Bella/Lucius
(A/N: This chapter is primarily about Draco finding out about his dad and his aunt. It should be pretty fun!)
Draco was twitching. Just a little, mind you. Nothing too noticible.
It was completely irrational. Incest! OK, if his mom and dad divorced, it wouldn't be, but that was irrelevant!
Draco had just found out about his dad and his aunt. It was disgusting. He had never really liked or gotten along with his dad or Aunt Bella, so really this was just added incentive to hate both the crazy people.
It was bad enough that they apparently did it right before the wedding, but now the two idiots had done it again. And gotten married. Apparently all the time in there had scrambled what little sense his father had. THe man had completely forgotten his wife and son. They had managed to finagle it that they were married yesterday in the jail cell. A preist was called in and married them. Bella retained enough sense to owl her sister and rub it in her face. Then again, she kept referring to Narcissa as Dre. Why, Draco wasn't sure, but He was pretty certain it wasn't important.
He sighed at the happy marriage picture of Lucius and Bella. No doubt they were missing a few things if they were happy together.
A red head plopped down in the chair opposite him. He glanced up to see Ginny Weasley. Her dark red hair was tied back and he couldn't help but wonder which she prefered, down or up.
He wondered why he couldn't get her out of his thoughts of late. True, she was everywhere, but that was no reason.
"What's that?" She asked.
He looked down to see he was still holding his aunt and father's marriage picture. Lucius was cross eyed and Bella was grinning manically. He handed it over to Ginny.
She wrinkled her nose. "Is that your aunt and your dad?"
He nodded.
"Are they married?" She asked, her face twisting with disgust. Draco felt suddenly more hospitable towards her.
"Yup. Apparently they're addled. That's what the shrink says."
She shook her head, a stray strand of hair falling to caress her cheek. He resisted an urge to push it back behind her ear again. What was with him? His mother and his potions master, a man he wasn't even sure was truly living and not a robot, get together and he's fine with it? No, more than that, he's happy for them. Then this girl walks into his life again and he finds himself almost liking her (??!!??!!). Next she breaks up with Potter and he's concerned (Again ?!) for her. Then the ordeal with Blaise and he follows them around like a lost little dog. (Ok, so he was telling himself he was protecting her from Blaise's unt'word advances. She was the only Weasley he could (kinda, sorta, almost, in a very roundabout way) tolerate.)
He leaned back in his chair. Maybe he was slipping. Mom had always been callous until she started snogging the aformentioned not-a-robot. Now she was sweet and happy. Not that he was complaining. He loved seeing his mother happy.
He looked at Ginny. Maybe he should insult her. Just so he didn't loose his touch.
He was about to when she looked up. Her hazel eyes met his and he realized they had a touch of green in them. She smiled slightly.
"What?"
He shook his head, realizing he'd been staring.