Always. (A Draco Malfoy Story)

Going too far.

Rue returned. My letter still attached. What is going on?

I decided to write to Narcissa. Perhaps she's heard from Mother.

Narcissa,

How are you? I hope you're doing well. Your son is being a prat, but you already warned me about that.

I was wondering if you have heard from my mother? Rue can't seem to find her when I fly her out. If you know of anything, please write back.

Miss you, and thank you for my ring!

Joy

Hopefully Rue won't have any trouble getting to Narcissa. I give Rue extra treats for sending her out so much, but at least she gets the exercise.

-

The cabinet is almost repaired. I haven't seen Draco in the Room of Requirement ever, and I'm there almost every day. So I'm assuming he's not even bothering with the cabinet now. Now that we're avoiding each other, I have a lot more free time on my hands and the cabinet is my main focus. We still have a while before it's Christmas. We're way ahead of schedule. Just a few more things to fix then we can attempt to send things through.

I'm not gonna lie, I really miss Draco... but there's no fucking way I'm apologizing first.

-

I'm in the Great Hall with Tori, Chelsie and Harper. It's our study period, so we figured we could eat while doing some schoolwork. I'm actually ahead of my assignments. I'm just taking the free time to finish all my assignments that are due for the second half of the year, which I pre-confirmed with my teachers that I could do. Yay, for no homework for the rest of the year.

Tori nudges me and whispers, "What's up with you and Draco?" I guess things are kind of obvious that Draco and I aren't on the best of terms right now. We're not hanging out anymore and we barely talk, but he's still my fiancée. So, to put it to rest I answer Tori, "Nothing's up. Why do you ask?" She raises her eyebrows, "That's why." She nods in the direction of the end of the table, nearest to the doors.

Pansy fucking Parkinson.
And guess who she's flirting with.
And guess who's flirting back.

My eyes scowled at the sight of Draco and Pansy, being way too fucking close to each other. I started seeing red and black, and Pansy was about to get her fucking ass beat if she doesn't back off.

Draco caught me staring at them. He smirked and winked at me. 'Is he fucking serious right now?!'

I pulled out my wand from under the table and softy said a spell. Suddenly, there was barking coming from the end of the table. A roar of laughter filled the Great Hall when everyone saw Pansy Parkinson literally turn into Pugface. Her face scrunched up and changed into a dark grey fur. Her ears flapped over the top of her head and she would bark whenever she spoke.

A Slytherin boy decided to play along and threw a bone in the direction of the hallway, which Pugface happily chased after. Draco immediately turned to me with annoyed eyes, and I just silently mouthed 'Oops?' while smirking and waving my wand. He's lucky all I did was hex her, I should've done much worse.

Now, let me make this clear when I say there's a fine line between talking and flirting.
I was talking to Harry. Draco was flirting with Pansy.

I hope Draco understands that all it takes is for me to take off my ring, and the boys will come running. He shouldn't fucking underestimate me... but I won't stoop to his level.

Not yet.

-

I'm chilling in my room, reading my book when I see the Malfoy owl tapping on my window. I grab the letter from the owl and give him a treat before letting him fly out.
Narcissa replied to me.

Joy,

I haven't heard from your Mother, no, but your Father says she's been unwell lately. He says hello and hopes to see you soon.

I'm so sorry about Draco. You know how he can be, I'm sure you two will make up by Christmas time.

Speaking of, your Father insisted on you spending Christmas at the Manor this year. Would you come? I'd love to have you and Draco for the holidays.

I'm glad you love your ring. Draco has exquisite taste.

Narcissa

I wrote Narcissa back that I'd love to spend Christmas with her, regardless of if Draco and I make up by then. Guess I know what I'm doing for Christmas.

Tori comes running into the room and screams, "You need to go downstairs. Now!" I sit up, "What? Why?" She huffs, "If you don't, someone's about to throw themselves at Draco." I look at her confused, but still make my way down to the common room.

I rush down the staircase, Tori following me shortly behind. I stop as soon as I see him.

He's flirting, with multiple girls.
He's enjoying it.
He pulls down his collar like he's getting hot.

He's not wearing his fucking ring chain.

Alright, this bitch wants to play.
I can fucking play, and I'm gonna win.