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Chapter 2

Draco's week went by fast after Ms. Twila had started to tell other

kids they looked like one of her dolls. She had even gone so far as to show off the dolls to some of the kids they looked like. This meant people stopped teasing him about being a doll, and started to call her the crazy doll lady even more so then before.

As Draco got out of bed he knew that today it didn't matter what he

wore other then his boxers. He was going to fill his end of the deal today after all. Finding pair of clean green boxers Draco did his morning routine before meeting Ms. Twila in her office. She was in a tan top and blue jeans. Making her look mighty fine for an older woman.

"Right on time Mr. Malfoy" She said with a smile, as she picked up a

large bag. "We'll be taking a carriage to the art class. Just follow me

okay?" Draco followed her out of the school building to an awaiting carriage. Once inside Ms. Twila showed him some of her art work. Most of which was pictures of her dolls, but some were of people that had posed for her class. He was impressed with how good her work was, and told her so before they got to the small classroom.

The reason they didn't walk was because Giddier town was two towns away

form Hogsmeade. Making for one very long walk, it would have taken them two whole days on foot to get there. As for flying Ms. Twila didn't like to fly; she like Granger was afraid too. Draco followed her into the classroom to help her setup for the day.

"Once we have this all done you can go into the bathroom and undress.

Keeping you're boxers on of course." She said as she set up the easels

for her students. "There is a bathrobe for you to wear when you're not

posing. I have 3 different classes today for you to model, each one is an hour apart."

"Then I like knowing I will at least have a robe on when I'm not

modeling." Draco said as he put out the paints for her. They made idle chit chat for the rest of the time before Draco was sent off to get ready. He felt odd about standing half naked in fort of a room full of strangers. After all who know what they could be thinking as he stood so vulnerable in fort of them.

He entered the class room to find it filled to the brim with all sorts

of different aged women. His heart raced in his chest as Ms. Twila began to talk. "As you all know are old model quit last month because he was

moving to France and I have been looking for a replacement ever since. Well I have a temp for the day ladies." She motion for Draco to come forward. "This is Draco Malfoy and just for today he is going to model for us. Now he will be in boxers see as he is only a teenager. IS there any questions before we begin? No, alright then Draco take off you're robe and lay on your side here"

She had pointed to a table he helped her set up earlier. He took off

his robe slowly before lying on his side. Ms Twila moved him around a

little before telling him to 'hold that pose'. He did so as the class want on, He could hear the women asking Ms. Twila what she thought or if they got his chin or noise right Draco felt self connection every time someone looked up at him. It wasn't until the last class Draco finally felt calm and relaxed.

So relaxed he had almost missed hearing Ms. Twila saying 'His eyes are

almost glassy like a personal dolls eyes, and see Jim his skin is more

powdery like this." She showed Jim a doll she had in her bag. Draco

felt odd again as she compared him to a doll once more. He decided to just forget about it after all she had told him that he did have the right features to become a doll model. When the class was over Draco felt kind of sad it was all over. He had like being the model and hearing witches mostly comment on how handsome he was.

"You can go get dressed now Draco" Ms. Twila told him before picking up

the room. Draco had got dress rather fast as he wanted to ask Ms. Twila if he could model for her class again. He wasn't sure he would be allowed to because of his age, but he hoped she'd let him. Once back on the road to Hogwarts Draco made his move.

"Ms. Twila you said you need a model for your class still." Draco

stated before going on. "I was just wondering if I could help you out again."

"Well I'd love to have a permanent model for my classes." She said "But

I couldn't let you do it for free Draco." Draco couldn't believe his ears not only was he going to get to model again, but she was going to pay him! The rest of the way back they talk about his new weekend job. Draco felt great as he joined his classmates for dinner. He had been thinking about buying his mother a gift for her birthday, but without her knowing.

Which would have been next to impossible since she took care of the

bills and would have seen he had bout her something. Now he would have his own money to save up for it. Draco was so over joyed he almost smiled. For the first month of school, things went smoothly he even found ways to work around quidditch games and parties. All was well in his world right up until something odd happened he couldn't explain.

He and Ms. Twila had returned late form Giddier only to find Potter,

Wesley and Granger waiting for Ms. Twila in the entrance hall. Granger had some sort of question for her about the homework assignment she had given the class. That wasn't the odd part, Granger was known for her brown noising ways. What was odd was when he tried to leave he could have sworn Ms. Twila had pinch his ass and called him baby. But he must have been mistaken…right?