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Chapter 2

"GREENGRASS, I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU THAT I GOT DIBS ON THE BATHROOM!"

Draco groaned as he slunk down to the floor, wondering how the hell he'd got himself in this predicament. One week ago, he believed that it was a perfectly normal idea that this could actually work. Now, he was left wondering exactly what potion Greengrass had slipped him to accept this stupid proposition of living together.

She was totally insufferable.

Draco valued neatness - after all that was how he was brought up - but Astoria took this to a new level. She'd ensure that everything was immaculate at all times and actually had the nerve to scold Draco when he left things lying about.

In addition, she just never stopped talking. It was like the minute that Draco had managed to pull himself out of bed, she suddenly had anything and everything to talk about. Not to say that it was Pansy-like talk (the kind that meant absolutely nothing and was designed to keep Draco fixated on her for more than a fleeting second). She actually had some quite interesting things to say but Draco felt that sometimes she had too many thoughts and Draco did not consider himself exactly the right kind of person to vent these thoughts to.

Worst of all, it just seemed like her vocation in life was to annoy the hell out of Draco by being so clueless. She did exactly the opposite of what the ground rules stated and then pretended to be ignorant to her crimes. So, yes, the girl truly was insufferable.

Smiling, Astoria sauntered out of the bathroom straight past Draco.

"Excuse me?" snarled Draco, his teeth gritted.

"You're excused," Astoria smiled sweetly. Registering his furious expression, she frowned before asking, "Is everything okay, Draco?"

"Of course," Draco hissed sarcastically, barely containing his rage. "Everything is fucking peachy!"

Her green eyes glistened brightly as she smiled, "Glad to hear it."

"Clearly, you don't understand the concept of sarcasm."

"You were being sarcastic?" Astoria asked, wide-eyed.

Draco groaned as he brought his palm to his face. Mumbling like a mad-man, he shuffled his way to the kitchen but it seemed Astoria was only a step behind him. She hauled herself up onto the counter causing Draco to grit his teeth once again.

"Do you think you could possibly, I don't know, try to be less annoying?" Draco sighed, rolling his eyes. "Your immaturity is showing."

"I'm not immature!" Astoria huffed indignantly. "And anyway, even if I was, it's better than being a spoilt, rich brat."

Shooting her a withering look, Draco warned her in a low, even voice, "I'd be careful where you were treading, Greengrass."

Her eyes widened for a second before she cleared her throat awkwardly, averting her eyes to the floor .

Good, thought Draco. Perhaps the silly girl has finally learnt to keep quiet for more than a second.

Walking out of the apartment, Draco hauled the full rubbish bag to the bin, avidly avoiding holding any of his neighbours' glances.

Draco returned to find Astoria sitting on the counter, seemingly frozen. As he stepped on a particularly creaky floorboard, she seemed to become aware of his presence. Her eyes shone with tears as she stiffened immediately.

Blinking a few times, Draco realised immediately that he'd almost reduced her to tears. Good Merlin, he thought, he almost felt bad. That was a first.

Pushing this disturbing thought aside, he decided to pry. "So, Greengrass, got any jobs lined up yet?" She looked at him carefully, waiting for the punch line. "You know, you have to get one soon so you can get out of my house." Ah, there it was.

"No, Malfoy, I don't have one lined up currently," she stated coldly, staring Draco straight in the eyes.

Before he could stop himself, he laughed. "There's a surprise."

He saw the unfamiliar anger surge up inside Astoria as she finally decided she'd had enough of his bullshit. She jumped off the counter, hurtling towards him, preparing her hand to hit his face with a resounding (and much satisfying) smack.

Not another Granger, Draco thought as he smirked. Twirling them both around, Draco grabbed her hand and pinned it up against the wall and did the same with the other as she tried to retaliate. Foolish girl, Draco thought. How stupid of you.

Their eyes bore into each other as he watched, waiting for her next move. There were barely inches between their faces. He could see her chest rise and fall as she breathed in much more rapidly than normal circumstances would warrant. He saw her jaw clench as she became angrier and-

"Oh hello there, Draco dear," Mrs. Macmillan, his elderly neighbour, crooned from behind him. What the hell was she doing in his apartment? His head whirled back with a start to glare at the old lady. "I hope I'm not intruding on anything, dear. I just saw your door open and wanted to remind you that my granddaughter, Eidyia, is still very much interested in going on a date-"

Draco's hands clasped around Astoria's wrists even tighter as he heard this and she gave a soft yelp of pain. Draco turned back around, dropping her hands immediately, but Mrs. Macmillan had set her sights on Astoria.

"Oh who is this?" Mrs. Macmillan asked, her croaky voice raising an octave as she analysed Astoria, squinting a little as she did so.

"Astoria Greengrass," Astoria mumbled dejectedly as she rubbed her sore wrists.

"Oh Draco, my dear, you didn't tell me you had a girlfriend!"

At this, both of their eyes shot up immediately.

"He's not my-"

Suddenly, Draco had a wicked idea. A wonderful idea. An idea that, if he said so himself, was pure genius. It would undoubtedly piss Astoria off to the max while also keeping the wench Eidyia far, far away from him.

Wrapping an arm around Astoria's waist, pulling her close, he put on his best forced smile.

"I'm surprised Mother never mentioned it, actually. Yes, this is Astoria. My girlfriend."

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