With a final look into the mirror, Mira left the room, feeling completely disgusted with herself. If it hadn't been for Draco, she would never have lowered herself to dressing this way. She turned away from the reflection of her pink, thermal long-sleeved shirt and khaki skirt. She had combed out the rats in her black hair, taken off her black nail polish, and removed her black eye makeup. Shaking her head, and vowing to make Draco pay dearly for this, Mira closed her bedroom door behind her and walked as slowly as she could down to where evening tea was held.
Mira entered the Malfoy's spacious sitting room, the familiar dread of actually being with other human beings filling the pit in her stomach. Lucius and Narcissa were both seated on the green leather couch, diagonal to them was the Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge. Pansy and Draco were on either side of Lucius and Narcissa, all four of them occupying the couch.
"Here." Draco called, standing up, and reaching across his mother to pull Pansy with him. "We'll stand." He grinned at Mira, who half-smiled back at him.
Pansy, it seemed, did not like being dethroned by him to give Mira her seat. She ripped her arm away from Draco's hold, and glared daggers at Mira, who gave her a sarcastically cheerful smile and plopped down next to Narcissa. Narcissa nudged her in the ribs, while handing her a china cup filled with tea.
"Minister." Mira managed, as politely as she knew how.
"Mira, m'dear, lovely to see you! Lucius and I have just been discussing your mysterious absence from Hogwarts for the last six years. Undoubtedly you are a full-blooded witch, are you not?"
"Yes, Minister. My parents home schooled me. They seemed to feel that perhaps their…." Mira stopped here, and glanced at Lucius, who nodded. "Well, their reputation, might not suite the Headmaster…so they decided to teach me."
Cornelius nodded slowly, and sipped his own tea. Mira noticed his cup to be of pure silver. Apparently, the Malfoy family thought leaving the Minister the impression he was above them was a wise move. It wouldn't matter if they'd made Fudge drink from a dirty bucket, though, as Mira knew he'd think he was superior even if Jesus was in the room.
"And yet you are at Ordinary Wizarding Levels?" The Minister questioned, taking a huge bite out of a crumpet.
Mira nodded. "My parents had contacts at the testing department at the Ministry, sir. They were able to get hold of copies of the exams. I took them, then my mother owled them to the examiners. My scores were sent to me while I was here."
The Minister nodded, sipping at his cup again.
"Her scores were exquisite, Minister." Lucius interjected, setting down his cup of tea. "I believe the only one who scored above her was Draco."
Draco nodded, but his gaze was not at the Minister. Mira could feel those formidable eyes boring into the back of her neck.
"And how many O.W.L.s did you manage?" Cornelius asked, his mouth full now of cake.
Mira bit back the gagging feeling inside of her. "Eleven, sir." She said, taking a drink of tea to have something to do with her mouth.
Pansy gasped. "Eleven? But, how could you? That means you were taking every O.W.L. available! That's impossible!"
Mira smirked with satisfaction, turning to face Pansy. "Some of us set our sights beyond what we can count on one hand, Pansy." She said sweetly, before turning back to face the Minister. Lucius and Narcissa, who had never liked Pansy, said nothing, while Draco merely smiled, ignoring the protesting looks at him from his girlfriend.
"Well Mira, that's quite astonishing…it seems that only Draco here, and of course, Miss Hermione Granger, have scored higher than you, each earning twelve O.W.L.s."
Mira hurriedly looked to Lucius, to gauge his reaction to the news that his son was just as smart as a mudblood. Mira noted how the hold on his serpent-headed staff had become very stiff, his knuckles turning white with the pressure being exerted.
Lucius opened his mouth, then closed it, then opened it again, his tone very strained. "How lovely…that makes Mira very eligible for acceptance, then?"
Cornelius downed the rest of his tea and nodded. "Oh yes, she definitely will have the support of the Ministry behind her. We will present our case to the Headmaster."
Mira also noted the look on Cornelius's face when he mentioned Dumbledore. She recognized the bitter look in his eyes, for she saw it in the mirror every day. Good, she thought, someone with enough brains to hate the old fool. Perhaps when she set her plans into action Cornelius could be of great service to her...the Minister of Magic had unlimited, unfathomable resources, after all...
Pansy laughed shrilly at something Draco had just said, jarring Mira from her thoughts and plans of revenge. The Minister stood, and so did the three occupants of the couch.
"Thank you very much, Lucius, wonderful tea, just wonderful." He put his top hat on his head, and fastened his pinstriped cloak around his body.
"Mira, I hope you enjoy Hogwarts. Slytherin needs some new blood!" He gave her a roguish wink.
Mira nodded, her face set in a strained grimace that she hoped came off as a smile.
"Narcissa, thank you." The Minister said, placing a kiss on the blonde lady's hand. Narcissa bowed to the Minister, and Lucius walked forward to see him to the door.
Mira turned from the couch, looking to Draco and Pansy. Draco returned her gaze expectantly, letting her know that her performance wasn't the best, but it had sufficed its purpose.
"Nice outfit." Pansy said, her tone irritating.
Mira bit her lip. She had been able to bay her anger so far, and she didn't want to ruin her stride. After all, she was going to have to deal with this stupid bitch on a daily basis at Hogwarts, so she needed to get used to bottling up her anger. She merely rolled her eyes at Pansy, then grinned as a better retaliation than words entered her mind.
"You're so not worth his time." She said to the brunette, walking directly in front of Draco. Glaring at Pansy, Mira leaned up, placed both of her lips around Draco's bottom one, sucking slightly, just the way she knew he liked. Draco didn't pull away from her kiss, as he never had, and Mira knew he never would.
Pansy stood there, getting madder each second the kiss deepened, before stamping her foot and storming from the room.
As the front door slammed, indicating her exit, Mira reluctantly pulled from Draco, a bitter laugh escaping from her.
"That was a good one." Draco commented, laughing with her, hoping that he had masked his delight at once again tasting her. Nothing made him ache and long more than her lips.
"Well, I did hope she might take the hint." Mira said, shrugging. Looking down at her clothes, she swore. "I can't wait to take this shit off." She said, walking beside Draco up the stairs.
"Get used to it, love. If you hate those, you'll despise the Hogwarts uniforms."
Mira sighed. "I know…and let me guess? Smoking is not permitted?" They had approached Draco's bedroom, and stopped walking, standing in front of the door.
Draco nodded, then added, "For those unlucky mortals who aren't above the rules, of course."
Mira cocked an eyebrow. "Oh, and you consider yourself most above them?"
Draco nodded. "And those who are with me, of course." Draco grabbed her by the shoulders and held her close to him, shoving his pelvis into her hip.
Mira gasped slightly, realizing what was poking into her. As familiar as Draco's arousal was, it still shocked her every time that she could have this effect on the boy before her. Draco smirked at her reaction. Mira looked into his gray eyes, captivated. Draco leaned his head down a bit, and gently tucked a tendril of Mira's midnight black hair behind her ear. He looked deeply into her eyes, that were shining with longing, and planted a quick, soft, harsh, kiss on her lips, then turned to his room.
"Sweet dreams." He said, casting her one last look before shutting the door behind him.
As I mentioned before, this was written years ago, pre HBP. So, the O.W.L. info is a little wrong if you compare it to canon, but this isn't canon. So there ;)