This was the last chapter I had to retype. I'm wondering why I decided this was a good idea again. I'm sorry these are so short.
I will probably continue to apologize for my writing of Draco, and my shitty use of verbs.
Disclaimer is in the 1st chapter.
The song used is Lyin' Eyes by The Eagles. (Don't own this either.)
Draco and Elizabeth made their way silently down the hall towards the Headmaster's office. This was simply because a new living arrangement needed to be made for the two, and Dumbledore had to oversee it. There are two sides to Elizabeth: one is the quiet and observing side and the other is a very extroverted and loud side. Since she could not stand the silence between the pair of them and Draco was not making any effort to start a conversation, she began to sing quietly to herself.
"You can't hide your lyin' eyes. And your smile is a thin disguise. I thought by now you'd realize. There ain't no way to hide your lyin eyes" Elizabeth sang, a bounce in her step. Draco observed the girl, trying to get a grasp on what she was doing. He knew she was singing, but the song was not one he recognized. 'Muggle music.' His brain happily supplied for him. It was not hard to remember that like Harry, Elizabeth grew up in the muggle world. He decided he might as well try to talk to her.
"What exactly are you singing? I know it is a muggle tune of sort." Draco questioned, trying to keep his tone light. Elizabeth turned her head to look back at him, then continued forward.
"Just a song called Lyin' Eyes by an old band called The Eagles. Mama used to play their tapes in the house all the time." Elizabeth answered, not turning back once again. Draco simply nodded his head, not that she would have seen it. So much for a conversation. That was how the rest of their small journey continued until they reached the gargoyle that led to the Headmaster's office.
"I hope you know the password being a Prefect and all." Elizabeth stated, fully looking at Draco since they had left the hall.
"I believe I overheard one of the Slytherin Head Boy or Girl say it," Draco explained, looking at Elizabeth then the gargoyle, "butterscotch." For a couple of seconds the statue did nothing, leading the two to believe they had the wrong password, but eventually it did move to reveal the staircase behind it. Not waiting for Draco to say or move Elizabeth jumped onto the top step, riding the staircase to the top in front of the office's door. Draco was only a few steps below her. Draco had barely set his foot down on the top step when Elizabeth thought it would be a good idea to throw open the door. The action kind of reminded him of Professor Snape.
"Ayo Professor Dumbledore!" Elizabeth announced as she strode across the office, grabbed the top of one of the chairs and gracefully flopped into it. Draco on the other hand had and regal, emotionless face going on and walked to the chair and sat on the edge like a normal and civilized person.
"Hello sir." Draco greeted more stiffly. Dumbledore smiled, nodding at Draco then turning to look at Elizabeth who was sprawled sideways in the chair. At this he could only sigh and shake his head. Turning back to Draco he smiled once more.
"I'm assuming you two are here because of your inheritance Mr. Malfoy?" Dumbledore probed, already knowing the answer.
"Yes sir. It would seem that Elizabeth here is my mate." Draco stated firmly. Dumbledore's eyes lit up, ideas and plans already forming in his head.
"This is most wonderful! You are one lucky girl, Elizabeth, to be chosen by a Veela." Dumbledore exclaimed.
"Yeah, wonderful for you two, but what does this mean for me?" Elizabeth, now looking at the ceiling, asked.
"A Veela's love is one of the purest forms of love there is. They cannot hurt you in anyway. There is quite a bit more, but I feel you should ask Mr. Malfoy here about it. Think of it as a bonding experience." Dumbledore relayed. Draco looked over as he heard Elizabeth sigh.
"Ok, so please tell me that I and he are not sharing a room together without adult supervision." Elizabeth stated.
"No, no, no. Considering the situation, I've thought it would be best if Mr. Malfoy's father stayed with you." Dumbledore answered, still cheerful.
"Fine, on one condition." Elizabeth responded, her voice not as cheerful or light as before. Draco watched the interaction with interest. Now he knew that she was not originally going to be in Gryffindor. Something about the moments like these that he has observed says she would have been in Slytherin. Dumbledore nodded at Elizabeth for her to continue.
"Harry gets to live with us as well. It seems only fair." Elizabeth claimed, leaning back in the chair, crossing her arms over her chest.
"What? No!"
"Done!"
Draco and Dumbledore stared at one another, both shocked with the others decision.
"He can't live with us!" Draco shouted, standing up to face Elizabeth. Not wanting to be looked down upon, Elizabeth did the same.
"But it's fair for me to have to live with you and your father?" Elizabeth shot at him.
"Because he can help, considering this is a Malfoy trait! Harry can't help this situation at all!"
"Besides the fact that Harry would be the one I could talk to since I hardly know you, much less your father? The fact that we can help balance and ground each other through stressful situations that are bound to ensue?" Elizabeth ranted, her fist balled up at her sides. This was the comment that shut Draco up. He gave her calculating look, the turned away.
"Fine." Draco mumbled, losing his regal air. Elizabeth nodded once, then turned to Dumbledore, still fuming.
"If that's all sir, then I'm leaving to go pack and find my brother." Elizabeth ground out, turning on her heel and storming out of the office.
"You need a password for you room before you leave!" Dumbledore called out to the retreating witch. Elizabeth froze, thought for a moment, and then answered.
"The password should be 'Lyin' eyes'." Elizabeth called back over her shoulder. Wanting to leave before she punched someone, she continues on and out of the office. Dumbledore turned to Draco.
"Well, I will send a letter to your father tonight. You are dismissed back to the dorms." Dumbledore said, grabbing parchment out of his desk as he did so. Draco nodded then also too his leave back to his own room, where no doubt he would be ambushed by his friends. Once he stepped outside of the door he leaned against it. He sighed and rubbed his face once. The last thing he said before heading to the dorms was for his benefit more than anything.
"That definitely could have gone better. Let's hope it's not this bad tomorrow."
As always R&R for Twix and a hug!