Written for the prompt of the day 10, July 2010

Prompt: "bloody hell" and "forgive me"

Disclaimer: I don't own it.

He walked into the living room of Astoria's flat. She was waiting for him on the couch in front of the fire.

"Well?" She demanded standing up, not even bothering to go over to him.

"It's done. You can go home to your father now. You won't have to worry about me anymore," Draco said putting his hands in the pockets of his suit jacket.

"No, Draco it's not done. There's more that Father didn't tell me." She held out her hand. In it held a crumpled piece of parchment. Draco snatched it out of her hands. She flinched as he did so. His eyes grew angry as he read the note from her father. He crumpled it up out of anger and threw it in the fire.

"Bloody Hell,Astoria. I only lied to your sister about us getting married so she can leave me alone. What more do you want from me?" Draco shouted. He slammed his hand against the wall making a hole. Pulling his hand out from the hole he looked at Astoria.

"Forgive me Draco. I had no idea this is what Father wanted," She begged. She flinched again as he walked closer to her.

"I want money. This time I want money to be married to you. I want 250 Galleons a year as long as we're married. This is taking away my freedom to be with other girls." Draco insisted.

"You think I like this Draco? Hell, I was ready to start dating other men. Now, I'm stuck with you!" She spat in his face. Draco wiped the spit from his face with his hurt wrist.

"Never do that again," Draco ordered glaring at her.

"Well I don't think it's fair, She whined.

"Neither do I, but being pure-bloods it is the only thing we can do. Please our fathers even if we don't want to be married," Draco said calming down. He crossed his arms against his chest.

"I had hoped to marry out of love. Not because I was being forced to," Astoria whispered as she sank down on the couch. She placed her head in her knees and started crying.

"I'm not too happy about this either, Astoria. I can promise you this. I won't be horrible to you. I was only horrible to your sister to get her off my back. Well that, and I knew she was cheating with me with Blaise," Draco offered.

"So we'll pretend to be in love around others, but at home we won't be in love?" Astoria said looking up. Her eyes were red from crying. Tear marks led trails on her cheeks. Draco felt a ping in his heart. He felt bad for the woman before him. She was young, she was beautiful, and she could have anyone she wanted. But she was stuck with him for the rest of their lives.

"I still think your father should pay me every year. That way it'll save both our reputations. The only way we can get through this is if you and I cooperate," Draco admitted. He had always been one for never getting along with anyone. Crabbe and Goyle were his sidekicks so to speak. He never really had any true friends. Draco liked it that way, but sometimes it was lonely.

She nodded in agreement, "I agree. We'll have to get married. I have one request."

"Yes?"

"I want to get married in the fall. In October. I know father wants us to be married by the end of summer, but I had always pictured a Fall wedding. I can't stand the thought of getting married in the summer. It is way too hot then," she said. He looked at her confused for a moment. Then he saw Astoria as a little girl sitting in front of him. It had been something she had wanted ever since she was young. He blinked and the real Astoria sat before him once more.

"I can live with that. That'll give me plenty of time to prepare myself. Shall we go to your house first, or to mother's house?" Draco suggested.

"Let's go to your mother. I'm still trying to think of how to tell Father I agree," Astoria said.

"Why?" He asked her.

"Because I had yelled at him in a rather nasty Howler while you were gone. I told him I hated him and would never forgive him for this," Astoria admitted. Draco glared at her.

"You idiot. You could have possibly ruined things for me with your father, you know," Draco said almost shouting at her.

"Oh, shut up! You will get your damn money. Don't you worry about that," she said standing up meeting his height.

"You are going to be one difficult woman to live with. And I thought my mother was bad," Draco breathed in her face. She could smell the alcohol on his breath.

"Oh yes, that is another thing. No drinking when you are with me," she demanded.

"What the hell?" he blurted out.

"I can't stand drinking. I've seen how my sister is. She turns evil. Alcohol makes people evil, My father hit my mum once because of the poison," she said as her eyes grew sad again.

" I'll have my one glass of Firewhiskey if I want to at night. I won't get drunk again. I never much liked it. I only did that to make your sister mad."

"Fine. I'll agree to that," she said realizing he wasn't giving up.

"Shall we go see my mother then?" Draco didn't care that it was after midnight. He knew she'd still be up. She never slept anymore anyways.

"Don't you want to wait till morning?" Astoria yawned. He groaned.

"Fine. We'll go first thing after breakfast," Draco said frustrated.

He placed his hand out for her to shake it. To finish the deal their fathers cooked up. She shook his hand. He noted that it was sweaty because she was nervous. He wiped his hand on the suit jacket, and looked at her. Not even saying goodbye, they left to their separate bedrooms for the night. Draco fell asleep listening to her sobbing in her room.

Author's note: (Tat1312 I did it right J, anywho: In my stories Draco will always wear a black suit because that is what he wears in the movie. I can't picture him in anything but a black suit or a grey suit. )