Chapter 3- He's Smiling?
DISCLAIMER: Don't own Harry Potter….Just the Plot and Rae.
"Babe, no matter how hard you push. You ain't making me move an inch." Draco said putting his hands behind his head.
"Get off!" I hissed. He grabbed my waist and pulled me on the bed next to him.
"Come on, just sleep." he hissed back, getting comfortable up against me. I sighed, and got comfy myself.
******** I awoke once more, but this time it wasn't because of Malfoy… erm Draco-er whatever! Daddy stood at the door smirking, happily. "Sorry to wake you two love birds up!" He said cheerfully. I wanted to protest but Malfoy pinched me. He was still pretending to be asleep to fool my dad. "Could you tell Draco, in about an hour or so, that I want him downstairs ready and all." Daddy winked and smiled, shut the door and descended down the hall. I kicked Draco off my bed.
"Look what you did! Now Daddy thinks we love each other or something!" I said in anger. My dad takes every move seriously. When he sees a move in action from Draco toward me, he grins in excitement waiting and hoping that he and I will make some sort of connection and get married someday. That's never gonna happen. Even Draco knows how my Daddy works. It's like he wants him to be lead on something else than what is really going on. "Get up and get dressed. Dad wants to see you." I said harshly, walking into the bathroom with a towel in hand. During my shower I was putting on my shampoo, and I heard a knock. "What is it?" I yelled over the shower. A muffled voice answered, I sighed and turned off the shower, grabbed my towel and opened the door.
"Do you mind if I join you?" Draco asked smirking. He had his towel and a change of clothes.
"Hell no!" I said slamming the door practically on his face. I jumped in the shower turning it back on and removed my towel. I continued to lather my hair once more, only to be rudely interrupted.
"Oh come on! We'll be saving water!" Draco begged, he some how gotten into the bathroom without me hearing. I finished my hair and told him to leave. After the shower I opened the shower door and peered out to look for my towel. It was no where in sight. How did I know this was gonna happen? I opened a closet door and took out a new one, laughing at his stupidity. Taking only one of my many towels, come on! I brushed my teeth, magically dried my hair, and put on my make up. I walked into my room and pulled out my daily wear. Skin tight blue jeans, a slytherin green & silver shirt with the logo on it, with a nice blue bra and matching panties. I put it all on and checked myself out. I fixed the one strand of hair that suck in my face and notice Malfoy sitting on my bed fully dressed and sexy as usual.
"How long have you been in here?" I asked curiously. He pretended to think.
"Hm well... since you got out of the shower." he smirked. I gave him a disgusted look.
"Lord is waiting for Miss Riddle and Mr. Malfoy in the Dining room for breakfast." the tiny house elf said politely interrupting our conversation. I lead out the door waiting for Draco to leave also so he wouldn't steal anything of mine. I shut the door so the blue house elf could do its chores and clean my room. Malfoy offered his arm before we stopped at the top of the stairs.
"Let me walk you down there." he whispered harshly, as I spotted Daddy watching from the Dining room, seeing what exactly we would do.
"Stop trying to lead Daddy into a dead end, making his dream of his little girl marrying off to his trainee crash and burn!" I whispered harshly back. Draco only gave me a sharp look, as I stepped ahead, resting my arm on the railing as I went down. "Good Morning Daddy!" I said full of fake cheeriness. He smiled- actually smiled.
"Yes, it is." I narrowed my eyes as I looked at Malfoy. Daddy already believes the garbage that Malfoy is feeding him! Ugh, I hate to break it to him. I gave Daddy a peck on his check and sat to his left and, as always, Malfoy to his right. "Do we dare speak of the little incident that I saw upstairs; cuddled up sleeping, in Rachel's bed?" Daddy went back to the past, smiling softly for the second time today. Which is really scaring me. "So, what? You guys fancy each other?" Daddy began to grin like a mad man.
"Well, Daddy-" I started.
"I fancy your daughter but Rachel, I'm pretty sure, doesn't feel the same," Draco interrupted me. I looked at him with my mouth open. He looked like he was telling the truth. I heard a cough interrupting my thinking.
"Rachel, is what Draco said true?" Daddy acted as though he believed what Draco said. I looked over at Daddy and was utterly confused. What? I thought he didn't like me. We were just a little more than friends. Do I even like Draco like that? I opened my mouth to speak.
"Yes, Daddy it's true! How can anyone like Malfoy! He's a little brat." I said. Taking a final look at Malfoy, and got up. Daddy was not pleased what my answer was.
"Draco, there will be no training today, I have loads of work to do. I have to prepare a speech for this Wednesday for the big meet." Daddy said to Draco. "How about you go to the library? If you don't know where that is, Rachel will show you. You shall look up and memorize killing hexes and potions too." Draco looked to me. As if I was actually going to show him.
"Malfoy can go find the room himself!" I retorted snottily, and began to walk to the entrance. I turned back when I heard a loud boom.
"No! Rachel you are going to show him." Dad said sharply, he stood up, one hand in his pocket the other out. He was going to hex me, or at least he was trying to make me believe he was.
"Okay! Okay!! Come on Malfoy. Let's go." I said trying to get him to hurry up. Dad narrowed his eyes and walked out of the room, to his office I think. I crossed my arms and scowled as Malfoy got up and walked my way. Leading him down a long narrow hall, to a painting of an apple and a pear, I snapped my fingers and said, "Slytherin Blood is the purest blood." It was something I had made up when I was little. Daddy let me pick the password and it opened up. Book shelves were in between the sofa's, love seat's, and chairs, filled with books. Two leather white sofa's and two love seats circled the fireplace. Ten little chairs with side tables and lamps all surrounding the perimeter, hid all the escape routes. Matching comfy white rugs sat on the bare cherry-red wood. It looked somewhat cluttered because of the chairs by the walls. I waved my wand to make 5 disappear. It looked so much better. Then I told Malfoy pointing to different shelves, "Potions, Death, Love, Life, Creatures." I pointed at the one closest to the 'door' which shut as soon as he stepped in. "Hex's for killing, injuring, and pain." I pointed the one on the opposite side of the door. "Hex's for love, brains, and needs." I pointed the one next to the fireplace. "Hex's basics and Potion's basics." I pointed to the small shelf not as full as the others, "That one has a few journals of the past Riddle's." I then pointed to the last three, "These I have no idea, I haven't really checked. Daddy put those in the beginning of summer." I finished fixing my hair a bit, taking a look at Malfoy. He stared at one of the shelves.
"Wait which one am I supposed to be reading?" He asked confused.
"This one," I pointed to the one by the door on our right. "Potions." It was a large shelf that made all the others seem unimportant. I went toward the hexes basics. So I could learn all of them before the twits at school do.
"This is boring as HELL!" Malfoy shouted twenty minutes into his book. I was lying on my stomach on the couch. I looked over at Malfoy to see him looking at me.
"Oh shut up you. We've only been in here for like a half of an hour." I said, turning back to the All About Spells book, as a ran my fingers threw my hair I read about how hexing can get screwed up: Wand Handling, Wand's Condition, The Person Who's Handling it, ect. I sighed I was bored also. I looked over at Malfoy again. He was still staring at me. "What is your problem?" I asked annoyed.