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Chapter 4 Kissing Fish

Narcissa wasn't entirely sure if she was doing the right thing. Draco was devastated, but she thought he was taking what happened too seriously. Katherine didn't flat out reject him, so their relationship wasn't beyond repair.

And so, Narcissa found herself knocking on the door of Katherine's apartment the following morning. Things weren't going to fix themselves.

A young man answered the door. He was about thirty with a scruffy beard and black hair to match. Narcissa's eyes widened when she realized he was wearing nothing but a pair of white boxers. He smirked. "Can I help you?"

"I'm looking for Katherine," Narcissa said stiffly.

"Oh?" He opened the door wider to let her in. "Are you… Molly? You can't be Petunia."

"Narcissa." The young man was polite, she supposed, by Muggle standards, at least. She wasn't sure if she should tell Draco about this.

The young man frowned, obviously not recognizing her name. "Right... Kat's sleeping. Well, pretending to sleep so I'm stuck opening the door."

"Tell her that Draco wants to see her." Narcissa studied him closely, trying to detect jealously. He looked like he could care less.

"Listen." He held up his hands. "I get that he's your son, and he was hurt. I don't know what he told you, but he and Kat just had a one night stand. She's already in a relationship."

"One night what?" Narcissa shook her head. She doubted Muggles had any legends about Veela. "No. Actually, they were… friends at school. I… was hoping to invite her for dinner tonight."

"She's busy." There was a finality in his voice that Narcissa almost found intimidating. "Listen lady—"

"What are you doing here?" At least Katherine had the decency to put a robe on. If only she would instruct the Muggle to do the same.

Narcissa stood up a little straighter and looked down on Katherine to try to show that she was far from pleased. "I was coming to invite you for dinner. To try to set things right."

"I said she's busy!" the young man snapped.

"Shut up Lou!" Katherine rolled her eyes when Lou glared at her but stomped into what Narcissa assumed was her bedroom. No. She wasn't going to tell Draco until they started dating. "Look, Mrs. Malfoy. I'm sorry about last night. I lost my temper…"

"Draco is very upset." Narcissa glanced at the door. "And for good reason, I believe. I also believe that he has come to care for you."

"How much of it is instinctual?" Katherine asked bitterly.

"It doesn't matter." Narcissa lowered her voice to a whisper. Surely the Muggle was listening. "He secluded himself for the rest of the night and would only talk to Miss Granger. Whatever she told him has Draco even more upset."

To her surprise, Katherine paled. Interesting. Perhaps she would have to ask her son about this. "Her-Hermione can overreact sometimes. He's not heading over here, is he?"

Narcissa raised an eyebrow. She would definitely have to get the full story from Draco. Maybe he knew about the Muggle after all. "No. He wanted to. But he can't get into the building with that wretched Mark on his arm. Hermione wouldn't let him use her floo, and the Manor doesn't have access."

She breathed a sigh of relief. After thinking about it for a moment, however, the girl became worried again. "I can't see him. He's going to freak out on me."

"He most certainly won't," Narcissa promised, not entirely sure if she was lying. "But I think coming over tonight will be a step in the right direction."

Katherine shrugged. "We'll see. If I'm not there by seven, forget it."

Like the ass that she was, Kat didn't apparate to Malfoy Manor until 7:01. She expected a house elf to open the door and having to apologize to a broody Malfoy. What she didn't expect was Malfoy throwing open the door and yanking her inside the second she landed on the doorsteps.

"Jeez, Malfoy," she cried as he started inspecting every inch of her. "You'd think I just waltzed out of a burning building or something."

He didn't say anything until she removed her coat, and he looked her over again. "I've been apparating outside your flat all day. And I kept checking Grimmauld. You haven't been answering any of Hermione's Patronuses. I almost called the aurors."

Kat shrugged and scanned the room, looking for her 'in-laws' as Sirius jokingly called them. "Hermione pissed me off."

"He hits you," Malfoy yelled. "If Hermione was willing to tell me anything about this guy, he'd be dead!"

"I hit him back," she defended so weakly that she flinched. "And it's only when we're drinking or I do something stupid or—"

"Do not defend him!" Malfoy growled. "Are you fucking kidding me right now? Katherine Potter, who defeated the Dark Lord, let's a Muggle hit her!"

"It is not like that, and Hermione knows it!" she shouted. "We shove each other when we argue! It's hardly ever more than that."

"Hardly ever?" he repeated incredulously, voice rising by the second. "What's his name? What's his fucking name?"

Kat's eyes widened when Malfoy's skin started turning darker and a little scaly. His shoulders tensed as if they were bothering him. If there was any doubt in her mind, she definitely believed he was a Veela now. He was turning into a harpy. "M-Malfoy…"

He tried to clear his throat, but Kat could've sworn she heard a squawk. If this was any other situation, she would have laughed. With a few deep breaths, he started to turn back to normal.

His fists were clenched, and he was staring at the floor, obviously embarrassed. Kat had no idea what to say. She didn't want to apologize, but maybe she should…

"Do you need to go to the hospital?" he asked quietly, keeping his eyes on his shoes.

"What? No!" Kat was going to kill Hermione. Best friends were supposed to keep each other's secrets no matter what. "Hermione blew it way out of proportion."

"No, she didn't." Malfoy met her eyes and hesitantly reached out to brush his fingers against her cheek. Kat tried not to react but nearly closed her eyes at his touch. "I'm sorry I yelled at you."

It would be too easy to kiss him, but part of her felt like that was admitting defeat. If that was how she felt, she definitely shouldn't. It would taint the memory.

Malfoy must've been thinking along the same lines because he leaned forward as if he wanted to kiss her too. Thankfully, or maybe not so thankfully, Mrs. Malfoy interrupted them. "Dinner's ready, Dragon. Are you two ready?"

Malfoy swore under his breath and pulled away. "Yes. We're coming."

Kat smirked. They almost sounded like Dudley and Aunt Petunia. "Lead the way, Dragon."

"Shut up."

It took a little while for Draco to figure out that Katherine wasn't comfortable being around Father. She wouldn't look at him and kept glancing over her shoulder, thinking someone was going to try to attack her from behind. Once the food had arrived, she pushed it around with her fork, but obviously wasn't planning on eating it.

Trying to act like it was nothing, Draco picked up her plate and switched it with his. "If it tastes funny, it's because I put butter in the potatoes. I can see you covered yours in salt."

Faintly, he could hear Father, who was sitting at the head of the table next to him, mutter, "It's like having dinner with Mad-Eye Moody."

"Lucius," Mother chided as she cut up her steak. "We want Katherine to feel comfortable here, so she comes over as much as possible."

At least Mother was trying. She didn't like Katherine very much, but she wasn't showing it like Father. It was times like this that Draco really wasn't sure of the future. He might have to move out of the Manor, if he ever managed to convince her to marry him.

"Sirius and Remus should be here next time," Katherine said quietly. Draco almost asked why until he realized that meant they would be evenly matched if there was a duel. He didn't want to be rude, but it was rather tempting to explain yet again that if she died, he would too, so his parents had no reason to harm her.

"So." Father glared at Mother as if to say, Fine. I'll talk to her. "Katherine. The papers often wonder why you haven't become an auror. Do you have a Muggle occupation?"

Slowly, Katherine's bright green eyes slid to Father. "I babysit sometimes."

"Oh?" Father forced himself to smile. It was so awkward that Draco wanted to bang his head against the table. "Draco doesn't have much experience with children. When's your next job? Perhaps he can help you."

Katherine looked at her watch. "I dunno. If it's tonight, I'll get a call around five in the morning."

"That's… interesting." Father glanced at Mother for help.

"Draco's always wanted brothers and sisters." Of course Mother had to embarrass him. Hopefully she wouldn't try to show off his baby pictures. "But Lucius and I didn't want a big family."

"Oh." Katherine smiled to herself and started fiddling with her napkin. Draco narrowed his eyes when he saw that she was trying not to laugh at him. "At Christmas, I'm going to prank Sirius and tell him I'm pregnant. So if you're there, just remember it's not true."

"I'll have to make sure I'm not there," Draco said before Mother could try to ask Katherine how many children she wanted. He knew she was planning to ask the moment she heard that Katherine liked to babysit.

Katherine smiled to herself. "I like making Sirius faint."

The rest of dinner was still awkward, but instead of wanting to get it over with, Draco wanted it to stretch on until they turned into a close family. He frowned at the thought. Perhaps he was getting a little too sentimental.

"I'm sorry again… For yelling," Malfoy repeated for what Kat thought was the millionth time. Of all the things he could apologize for…

Kat rolled her eyes. They were standing in front of the floo in the entrance hall, and she could tell he was stalling. "Forget it, Malfoy. And you don't have to stalk my building tomorrow. And if you start, I'm telling the little old lady who lives next to me to pepper spray your creepy arse… Anyway, Remus is sick. And when he's is sick, I sleep over and take care of Teddy."

Malfoy shifted uncomfortably. She had to wonder if he ever met Teddy or Tonks. "Oh. That's good…"

"But I don't care if you can't control it. You can't have a fit and expect me to change my life to your liking." Kat frowned. It wasn't worth being stubborn about Lou. If Malfoy wasn't her mate, and it was someone else, even someone she didn't know, she probably would have dumped Lou by now. At the hospital, Remus told her to take a risk, that Malfoy couldn't intentionally harm her. The teenage girl inside was telling her that he couldn't help it though. Malfoy was too spoiled rotten to treat anyone decently.

Malfoy rubbed at the back of his head. Hopefully this stupid Veela magic didn't make him be able to read her thoughts. "You can't expect me to let you get hurt."

"Hmmm…" That's it. She was definitely going to throttle Hermione the next time she saw her. Her best friend had promised not to tell any of their friends or Sirius and Remus and had obviously found a loophole in her promise.

Kat reached for the floo powder but hesitated. If it was someone else, she would tell her to dump Lou and give Malfoy a shot. What was stopping her? A boyfriend who owned a strip club? Certainly not. But she could pretend that was the case. Then it would be a lot easier to say, "Malfoy? Do you want to go on a date this Saturday? See if we even like each other?"

"A date?" he repeated, sounding like he couldn't believe his ears. "With you?"

She pretended to be offended. "Well Saturday's Hermione's reading day. So I'm afraid you can't go with her."

"No-no-no!" Malfoy shook his head quickly. Once he realized that she was joking, he turned pink. "I, erm, I'll be outside your building at eleven?"

"I won't wake up until twelve, so you'll being waiting for a while." Kat grabbed a fistful of floo powder. A big part of her still felt like she was making a big mistake, but when Remus, who still went to the Shrieking Shack during the full moon, said to take a risk, it had to be worth a shot. "I'll see you then."

"She's-it's just bizarre," Draco told Hermione while they had tea at her flat during her day off from classes. "She doesn't like me, and I can tell she's forcing herself to spend time with me. But then she asked to go on a date, not long after I flipped out on her. It doesn't make sense."

Hermione took a sip of her tea while Draco supposed she was trying to think of what to say. At least he could count on her to be honest. "Kat's been rather aimless since she was rejected from the Auror Academy. She's been drinking, using drugs… having 'fun,' she calls it. But as much fun as she claims it is, I think it's also wearing her out."

"She was rejected?" Draco always thought she was simply tired of all the fighting, that she was the one who turned the Auror Department down. He couldn't imagine why they would reject someone who defeated one of the most powerful wizards out there.

"She applied too soon after the War. She was just a little skittish," was all Hermione would say on the subject. "Anyway, I thinking you symbolize a way out. A chance to start over. Part of her must find that appealing while another part of her wants to cling to what she currently has. I think she wants to test out what life would be like with you and compare it to her life now. So I would be very careful tomorrow, Draco."

Draco was about to ask more when the floo lit up with dark purple flames. Hermione swore, and before he knew it, she was shoving him in her coat closet. When he heard Katherine's voice, he strained his ears to hear them.

"At first the different color flames made me feel special," she said. "But now I think you're warning yourself of my arrival, Hermione."

"It's not just you," Hermione muttered. "Ron's red."

"For your passion?" Katherine joked. Draco figured Hermione rolled her eyes.

"I don't know if I want to work it out with Ron…" Hermione sighed, and Draco heard footsteps get closer to him before she closed the door all the way, most likely to make sure Katherine couldn't see him. "And I know that's not what you're here for."

There was a silence for a while. It wasn't awkward, however. Draco sensed that they were too close for that. Finally, Katherine spoke. "I feel like I'm being shoved into a relationship with Malfoy. It's frustrating because…"

"Because you like him?" Hermione asked hopefully.

"I don't know," Katherine said honestly. "I feel like I'm giving in, but, I also want to see— He's not the total arse who used to refer to me as a 'he' back at school. It still hurts though, Hermione. And sometimes I think it's sick that I have to spend the rest of my life with him. But at the same time…"

"Would it be easier if he apologized?" Hermine asked, probably for his sake. "I mean, Kat, you weren't always nice to him either. I know he started it. You-you have to let it go. Not for him… You don't want to wind up like Snape."

Katherine laughed, although Draco felt like it sounded forced. "And what? Spend the rest of my life picking on blonde kids? Just because I don't want to jump into bed with him doesn't mean I'm a bitter old piece of shite."

"That's not what I meant." Hermione sat down on her white leather sofa, and Draco heard Katherine do the same with a frustrated sigh. "I mean… You like him, at least enough to question your opinion of him. If you think you could be happy with him…"

"I don't know," Katherine whispered so low that Draco barely heard her. "But you shouldn't have told him about Lou. It felt like you were shoving him at me by telling him my secrets. It was manipulative and embarrassed me."

"I'm sorry. I love you, Kat. You're my sister. But I don't think you've really been happy since the War ended, and Sirius was freed." Hermione paused to let her words sink in. "I think you should sit down and talk to Draco about this."

Katherine grumbled something that Draco couldn't understand. "Maybe after our date. I asked him out the other day."

"You asked him out?" Hermione sounded so surprised that Draco almost believed this was the first time she heard it.

Katherine hummed in affirmation. Draco leaned against the door to make sure he could hear what she thought about it. "I don't know if it was a good idea. I have to meet with Dudley the day after, and I'm already nervous about that."

Hermione was silent for a while as Draco racked his brain to try to remember who Dudley was. The Muggle's name was Lou. When Hermione started speaking again, his blood ran cold. "Ron says you know who shot Draco."

"Ron assumed," Katherine said stiffly. "And I didn't know you were talking to him again."

"We're trying. I don't know if it's worth it, but I at least want our friendship back. What I don't know is if I want us to be together." Hermione clucked in disapproval. "And don't change the subject, Kat."

"I thought I knew." He couldn't tell if she was lying or not. At the hospital, she claimed to know, but he was so uninvolved in her life that he wasn't sure if she could have been mistaken. "But I talked to Dudley on the phone and talked to the old lady who lives next door to me. The description she gave wasn't familiar to me."

"Uhuh." Hermione sounded like she wasn't sure if she believed Katherine either. "Just don't too anything stupid."

"On my date?" Katherine teased. When Hermione didn't laugh, she sighed. "I won't. Will you come over and help me pick something to wear? Ginny refused."

"Well, only because I'm your second choice." Hermione laughed lightly, but Draco supposed she wanted to let him escape. "And I'll tell you about my date."

"Your date?! Hermione you went on a date and didn't tell me?! Who was it? I have to give him my Treat Hermione Right Speech!"

"Oh joy," Hermione drawled. They were gone through the floo before Draco could hear who she went out with.

Kat spotted Malfoy sitting on a bench outside her window just after noon. He had flowers in one hand and the Daily Prophet in the other. This was a mistake. A stupid mistake! No. It wasn't a mistake. Oh Merlin. She couldn't keep jumping back and forth like this! It was just one date… If it went poorly, they could just be friends. Roommates like Neville and that girl from school named Hannah.

Groaning, Kat pointed her wand in the direction of her bathroom to start up the bathtub. She just had to get today over with.

He knew he was early, but Draco was too worried about being late to care. Hopefully Katherine wouldn't think he was desperate.

The bench was cold, but there were so many Muggles out that Draco didn't want to cast a heating charm. He simply pretended to read the paper and agonized about what he was going to say. There was no way he was going to admit to being at Hermione's yesterday.

Be careful. That was the only advice Hermione had for him and was rather hard to follow since he literally knew exactly how Katherine felt about him. He just had to get the awkward first date over with, and then they could talk seriously with each other.

Kat rushed to get ready since Malfoy was literally waiting for her out in the cold. That meant no makeup and glasses instead of contacts. She didn't even bother to with her hair.

"Malfoy!" She ran across the street and waved to him, giving the finger to whoever was beeping at her for not using the crosswalk. "I'm driving! The red car's mine!"

"Car?" Malfoy had to know what a car was. Maybe not, judging by the blank look on his face.

Fumbling for her keys, Kat pointed to the flashy red car a few feet away. "Don't worry. I've only crashed it once because the dick hole who cut in front of me was going too slow."

For some reason, that didn't reassure Malfoy too much, but she had to give him credit. He got in a few seconds after she did. Kat chuckled to herself. He was going to regret it.

Since Malfoy didn't know what a car was, she drove the speed limit for a while. "We're going to the pet store first. The shit face who was watching my goldfish while you were in the hospital never cleaned the tank and hardly fed her. Rest in peace Tuna."

"T-Tuna?" Malfoy forced himself to say. Kat couldn't help but smile when she saw how tightly he was gripping the seat. She probably should explain seatbelts to him…

"My fish." Kat sped up a little and had to swallow a laugh when Malfoy tensed. "I think I'll name my new one Salmon."

"Can people die in these things?" Malfoy asked nervously.

Kat shook her head as she sped up to make the light before it turned red. "No," she lied, although she was unable to keep a straight face. "Don't worry about it. The shopping center's right down the road."

Although Katherine claimed to want a fish, he could tell she wanted the little black and white kitten in the window display at pet shop. She made faces at it and cooed as if it were a baby.

"I'm sure it wouldn't mind being called Salmon." Draco put a finger against the glass, smiling when the kitten tried to swat at it.

"My building doesn't allow cats or dogs," Katherine said sadly. "I don't want it. After Hedwig… I have a soft spot for black and white animals."

"Why not?" Draco frowned as she started dragging him towards the fish. It was a tiny kitten, not a blast ended shrewt!

Katherine shrugged. "Cats scratch. They spray. The landlord owns the building, so they'd have to pay for any damage."

"So they can just charm it back… Oh." Draco blushed when she started laughing at him. Well it wasn't like he had ever spent any time with Muggles! He was too used magic to be able to picture life without it.

"Did you know I didn't know about…" She paused, not wanting to say 'magic' in a Muggle area. "Our world until Hagrid came and gave me my Hogwarts letter on my birthday? It was one of the best days of my life."

"Didn't your aunt and uncle talk to you about it?" Draco asked, but she didn't say anything. In fact, he couldn't remember her ever telling him anything about her childhood. Before he could decide to press the matter, she changed the subject.

"Over here!" Katherine grinned as she waved him over to the fish tanks. "I bet you I can make you blush. And if I do, I get to order your food tonight. If not, we can go to a wizarding restaurant of your choice."

"With fish?" Draco said flatly.

"Yes." Katherine blushed a little herself and held out her hand. "Deal?"

Reluctantly, Draco took her hand. "Deal."

Kat didn't know what she was doing, but she thought it was cute when Malfoy blushed about being stupid. She would never in a million years admit it out loud though. Instead, she gestured to a saleswoman to come over and help them out.

"Two kissing fish, please." Out of the corner or her eye, she saw Malfoy look suspicious. She pointed to the two in the back of the tank who were actually kissing each other. "I want those two."

"Alright." The saleswoman grabbed a net and a plastic bag. "Make sure they aren't in the car too long. It's freezing out."

Kat nodded and then turned around to look at the large tanks behind them. "I think Katherine and Draco will need a bigger tank then the one I have at home." She smiled evilly when Malfoy tensed behind her. "And a little hut so they can kiss in privacy."

"Did you know that's actually their way of fighting?" the sales woman asked as she put them in a plastic bag filled with water. "They can kiss other fish so much that they die from the stress."

Kat turned around to peer at the kissing fish. "Talk about liking it rough. Draco better not kiss Katherine to death. I'd be very upset."

"Oh my God." Malfoy was almost watermelon pink, and Kat had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from bursting out laughing.

"I think we have to stop at Gringotts." Draco wanted to kick himself when he saw Katherine paying for the fish and a tank, among other things. He brought enough money to go on a small vacation but forgot that Muggles didn't use galleons. They were so stupid that they used paper to pay for things. What if it ripped?

Katherine was driving the car as if it was the magically protected Knight Bus again, and although her eyes were on the road, he could tell that his words excited her. "What's this? Draco Malfoy doesn't have any money? And the peasant Katherine Potter is going to have to buy him dinner?"

"I called you a peasant once, Katherine," Draco grumbled. The thought of her paying for their first date made him beyond uncomfortable. "And this isn't funny. Pull this contraption over so we can apparate. I'm sure it wouldn't take long to switch out the money."

"Oh." Katherine slumped her shoulders, feigning weakness and disappointment. "It's just… It's nearly three, and I haven't eaten yet today. I haven't eaten since that bacon sandwich at four yesterday…"

Draco scowled. She should have been in Slytherin. In all the time he had known her as his mate, he had barely seen Katherine more than nibble on her food. At the hospital, she and Black argued about it at supper sometimes. "Fine. But I'm paying you back right after we eat."

Instantly, Katherine came back to life. "Not to worry, Malfoy. Unlike you, I have money."

Draco hung his head. At least those stupid fish were in the back so he didn't have to look at them. "I hate you."

"You aren't lactose intolerant, right?" Kat asked. Malfoy was still sulking about not having money to pay for anything, and she was loving every minute of it. Wait until Ron heard this. "Because if you are, there can't be a second date."

"No," Malfoy said slowly. They were sitting in a pizza place, but they weren't ordering pizza. Since he passed the test, she supposed they could next time. "I would have taken us to a much better place than this."

"Sorry Malfoy. No fancy French food tonight." She snickered when his eyes widened. That must have been exactly what he had been planning. "I like the flowers by the way."

Malfoy blinked, realizing he had left them in the car and had forgotten to offer them to her. "Damn it…"

"Not to worry Malfoy." She smiled as the waitress started heading their way. "Plenty are nervous in the presence of celebrities."

"Severus was right about you." Malfoy hid behind the menu although he barely recognized anything on it. Who would eat onions cut into rings?

"Nah. I punch a reporter last year. Had to give him a settlement." Kat turned to the waitress. "We'll each have large chocolate milkshakes and loaded cheese fries."

"You punched a reporter?" Malfoy said in shock as the waitress left.

Kat shrugged. "I don't like being crowded. That one got too close, and I broke his nose. What about you? Do you get bothered after the War?"

Malfoy shook his head. "We were spit on a few times in Diagon Alley the first few weeks. But now we just get dirty looks."

"Gross." Kat shuddered in revulsion. "I would've broke more than their noses."

"I'd rather not spend the rest of my life in prison because some idiot spit on me." When Kat gave him a confused look, he sighed. "Father and I are still on probation. Father has to have a permanent tracker on him too."

Kat frowned. Ginny was right. Lucius deserved it. But she couldn't help but remember Malfoy saying he was a kid at the time, just like her. "Next time someone spits on you, I'll break their nose for you."

"Thanks," Malfoy drawled just as the food arrived. He looked like his eyes were going to pop out of his head when he saw the portion size. "What the…?"

"Cheese, bacon, and sour cream on fries," Kat said proudly before licking some of the whipped cream off her milkshake. He probably wasn't used any fried food, let alone this much. "Prepare for the worst stomach ache of your life."

Malfoy lifted up a fry and watched the cheese slowly drip off it. "I feel like I should be afraid."

Kat bit her lip to hide her smile. "Yes," she informed him as seriously as she could. "You should be."

"I feel like the life has been drained out of me," Draco complained once they arrived back at her building.

Katherine giggled. "I didn't expect you to force yourself to finish it!"

"Well I thought I had to since you managed!" Draco groaned at the thought of apparating home. "It's bad enough I couldn't pay for it."

"You're still on about that?" Katherine opened her door to get out, and Draco followed suit, hoping the fresh air would do him some good. She opened the back door to get the fish. The little plastic bag had several charms on it, so they would be fine while they ate. "Money isn't everything, Malfoy."

"When are you going to start calling me by my first name?" Draco asked, searching her face for offense or stubbornness.

But there was none. Awkwardly, she repeated, "Money isn't everything, Draco."

Before Draco could stop himself, he closed the gap between them and kissed her. She started in surprise, and he grabbed her hands so she wouldn't drop the fish. The kiss was breathless and fast, and although it wasn't that long, Draco found himself gasping for air when he finally pulled away.

Maybe it the lack of light, but he could've sworn Katherine's eyes were a darker shade of green. She took a minute to collect herself before saying, "I could take the wards down in my flat."

As tempting as it was, Draco forced himself to smirk. "Nice try."

"What?" Katherine asked dumbly.

"Nice try." He kissed her on the cheek and apparated home before she could figure it out.

Special thanks to Gemmstone and gr8rockstarrox for reviewing! I really appreciate it!

Was I the only one who wanted Draco to get that kitten?

What will definitely be in the next chapter: Dudley and Kat talking, some time at Grimmauld, and Kat getting into trouble! Draco won't like the sound of that…

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