Unwanted Angel
By Natalie
Note: I re-post this chap just coz of the grammar, no need to read it if you already have,I didn't change the contents or anything.
Sum: The war ended. Draco was fine, he really was, he was all alone but when had that been a problem? God didn't seem to agree, is this why he sent him this weird angel? A very strange one he couldn't seem to get rid off…DM/LL fluffy
AN: I hadn't worked out any plot for this fic but now I have a bit so I decided to continue.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to Harry Potter. I just own the fluffiness you don't recognize.
Chapter 2
7.55 pm
Draco walked towards the French restaurant where his date would appear a few minutes late while humming 'London Bridge is falling down' under his breath and kicking a few stones out of his path.
Once in the restaurant, Draco was seated on the balcony facing outward towards the sea. Chick usually dig these kind of 'sensitive' atmosphere, Draco thought sipping himself some cool water, and sure enough-
"Impressive Draco…"
Draco turned as Monique entered in a seductive black dress with pearls around her neck and wrists. (AN: I'll just let you guys imagine some slut-ish black dress)
"Such…taste" Monique finished empathizing with her tongue.
This girl was turning heads with her fake pillows and smoking hot body. Draco smirked and nodded to the chair opposite him. She glister him a smile with those full red lips and crossed her legs, making sure the tip of her black spiked heel slid up his leg before falling on the other side innocently.
Draco merely quirked an eyebrow and asked "Drink?"
"Thirsty" She replied. Draco narrowed his eyes and she smirked.
"Water?"
"Cheap"
"Wine?"
"Kind?"
"White"
"Red" She finished with another smirk, a lip-pressed smirk that made her look like she was pouting. This girl was an evil one. Draco thought smirking as he nodded toward the waiter, who came hurriedly to him.
Monique, she was just the way he liked girls. She is the kind of girl whom is classy, with a hint of evilness, not too psycho but enough to keep his interest and not too much…just enough to handle him as much.
Draco sipped the bitter dark red wine and toasted at her, she was hot but at that moment for a fraction of a second, he couldn't help wishing that there was someone else in the world that would simply drink white wine with him, instead of trying to show off power with red wine just for the thrill of it. Stupid politicians.
Monique placed her elbows on the table – a gesture Draco actually hated – and leaned into the table her boobs placed on the crystal plate like two swollen…Draco tapped his chin searching in his head for a suitable word; watermelon, yes that's it. Draco felt like chuckling.
"Draco!" Monique snapped and pouted when Draco jerked, snapping out of his thoughts.
"Did you hear what I said?" Monique demanded with a soft hiss.
"No" Was Dracos' smooth reply as he took another sip of his glass before placing it down on the table the crystal glass reflecting the moon light.
Draco knew what she was thinking as she blinked; wondering if she should get mad. He flashed his infamous evil grin and she flustered, Draco could almost hear her heart beat from where he sat.
"I was too…enchanted" He muttered getting up and circled behind her. Monique held her breath, her fingers curling at the sensation of Dracos' breath against her neck.
"By your perfect body" Draco finished running one finger up from her waist…slowly, up and up. Draco smirked as he heard Monique sharp intake of breath when he stopped right in the safe zone.
Draco bent down to hissed in her ear making sure she shivered at the closeness "I hope you like…" She bit her lip and arch forward slightly giving away how much she wanted him with a bit to her bottom lip.
"French food" Draco finished and Monique opened her eyes with a "Huh?"
Before she could grab him Draco had returned to his seat a smirk playing around his lips as plates of food were served in front of them. Draco played an impressive face as he gestured towards the food. Monique looked somewhat confused and flustered at the sudden change of mood and Draco couldn't help feeling utterly amused.
They are so easy, Draco thought looking at the woman in front of him.
"Please, out do yourself, I took the liberty of ordering for you when you appeared to be fashionable late, eat, eat." Draco gestured one last time before picking up his knife and fork and started his dinner. Monique continued to look ruffled for a few seconds because taking a swing of the red wine the waiter had poured her and began picking at her dinner.
As it got late, Draco sighed as he listened to her hopes and dreams, what Monique had done, was doing, was going to do and what idiots lived in the world. At some points he nodded, others he was too sickly bored to care and merely looked outside towards the ocean.
"And could you believe it? He said I had the killer body so he asked if I would play Julia in…"
Draco drowned out her voice as he listened to the waves and glanced at the night sky. He hadn't had the time to do so since…forever. Even though it was a good restaurant to get girls to fall in the mood, he honestly liked coming here, with the wind and the sea and-
"So I gave in when they started crying. Wow, look at the time! It is 10 already. Boy, I'm getting tired, mmm…" Monique purred catching his attention once again with one of her heel coming up his leg.
Draco glanced back at her and she bit her lip seductively as she smiled, giving him 'the look' which just meant 'I'm not tired at all, lets go over to your place'. Draco sighed and grabbed her leg before pushing it down with a flick of his hand. The high heel landed with a 'thud' on the floor, earning a bewildered look from her. Draco placed some cash on the table and swiftly got up his face impressive all the way.
"Well, I haven't got all night" Draco said looking at her with a stare that made ladies pluses quicken. "Since you're tired, why don't we rest at my place before getting you home" At that Monique smirked and got up from the table brushing up against him, placing her lips near his ear and whispered;
"I'll show you some fun tonight"
Draco fought the urge to roll his eyes but since he had nothing else better to do he replied as devilishly;
"I'm sure you will"
5 minutes later
"Give us your bags!"
Monique screamed and clutched onto Draco. It was an old rotten face burglar with a M16 swinging at them. He had jumped out of nowhere with another helper. Monique screamed again and the other one, which was a bit younger but still as smelly, slammed the gun into her stomach and she fall (before Draco felt like catching her), doubling up on the alley floor.
"No screaming sweetheart, or there goes another blow right to your noggin." The burglar whispered leering over Monique, Draco placed a hand over the guys' chest and easily pushed him back against the wall.
"Okay, that's enough. You should know; it's not nice to hit a lady" Draco snarled before he decided to punched the guy out cold.
"But hitting another guy is always right" He added with a smirk thinking of good old Hogwarts days.
The remaining old burglar stared, glancing from Draco to his buddy and then back again. Draco took a step forward but he hurryingly pointed the gun at Dracos' chest, making him stop, narrowing his eyes dangerously. Draco stared him down for a moment and when he saw the man starting to sweat, he turned.
"What…what are you doing? Where are you going? Come back! Or…or…I'll shoot! I'll shoot!" The guy yelled waving the M16 around like a lunatic.
Draco kept walking and went over to Monique and helped her up from the ground. She clung on to him pretty pathetically then started splattering mud all over him (her expensive black dress was covered in mud).
"I said give me your purse missy! And you! Don't try to be a hero again and I won't have to blow your brains out, now, empty out your pockets! Where's your wallet? Do as I say boy!" Draco scowled at the word 'boy' but before he could tackle the guy Monique clung on to him.
"Draco, don't let him take my bag" Squealed Monique clinging on to his arm splattering more mud on him, some flying at his face also.
Draco glared at her, wanting more than anything to shove her face in the mud they were standing on. He was tempted since she was the one who offered this short cut that she knew was closer to where he said he lived; now they were being mugged. How spurious.
"Put the gun down old man. You're just going to hurt yourself" Draco said thinking of taking out his wand but pause his hands when he remembered the Ministry new law after the war.
Wizards and witches in the muggle world were strictly forbidden to perform magic in front of muggles or else they'll show up and blow you to pieces or something. Well, at least that's what people are saying, even though Draco wasn't sure but he decided not to be the test subject of a rumor and kept his wand where it was, inside his boxers shorts under his stylish black pants (which wasn't so stylish anymore with all the mud and what not).
Just as Draco was about to negotiate with the man, Monique took off running in the opposite direction and the man aimed. Draco paused. Should I save the girl or not? I mean, she's kind of an idiot but…Draco moved with great speed and sucker punched the guy with the gun and the shot missed Draco, shooting at the street wall instead while Monique ran screaming into the darkness.
Draco cracked his knuckles and stood in the dark alley way listening, until the sound of Monique's' frantic screaming died down and her running heels ebbed into the cold misty night.
"That's the last time I take road advice from a rich woman" Draco muttered and was about to walk away when he heard movement behind him and felt something thick and heavy concluded with the back of his head with a 'Thuck'.
Draco saw stars exploded before flopping down on the muddy ground his forehead concluding with a jade stone. Draco was in the middle of damning the other burglar for regaining consciousness when everything around him ebbed into complete blackness.
A few minutes later
Draco shifted awkwardly in the mud trying to adjust his focus as he opened his eyes. Something had awoken him. That something was still poking him on the sides. Draco scowled for a second when he made out the out line of a girl, thinking that it was Monique back again but then his eyes widen in surprise as he realized it was the blonde haired dreamy eye girl he had met earlier that day. Then he grunted at the strange state they were in and the throbbing pain somewhere at the back of his head.
Draco himself was lying on his stomach in a puddle of thick sticky mud his limbs spread out awkwardly in a dark alley in his fine clothes with his pockets turned out and robbed off cash. As she, whoever she was in her white clothes that are now stained with dark mud because she was sitting down beside him, was now poking him as if he was the most interesting thing in the world to poke.
"Ok, you can stop poking me now" Draco snapped and the poking stopped but then she reached over and poked somewhere in between the nip of his neck and his skull.
"What-? OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!"
Draco yelled jerking up at the sudden pain but still seemingly able to keep his composure. The girl stared at him and it looked as if he had startled her for the first time. Hell yeah, he had probably woken up the dead.
She blinked uncertainly but reached out towards him. Draco, having enough weird things happened to him in the last few minutes shifted back a bit, his hands on his injured head.
The girl sighed, her dreamy eyes down cast before returning them to his face and giving him the usual expressionless face that he himself so often does.
"Look" She whispered and reached out her hand. Draco followed her glanced and on the tip of her finger was something reddish.
"It's blood-"
"I know that" Draco snapped getting annoyed again, finally feeling the sticky wetness at the back of his head that wasn't mud. There was just no telling of what she could annoy him with. He didn't even know why he was so annoyed at her impressively calm expression, probably just because he was usually the one giving it to other people, not the other way around.
"You're hurt Draco"
"Yes, I can see that. Usually happens when you get hit with a big bulky heavy – whatever object- to the head" Draco pushed himself off the ground but staggered slightly to the sides, the alley tilting left and right. Draco shook his head feeling dizzy.
The girl reached out to help him but he swat her hand away and she withdrew before he touched it.
"I don't need your help woman." Draco muttered and put on the best walk he could mastered…but the blow to the occipital lobe must've been harder than he thought because all he manage was a strange dizzy drunken walk towards the end of the alley.
Left, right, left, right, Draco tried to concentrate, left, right, left…stumble
Draco fell on some old cardboard boxes to his left and heard a cat hissed as it shoot out from behind the box and started attacking him. It was a dark dirty orange little devil with fangs and claws like an attack dog.
"Argh!" Draco flinched as it scratched his chest giving him three red lines. Draco narrowed his eyes, yanked it off his chest and threw the cat flying, the sound of its meowing drifted into the night.
"Meowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww...w.w.w…w…ww...w...www……"
Draco sighed glancing down at his already muddied black sleek round collar shirt which now had blood marks on it. He looked up at the sky, the stars were shining bright but the moon was clouded. Draco scowled.
"My god, give me a break"
"Are you actually talking to god?" Draco glanced at the girl who had caught up to him (not that there was much to catch, he had merely stumble a couple of steps) and raised an eyebrow at her question. It was the first time her face showed a hit of confusion and some curiosity.
"Most people…don't really mean 'god', I mean, it's just an expression, you know, Oh-god please do this, do that." He started explaining before he realized he was actually having another conversation with her. She looked at him and for a second her brow knotted together slightly.
"So, even though, people say his name and plead with him…they are not really talking to him?"
Draco nodded and gave up trying to get up with a 'poff' as his ass made contact with the boxes underneath him. Draco cursed, sighing before shifting into a more comfortable sitting position thinking that it was better to rest there on the boxes to ware off the dizziness before he should try walking to the wizard spot where he would be able to vanish back to the mansion.
Draco watched as the graceful girl patted a spot of flat boxes next to him and gently sat down, close enough that had he wanted to he could rest his head on her head. But he wasn't about to do such a thing.
"So…" Draco murmured finding it strange that he was sitting like some homeless in a dark alley with a girl he didn't even know in the middle of the night, but he didn't know how to put it into words…hell, who would?
"It's not so strange" The girl next to him suddenly chirped. Draco jerked slightly accidentally banging his head on the alley wall. Rubbing his head he stared at her.
"What's not?" He questioned.
She turned towards him and Draco blinked. Her eyes were big but they were hidden with a hint of dullness. She blinked the look away and explained;
"Well, things like this happen all the time, all around the world. People get hurt, they get mugged, robbed, stabbed, shot, drown, ran over, killed, lost, buried alive, cursed-"
"Okay lady, I get it, I get it." Draco cut in, not in the mood to hear '10 ways of dying' from this creepy girl. Draco stole another glance at her; well, she wasn't that creepy, apart from maybe being a little hieratically psycho; she looked ok. They looked at each other; they were just looking, each silently judging the other.
Okay, that bump to the head must've cracked something because he was actually thinking it was rather nice sitting there. Yep, Draco thought, I've lost my mind. But then again…just sitting, waiting for the dizziness to go away, worrying about nothing else was kind of nice...or maybe, it was the company. He hadn't had much company since…well, since he chose not to. And that was a long, long, long time ago.
"You know, you don't have to be alone you know" The girl commented out of the blue. Draco stared at her as if she was mad, on reflex he turned to defense mode.
"Are you out of your mind? I just had a date a few minutes ago…hot and a slut but still, I was not alone." Draco replied and turned the other way, giving his attention to a black beetle on the ground, it was over turned its' legs waving in the air.
"What I meant was, someone who wouldn't run away from you, when things get tough-"
"Well, let me guess; someone who would be loyal, understanding, and helpful to me. Someone who is never leaving me in time of hardship, in sickness or in health, blah blah blah…is that what you are saying? Because that's a wife honey and I'm not getting myself one anytime soon." Draco sneered back at her before reaching down and was about to flick the beetle with his fingers when the girl reached over and scope the bug into her hand.
Draco stared at her as she let it go on the other side and watched it scurried away into the night. He didn't think it important to ask her if she was a nun on vacation or not so he just shut up as she turned her attention back to him.
"I was not thinking of a wife for you…but if that is what you are interested in, I am sure that that can be arrange, there is someone suitable for you out there" Draco stared at her his expression one of those which read 'are you kidding me?' and barked;
"Okay, one, why are you always talking like that? Two, stop talking like that! Three, read my perfect pink lips; I do not want a wife nor do I want you to get one for me and four, why in the world, god tell me; are you still here?"
She had on an innocent expression that was unwavering, so he waited.
Silence…
More silence…
Draco could've sworn he heard that escape beetle sneezed from the end of the alley.
"…"
"Okay, I just asked you a question woman" Draco snapped irritated beyond belief.
"Oh" Was all she said.
"Well..?" Draco dared pursued almost ripping his hair out but managed to look calm.
"I thought you were asking god, weren't you?" Draco blinked and felt a vein popped in his head.
"WHY ARE YOU STILL HERE?" Draco yelled at her and to his amazement; she flinched, but only a little. Usually, when he got this loud people were cowering, but then again it's usually more effective when he was deadly serious.
Draco got up quickly (swaying at the attempt) and started walking, the dizziness had worn off but the more he walked the more he realized that it got harder to keep his eyes open. He got out of the alley and made it half way to the spot where he could use magic when his knees gave way and he kneed down for a minute. Draco turned and looked behind his eyes widening, there was a small trial of blood showing where he had walked from. He hadn't realized he was loosing that much blood.
Draco cursed and turned back almost having a heart attack when the same girl who he thought was still in the alley was kneeing right in front of him her face close to his.
"I know that I can be hard to understand sometimes" She said to him her face somewhat sad and he felt something in his heart jerked. Probably pity, but he shook it off quickly. Draco shifted back a little but was too weak to get up. She placed a hand on his shoulder but he pushed it off with a quick wrist movement without even having to think, it was more reflex that anything.
"Move" Draco muttered gritting his teeth together.
"I need…to...get…to…that…park…over there"
Draco saw her sighed and thought, yeah that's right, realize that I'm an asshole and get out of my life as quick as you can. That's it, leave me alone.
To his surprise the fair small girl bent down, and gently slid under his arm and carefully helped him up. That was when Draco realized how small she really was, she hardly came up past his shoulders but still, her warm body was strangely reassuring.
Suddenly, Draco realized the situation and what she was trying to do (not to mention he would rather be caught dead than having a girl carry him) so he jerked away from her, pushing her away from him.
Draco frowned in confusion, it was either he must be very weak or she was very strong because she only took a few steps back from the push. Draco felt his knees start to give way again and stumbled, but gained back his balance within a second.
"Look" Draco started shooting her a glare when she moved to help him "I can walk"
She paused and Draco began, one step, two steps, three steps…ten steps…stumble
"Oof!" Draco uttered, his chest landing smack on the pavement.
Okay, I feel like an old cold and wet house elf, Draco thought grumpily then groaned at the realization of him comparing himself, he Draco Malfoy, to a house elf, lovely.
He was about to get up again when a pair of warm hands were placed on each sides of his cheeks and he looked up. It was the girl again. Draco stared at her in wonderment, what was it with this girl? Could she just not sense who he was?
Draco stared into her eyes, his brow knotted slightly, his eyes searching her eyes for a clue as to who she was; he was usually very good at reading people…but all he could read right now was that she had on the gentlest expression he had ever seen and that she had the tiniest hint of a smile playing on her lips, which irritated him quite a bit because he felt like it was familiar but could not seem to recall anything.
Weird.
Draco cleared his throat and slowly but steadily got up, surprisingly all the while with her warm hands still on his cheeks.
"Feel better?" She asked him. Draco thought about it, he was pretty cold but her warm hands helped a lot, he was about to say 'OK' like a normal person would do but his words changed on their own when they came out.
"No" He growled "Now if you would get your hands off my face; that would be much appreciated." Complete with a flick of his wrist Draco pushed her hands off his face in one swift motion.
Strong upbringing father, Draco thought grimacing, job well done. Draco cursed as he swayed a bit. She sighed before taking hold of his arm, as softly as a cat. She glanced at him, her eyes dimmed.
"Let me help you-"
"Shut up" Draco snapped feeling flustered and embarrassed, debating in his mind if he should push her away again or not, "I do not need your help" Draco finished bringing up a hand to smooth back his silver blonde strings that were hanging over his silver blue eyes both filled with frustration.
Her eyes twinkled with something he couldn't quite catch…pity? No, affection? Nah…Draco shook his head as if it would somehow be able to clear his mind.
"Of course not Draco" Was her short reply to his statement but this time he decided he wouldn't push her away. He wanted to get home as soon as possible, the headache was killing him and he wanted nothing more than to take a nice hot shower and lay in bed for the next two to three days. Step by step she helped him. It was pretty fast actually and wasn't all that bad.
Finally, they made it to the park and Draco felt like shouting 'Hallelujah' but contained his joy as the girl slid out from his arm and patted his hand gently. Draco stared at her his hand tingling from the strange touch. What was it with her?
Draco looked around. They were standing in the same park they had met earlier, the same park he threw her apple away and the same park she had warned him not to go out this night. How did she know anyway?
The park was silent now, only the sounds of humming crickets, the chirping of night birds in the trees and the call of some swans in the beautiful lake reflecting the moon light could be heard. The moon shone on them as they stood in silent. As he glanced down on her, her golden blonde hair glowing in the moonlight most mysteriously, Draco couldn't help asking one last time.
"Why…" Draco started looking at her with earnest curiosity. "Why are you still here?"
She looked at him and for the first time since they had met, she tilted her head in a way even Draco had to admit was cute and said something that almost made him laugh.
"Because of you"
Draco tilted his head too. She wasn't laughing or anything but her eyes twinkled in a way that made Draco think she was almost smiling. Since she didn't say anything else Draco shrugged and said "Okay…" while dragging his voice as if waiting for something else to happen.
Weird thing to say. Draco thought. Nothing else happened.
Draco stepped under the lamp post in the park getting ready to disappear. Taking out his wand he turned to her and looked her up and down like the first time they had met. She didn't have her bright green hat on anymore and her white shirt and pants were covered in mud. However, her expression had returned to the one that was expressionless.
Draco nodded to her and she picked up her hand once more, and waved. Remembering like this morning, how she had not said good-bye, Draco turned one last time.
"This is not the last that I'll see of you is it?"
She merely blinked with a small curl of her lips that could almost be counted as a smile.
"No Draco Malfoy, this is not the last you'll see of me"
To be continued…
A/N: Sorry if it was a bit crappy I was more on the experimenting side because I was wondering what kind of style I should write, well, it became a test chapter, I realized it was written rather differently from the first chapter and I will await your reply on what I should do with this story next. Thanks for the reviews. Oh and I was debating whether or not Draco should know it's her in this chapter or the next. This chapter kind of showed more on the depth of who Draco was. Next chapter will base more on Luna.
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