Written By: xxPyRaxx
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter series, sadly it belongs to J.K. Rowling. The only thing I own is the characters and plot lines that you might not recognize.
(Author's Note: I'm sorry, I forgot to include the disclaimer on the first chapter. I wrote it around two o'clock in the morning, I wasn't thinking clearly.)
"Don't Marry Me"
Verse 2:
If you want to have a successful future
And be happy as a honey bee,
With a wife who will always love you,
Baby, Don't marry me.
Chapter Two
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If You Want to Have a Successful Future
"Miss Potter, would you retrieve Lockheart's memory potion on his bedside table please?" a Healer asked her.
The sound of the Healer's voice snapped Magnolia out of her thoughts in which she sank into as quickly as they came into the room. Her thoughts were occupied by Draco's proposal just outside the room the other day and the compromise she had agreed to.
"Uh, yes Healer Johnson" Magnolia responded and went to collect the item that was requested before going back to the patient.
"It's time for you memory potion Mister Lockheart" Healer Johnson announced to the patient who had his back pressed in a corner of the room with his arms raised in gesture to keep them away.
"No!" Lockheart yelled at the two Healers who stood before him.
"Mister Lockheart, you are acting like a child" Magnolia piped in with a stern voice that used with him a lot and her daughter when she acted the same way.
"Am not" he argued.
"Healer Johnson, clearly he won't take it" Magnolia began to say to her partner, "Should we do our usual solution?"
"Perhaps we should" Healer Johnson agreed with a nod. Healer Johnson was a rather strong and muscular man who has no problem helping her restraining patients who violent refuse to drink their required potions to be recovered enough for them to be released. With great ease, Healer Johnson restrained Lockheart from behind and held his arms behind his back. Magnolia came towards them and leaned Lockheart's head back with a hand underneath his chin and pulled open his jaw before she poured the potion down his throat. Automatically, his swallowing reflexes kicked in and Lockheart swallowed the foul tasting potion.
"If you would've just taken it, than we wouldn't have done that Mister Lockheart" Magnolia told him and then turned her attention to her partner, "Thank you for your help Healer Johnson".
"You're welcome Miss Potter" Healer Johnson responded with a nod and a smile. He pulled out his wand and cast a spell to reveal the time in the air, "You better go Miss Potter. I believe you are going to be late for your lunch with Mister Malfoy".
"Yes. I better go".
After her response, Healer Johnson made his way out of the room and back to his department. Magnolia turned to follow her partner's example the Lockheart's call to her stopped her at the door.
"Miss Potter. Y-you wouldn't happen to be related to Harry Potter would you? You know, the Saviour of the Wizarding World."
Magnolia heaved a sigh as she placed her hand on the door frame and turned to look at her patient, "Yes Mister Lockheart. I am his younger twin".
"Are you really?"
Magnolia couldn't help but roll her eyes, "Yes Mister Lockheart. You ask me every time I'm in here."
"Oh."
"Good Day, Mister Lockheart" she bade him before she left and locked the door behind her to prevent him from wandering around the hospital or even leave the premises.
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Magnolia exited her department and climbed out of the elevator. With ease that only a Quidditch player has, she squeezed her way through the spaces between the crowds of people until she reached the Welcome Witch at the front.
"I'm going for lunch, I'll be back soon" Magnolia called to the witch at the front desk before she got lost in the crowd.
Magnolia walked down the sidewalk with her nurse shoes making a faint clicking sound on the pavement as she walked passed all the small shops. As she made her way towards the Apparation Point, other wizards and witches who were too passing by, all bade her in greetings and small talk before they went on their way to their destination. Every witch or wizard in the Wizarding World knew Magnolia, if not for being the twin of the famous 'Defeater' of Lord Voldemort, than for being the grand Healer that she was. As a Healer, she could identify any sickness or disease with just a simple symptom and find a solution just as quick. When she reached the Apparation Point, she thought of her destination and within seconds, she stood in front of the doors of Auror Headquarters.
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"Hello Miss Potter" the Welcome Witch at the front desk of the Auror Headquarters greeted when she saw Magnolia walk towards her.
"Hi," she asked as she came to a stop at the desk.
The Welcome Witch told her, "I heard that he proposed to you yesterday, is that true?"
Magnolia nodded, "Yeah, right in front of my department too".
"How romantic".
"More like mad timing, he could've waited a little bit longer. Listen; is Malfoy in his office right now?"
"He should be".
"Thanks, I'll talk you later".
Magnolia hurried to catch a closing elevator.
After Magnolia exited the elevator, which was occupied by other Aurors, she made her way down the hall and made a quick stop at her brother's office. When she reached the door, she gave three soft knocks, which was answered a few seconds later. Magnolia put her hand on the doorknob and opened the door. Harry sat at his desk, which was piled with files for his cases, with his feet crossed on it.
"Hey little sister" he greeted when she came into the office.
"Hey big brother" she greeted back with a smile and she walked towards him, "Let me see your arm."
"Why? It's fine."
"Let me be the judge of that" she responded and held out her hand for him to put his arm in. With a deep dramatic sigh and a roll of his eyes, he got his feet off his desk and sat up straight as he placed his arm in her awaiting hand. With careful and Healer hands, she gently peeled off the bandage that she wrapped around his lower arm and revealed the still heeling scab of a spell he got hit with.
"It still looks a little infected" she announced to her brother as she still inspected the scab, "And you've been taking the pills?"
Harry didn't answer.
Magnolia looked away from the injury and to her brother's eyes, "Harry if you don't take them, I will force them down your throat. Or I'll have Ginny do it".
"I don't need the pills, Maggie".
"You do if you want to get better".
"I'm fine" he insisted but Maggie was having none of it.
"Harry, you seem to forget the position that I have over you. I am your nurse, I can take you off the Auror force and have you on bed rest for the rest of your life" she threatened him.
Harry narrowed his eyes at her, "You wouldn't."
Magnolia let his arm drop, "Try me big brother. Just try me."
Harry let out a huff of defeat as he sat back and crossed his arms against his chest, "Fine. I'll take the bloody pills. Are you happy now Maggie?"
Magnolia smiled a superior smile, "Ecstatic."
"Hey, Maggie" Harry piped up before she could make her way out of the office.
Magnolia turned back around to face him, "Yes".
"How did the proposal go?"
"You knew" she accused through slit eyes, like her brother had looked at her before.
"Of course I knew. He asked for my permission and for my blessing but I told him that I didn't care. It was your choice, not mine".
"But you could've sent me an owl, to warn me in advance".
"Now why would I want to do that?" he teased with a coy smile.
"To be a nice brother and by the way, I declined," she responded.
"You mean so you could come up with an excuse not to".
"I don't give excuses, just reasons. He made me take a deal. I have to come up with seven reasons for him not to marry me. If I can convince him not to marry me, then he won't ask me again".
"And if he can't be convinced?"
"You know the answer to that, I know you do".
Harry got off of his desk chair and came to stand by his little sister. Once he was within her reach, he raised his arms and let his hands gently rest on her upper arms.
"Maggie. I am your brother, your big brother. I just want you happy".
"I am".
"You will be happier when you are with Malfoy".
"I am with Draco; we've been dating since our sixth year".
"You know what I mean Maggie. Don't play stupid because you're not, you are a Ravenclaw for a reason".
Maggie heaved a deep sigh, "I can convince him, I know I can. I just have to-"
Harry laughed at his sister's stubbornness, "Maggie, just say yes. You're up against Malfoy, you won't win".
"Thanks for the confidence".
"You don't need confidence, you've already got that you just need it in yourself".
Maggie rolled her eyes and playfully pushed his hands off of her, "You've been friends with Draco for years since the War was finished. Why can't you say his name?"
Harry shrugged his shoulders, "It's just a habit, I guess. He still calls me Potter".
"Look Harry, I have to go. I'm meeting Draco for lunch and I have to give him my next reason".
"Alright, I'll see you later than".
"Bye Harry," she called to him before she left him alone in his office once more. She headed to Draco's office which wasn't far from her brother's.
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When she reached the closed door of her boyfriend's office door, she did the same as she did at Harry's door. She knocked and waited for an answer. A few minutes later, the office door was open and it revealed Draco and his shrivelled look. His usual styled and gelled back hair was left messy and it had no gel in it. His usual well-kept presses shirt was wrinkled with the first few buttons undone and his tie was loose around his neck. When her eyes focused on his face, found that he had dark circles and bags under his eyes and he seemed a little paler than he normally is. Once she took in his appearance, her Healer instincts took over.
"Draco, are you alright?" she asked him, her voice full of concern, as she followed him inside the office.
Draco nodded as he went to the front of his desk and leaned his butt against it. Without a word, she came to stand in front of him. She raised her arm for her wrist to touch his forehead. Before her wrist could touch his slightly pale forehead, he ducked to avoid her.
"I'm fine, Maggie. Really," Draco insisted.
Maggie's arm hesitated in the air, "Are you sure?"
"Yes" he answered as he straightened up again. With a gentle hand, he grabbed the wrist that was still in the arm and brought it down so it was level with his hip and then tugged it so she unexpectedly jerked toward him, which caused her to gasp in surprise. Once her body was against his, he used his other and wrapped it around her waist to keep her in place.
"If you're fine Draco, than what is your excuse for your appearance?"
"I stayed up all night, working on my case" he explained.
"You do look tired" she added as an afterthought. She raised her free hand and rested it on his tired-looking face, "Perhaps we should cancel today's lunch for you to get some rest?"
"No. There's no need. I just need to cast a refreshing spell on myself and get ready".
Draco bowed his head so his lips were close enough to the skin on her shoulder that it tickled and then pressed his lips to the skin. She pulled her wrist out of his now lax grasp and put in his messy locks and grabbed on to them in a loose grip that wouldn't harm him. He kept kissing her shoulder and up her neck until he heard her stomach growl and he pulled his head slightly way and chuckled.
"I guess you're hungry" he breathed and he raised his head.
"Yes, I haven't had anything since this morning, so hurry up and freshen yourself up".
"I won't take long" he told her and leaned down to kiss her on her lips. It was a quick French kiss, quick enough for her to take a deep breath in before Draco pulled away, "I promise".
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Like Draco had stated back in the office, it didn't take long for him to get ready to go. But the walk to the restaurant was different than the walk she took to come to the Headquarters. As soon as they stepped outside of the front doors, both of them were blinded by the flashes of cameras owned by the paparazzi and newspaper reports that were waiting for her to come out.
When the first camera flash went off, Magnolia did her best to shield her eyes with her hands and turn away from the camera. Like he had done so many times before, Draco stepped in front of her to shield her from the cameras. Then, if the flashes of light weren't enough, the news reporters began to bomb both of them with questions, one right other the other.
"Hey, get out of here!" Draco yelled at them, like he was trying to shoo pigeons off of a park bench. Magnolia turned back around and placed a calming hand on his waving arm, which stilled at her touch.
"Come on, just ignore them" she told him and tugged him through the crowd. Draco trailed behind her, his arm still being tugged in front of him, and still gave the news reporters and paparazzi all murderous sneers as they walked past them. Some of the reports had the nerve to block their way and ask them question, which Magnolia responded with a simple phrase: "No comment", before she pushed by them. Once they through the crowd, Magnolia turned towards them and told them to take off or she'll make sure that when they are sick or injured, she won't allow any of the staff to cure them. It may have been an empty threat, by they all scattered.
"Wow, who knew an empty threat could make them move so fast?" Draco chuckled.
Magnolia laughed too, "Yeah, who knew. C'mon, I'm starving".
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The restaurant Draco had chosen for their lunch date was exquisite to say that least. The walls were painted with maroon red with gold designs and the floor was polished wood. Along three quarters of the perimeter, cushion couch-like chairs lined the walls with long rectangular shaped woodwork tables; some seating two, some seating more. In the area of the room, square shaped tables scatted around the large dining hall; some seating two and some seating more, and every table had two table clothes, each going a different way, which matched the walls. On top of the table clothes, the tables were set with plates, cutlery, cloth napkins and glasses. The last wall, which wasn't lined with tables, had both an etiquette bar and a cash counter.
Compared to the rich décor of the restaurant, Magnolia's wardrobe attire was not up to par and she felt that she clashed with the atmosphere since she still wore her lime green Healer's uniform and her lime green nurses cap sat beside her on the table to her right. Across from her sat her well appropriate dressed boyfriend.
"You were fierce out there" Draco commented after a moment of silence began between the two.
"Out where?"
"With the news reporters," Draco replied.
Magnolia heaved a stressful sigh and quietly began poking at her food with her fork.
"Maggie? What's wrong?" Draco asked her gently.
"You shouldn't have to deal with the paparazzi" she answered him after a while, "At least, not because I'm with you".
"What are you talking about?"
"You only get pounded by the press like that when I'm around you and you shouldn't. They shouldn't be bombing you with pictures and articles because we're dating but because of your own accomplishes. You should be getting it because of the hard work that you do, not because you're dating the twin sister of the Boy-Who-Lived".
"Maggie-" Draco began but Magnolia cut him off.
"That is my next argument. If you want a successful future and be as happy as a honey bee, with a wife who will always love you. Baby, don't marry me".
To Be Continued…