Today is Draco Malfoy's birthday. Sorry if I got any of you confused with me posting his birthday two-shot yesterday.
As I said previously, just so no one comments on it, I know Hogwarts students don't attend in June, but this went with what I had planned for the story, so I apologize.
Disclaimer: I do not own Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter.
Draco Malfoy had awoken at dawn. Part of his early awakening was because it was his birthday-the second part was because Astoria had told him to.
Draco could barely remember what had happened last night, but he knew that after Astoria had teased him, she had invited-or told-him to get up at dawn, and she had left no room for complaints. Disgruntled, but knowing that if he didn't follow her orders he would be hexed, Draco listened to her.
Currently, the blonde Slytherin Prince stood on the Astronomy Tower, the place Draco and Astoria had talked the night before. Not for the first time, Draco wondered why Astoria had chosen this place to meet. Why not the Slytherin common room? It would have been much easier. Draco shuddered as he remembered that on the way up here, he had to get past Filch, Peeves, and the Bloody Baron. Even though he was the Slytherin ghost and was friendly with Draco, the Baron was returning from the Ravenclaw wing, and seemed in an especially bad mood. Draco shuddered again.
Astoria better have a good reason why they were up here.
"Happy birthday, Draco."
Turning, Draco only saw her face for a split second before her lips smashed into his. Caught by surprise, Draco didn't have the chance to respond before Astoria quickly pulled away. Draco blinked at her. She was smirking.
"What?" Astoria said after a moment. "Last night you did say you wanted something more-"
"Yes, but I wasn't foreshadowing!" Draco cried. He scrambled to gather his composure. "I'm dating Pansy!"
Astoria shrugged, looking slightly miffed but unconcerned. "Whatever. That's a poor argument, Draco. Anyone with common sense could see you don't even like her." Astoria paused. "But then again, Pansy never had much of it, did she?"
Draco swallowed, trying to ignore his rapidly beating heart, and the faint blush he knew was on his pale cheeks. "So," he tried to appear indifferent, even though his façade had been shattered. "Why did you ask me up here?"
"Why else? I didn't prepare a picnic or anything, if that's what you're wondering. I didn't have the chance to. Have you seen the Bloody Baron? He's in a nasty mood."
Draco made a face. "Don't remind me."
There was another short pause. "Anyway," said Astoria, and now that Draco had pushed aside his own embarrassment, he could see a blush fading from her cheeks. "Happy birthday Draco."
"…Thanks."
"Anytime." With a smirk and a wink, Astoria turned and slipped away. Draco stared after her. Maybe he didn't need such a big greeting, after all...
Fin.
I know the ending was a bit abrupt, and I'm sorry about that.
Happy birthday, Draco!
~D