Astoria hated her sister's boyfriend.
At least that's what Draco believed.
Every time they would meet, rather by perchance or otherwise, her anger would be unmistakable and palpable. It was driving him crazy as to why she hated him. Not that he of all people hadn't met and interacted with persons that hated that he even existed, but that had been different. He had earned that hated while he didn't remember doing anything that would have earned Astoria's.
That was why he had purposefully sought her out on this sunny Wednesday in late May. She had been surprising easy to find, thanks to her always walking a certain muggle park every weekday.
"Astoria," he greeted in a friendly tone.
Her steps faltered momentarily, clearly surprised by his sudden appearance. "Malfoy."
Ah, that overwhelming warmth he had grown to love, he sarcastically thought. A nagging little voice whispered, "You have grown to love her though" before issuing forth a crazy chuckle.
Maybe he wasn't immune to the Black family's madness after all.
"I guess you could disagree."
Disagree? Damn. She had been saying something. Something that warranted his viewpoint apparently, and he had no idea what she had been saying. Brilliant as ever.
"Agree to disagree," he finally said, trying to appear aloof.
Astoria snorted.
He had obviously failed.
"You 'agree to disagree' that we've been having pleasant weather lately?"
Yep. Failed.
"The channel has been in turmoil this week," he offered in an attempt to save face.
Her laughter should have irritated him, not make him smile and plant a desire to make her laugh more often.
After some distance of them walking together, silently and both enjoying each other's company he voiced the question that had been plaguing him.
"Why are you angry all the time?"
That was not as smooth as he had planned. Maybe he had already began down the long road of madness.
Astoria furrowed her brows. "I'm not angry all the time."
"You are whenever I'm near."
She cast him a surprised look. "You don't know me that well. My angry face and my happy face are the same."
He blinked. What?
She sighed. She would have to clarify. "I'm not angry when I see you or talk with you."
That gave him an odd sense of hope.
Astoria sighed again. She would have to grab the bull by the horns, so to speak. She sharply turned and kissed Draco. It was a small kiss. More of a peck really. One that was well within priority and could even be considered merely platonic. She had meant it to be as such: ambiguous. He was still her sister's current boyfriend and he probably didn't see her as anything as a child.
However, she hadn't planned for him to kiss her in return. A kiss that was well beyond a simple peck. Daphne was going to be furious.
Fini
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Submission for: 2 Week Drabble Wars: Main Attraction and the January Event over at HSWW forum.
2 Week Drabble Wars Prompts:
Day Twelve, "You don't know me that well. My angry face and my happy face are the same." (True Blood)
January Event Pairing: Draco/Astoria
Required word count range: 100 - 500 (Drabble Wars); 250 - 2,500 (January Event)
Word count: 497