it was this big on the outside he could only imagine what it looked like on the inside. "A very wealthy family must live here" he said to himself. "This is soo my dream home, maybe a different color though" he pondered to himself.
"Mother where is the Damenzla mansion?" asked Draco, looking over at the Zabini mansion, "I can just sneak over to Blaise's if I get too bored, but you never know torturing Granger in her own home could be a lot of fun!" Draco thought to himself and smirked. "Right there" said Narcissa, indicating Draco's dream house. "No way" said Draco. " Oh yes, the Damenzla's are the richest wizarding family in all of England" replied Narcissa, starting up the long path to the house. "Richer then us?" Draco called to his mother's retreating back. "Oh yes dear, much richer" replied Narcissa over her shoulder. "Bloody Granger" spat Draco, sulking up the path behind his mother, cursing "Bloody Granger, or, bloody Damenzla, the whole way to the door.
Narcissa reached the door and rang the bell way before her son. A moment later a small house-elf answered the door "Ahh Mistress Malfoy and Young Mister Malfoy, please come in" squeaked the elf, it held the door open for them "Master and Mistress Damenzla shall be here to great you shortly, Please take a seat, Tea?" asked the elf indicating the tea plate on the small wooden table in front of them. Narcissa took a seat and helped herself to a cup of tea, but Draco remained standing, admiring the vast entrance hall. "Young Mister Malfoy if you would like I can take you out back, the young mistresses are playing a game with a friend of Mistress Hermione and the neighbor boy." squeaked the tiny elf, who, Draco noticed, was wearing a dress. Draco thought "he must be talking about Granger, her little brat-of-a-sister, the Weaslette, and Blaise. "Mother may I?" he asked. "Oh, yes dear go right on ahead, have fun" she replied, looking around then standing up once more because the Damenzla's had just entered the room.
"Right this way" squeaked the elf, and he led Draco through the large house and out the back door where Draco, whose jaw dropped, found a very large Quidditch pitch a little ways through the yard. He slowly walked along the stone path to the small stands that could hold approximately 100 people. About 50 feet in the air above him were Hermione, Ginny, Blaise, and Dakota playing a game of quidditch Red team versus Silver team, Hermione and Ginny (Red) vs. Dakota and Blaise (silver). They all played very well Draco noted. He watched them play for about an hour, Red was dominating, until he got bored and yelled "Anyone need an extra player". Four shocked faces looked down at him, then sped to the ground.
(A/n Ok well that's chapter 3 thanx for the reviews, Next chapter will be the quidditch game, Blaise and Draco vs. Hermione, Ginny, and Dakota (since she's little), who do YOU think will win? Huh? Well you will have to wait to find out! XoXo NiCoLe OxOx