The next morning wasn't any better. I woke up, got dressed, and joined the others for breakfast. "Jayna, darling you will be going shopping with Draco today." Said that snake like being that I am supposed to call father. UGH! I didn't want to go shopping especially with someone so rude and utterly repulsive. He was just too stuck up for my taste. I would like to be with someone who actually cares about others and their feelings rather than what that conniving little *curses under breath* that I call daddy. Draco Malfoy only cared about what his father and my father thought of him. He would do anything. He insults muggle born people whenever he got the chance. That is one thing I don't understand. My father hated muggle borns and yet he was one. He hated himself. I just can't comprehend why he would hate himself. I also couldn't comprehend what my dearest mumsy saw in him. He was just so… what is the word I'm looking for. OH that's it. REPULISIVE, DISGUSTING, AND ALTOGETHER HATEFUL. I just couldn't believe I was related to that. I have always stood by my belief that I was most like my mother or at least I pray to god that I am. I would have like to scream at that man and say. "YOU AWFUL PERSON. I DON'T WANT TO GO SHOPPING WITH DRACO. I DON'T WANT TO STAY HERE. I JUST PLAINLY WANT TO BE BACK IN PARIS WITH MY MOTHER AND NOT YOU!" but what came out of my mouth was, "Yes Father." God I was such a push over. After breakfast I was lead out to a black car. "Get in." Draco all but ordered. God I hate him. I did as he said and he sped off towards a little boutique. "What are we shopping for?" I asked him. "A dress for you and then a tie to match it for me." He answered. "Why do I need a dress." I asked. "You ask to many questions. You need a dress for the pureblood ball that my mother throws every year. Your father has ordered me to be your date." He answered. I officially hate my life. "Why me?" I asked. "What don't you want to be my date?" He asked. "First of all that question was rhetorical. Second no not really." I answered him in a condescending tone. "Why?" He asked me and he looked… SAD! "All you have done since I arrived yesterday is make snide remarks and tell me how much you adore my father." I said as I walked into the store making it noticeable that I didn't want to be there. I just looked through the store trying to find a dress as quickly as possible and get out of there as quickly as humanly possible. I found this gorgeous green off the shoulder dress, tried it on, and decided to buy it. Draco found a tie to match and we were able to leave. We returned to the Manor and Narcissa fawned over my dress and started deciding what to do with my hair and makeup for the ball that just so happened to be the following evening. At dinner is where the conversation from Satan took place. "So Jayna Darling did you get a dress?" Father asked me. "Yes, father." I answered. "Well what does is look like?" he asked. "It's green." I said. He nodded and said, "So dear are you excited about going with Draco?" "No." I said. That was the end of the conversation. I ate in silence and returned to my room. I again fell asleep dreaming about my sweet mother and my beautiful home in Paris. That was until it turned into my worst nightmare.
***DREAM***
I was about 25 years of age. I had gone home to Paris to see my mother only I was accompanied by a man of about the same age but he was in shadows so I could not tell who he was. We arrived at my mother's small cottage of which I had so many fond memories. My mother answered the door and she was just as I remembered her. Her black hair had acquired some gray and her genuine face had the laugh lines of life splayed across it. "My darling daughter, it's so nice to see you again. Oh how I've missed you. I'm starting to think it was a good idea to send you to your father for you found a husband who loves you." she said and her tone was as genuine as her face. So the man with me was my husband. When did that happen and what did I miss? The man stepped forward and the light illuminated his face. It was…DRACO! He kissed my mother's hand and then put his arm around me.
***END DREAM***
I woke up in a cold sweat, choking back a scream. That could not happen, no it would not happen. I would not end up with that BEAST! Oh, that's right you don't know yet. I have the power to see the future through my dreams. My future is going to change. I glanced at my clock and seeing as it was 6 a.m. anyway I decided on getting up. I got dressed and prepared myself to face the coming of the torture, being that the ball was that evening. I was so not ready to face the music especially dancing with the buffoon next door.