Chapter 2-Can I ever resist you
Draco stared at the man in front of him for at least 5 seconds before Potter smiled wearily at him and shouldered past the poor lad to enter the house. Hardly anything in the past could leave Draco Malfoy speechless, but then he felt like he had been hit with a Stunning Hex. Potter nodded approvingly at the decorum of the house: simple, spacious and homey. The git treated himself a free tour around the room then came to sit down at the table and gazing at Draco expectantly.
Draco shutted his gaping jaw with a sound click. He sec retly prayed to God that his mother had left her portrait to do some sticky business with his father in another framed portrait back In his spare bedroom upstairs, otherwise he would become a victim of a two-hour nonstop ranting on the topic of Malfoy aristocratic manner when it comes to guest serving business, no matter if said guest is The Man who Lived to make sure every Malfoy under the wide and open sky suffered slowly and painfully.Manner is manner! And that’s the end of the story.
“Come on Malfoy! “Potter eyed Draco in a challenging way. “Don’t tell me you are permanently mute.I indeed find that thought very blessing but not when I have some business to take care of with you.”
Draco found his balance then and summoned Winky for two cups of tea, his cool mask and familiar sneer back in place.
“I don’t know you care so much, Potter. How appaling to know that the hero of the wizarding world cares of the little me. I doubt even the Minister never had this pleasure.”
Potter gave him an amused smile and an outright laugh. The git laid leisurely back in his chair as if seeking a little warmth and comfort it might bring.
“Something never changed. You don’t know how much I craved some normality and insults these days.”
“So you cross all the way here to hear my insults. I’m honoured. Tell you what, I’m gonna publish a book on “How to insult Harry Potter to your liking and he still liked it”, save you the trouble of having to find me every time your mentality need insults to survive sane. I will pose nude for the Witch Weekly if that’s not the Best Seller of the History.”
Potter laughed again with delight as if coming here to Draco was a trip to Heaven and those bickerings brought him peace in mind. He looked satisfied and Draco would deny it all to himself later, but Potter looked adorable and shaggable, all in one package.
“Back to the point Potter”, Draco drawled,” how do you find me and what are you here for?”
Potter had the grace to blush. His hands entwined uncomfortably together on the table whilst still refused to look at Draco straight in the eyes.
“I … I think… no…er…we…yes, we. We need your help Malfoy”- Potter struggled to come to term with the fact he needed help from none other than his arch enemy. It seemed to escape his mind that Draco owned him a big favour for saving his life and Draco would not refuse if he could help
“We who?” He asked a little bit tonelessly, coldly with an unreadable expression to match
“We in Hogwarst, uh, well. Actually, it’s professor McGonagall. She suddenly went unconscious for more than a month now and we can not find the cause of it. Professor Snape and Hermione tried their best but still nothing”.
“Ask the old coot portrait why did you not? Draco wanted to snap at Potter for his stupidity. If anyone in this world could do miracles, Dumbledore is his name, not Draco Malfoy the Death Eater Wannabe.
You think we haven’t tried it? We could not seem to find him anywhere. The last time I saw him in his portrait, he seemed to be upset over something with Grind…Grinde…”
“Grindelwald” Draco finished for him
“If Dumbledore the Dogooder Know It All can not provide you the answer, you think I can. Save me the energy to spell out that you’re indeed very daft, Potter. I am only 21 years old, Merlin helps me. And for your information, I happen to leave the Wizarding World for quite sometimes and I don’t intend to return for something I can not succeed.”
“How come you became quite attached to this world Malfoy? I never thought I would live to see the day you stick to Muggle living. Now the matter is that you now besides Snape are the most knowledgable dark arts individual, not to mention a huge amount of Dark books you still keep when you sold the manor.l knew you kept an entire collection in your library. May be they could help us this time. Stop being a git and help someone for once in your life Malfoy.”
Draco had enough courage to sneer this time. He enjoyed provoking Potter
“Thank you for your vote of confidence. If you recalled well Potter, I did save someone. Though for the life of me I don’t know why I suddenly turned into a reckless Gryffindor back then”
“And I saved your ass more times than that. Now I would call beyond the life debt you own me if necessary, I said you will help us in this case and that what you’ll do.”
“Ah…ah, feeling dominant now Potter, that’s a very good turn of event.”
This green fire glaring directly at him was enough to make Draco quiver. How many times had he dreamt of those eyes staring at him in passion, with love and admiration? He yearned for it, he could not help it.
The reality was much harsher. They hated each other from Day One and the whole wizarding world knew it.
“I don’t think you would force me even if you wanted to Potter . Not very Gryffindorish. This whole business involved intensive research. How could you force me to achieve that goal, Potter?”
Potter really looked frustrated, like he expected many things but not an outright refusal from Draco. He put his messy head in his hand and leaned forward on the table miserably.
“What can I do to make you agree, Malfoy? Name it and I will try my best”
Can you give me you?
Just what the truth is
I can’t say anymore
Cause I love you
Yes, I love you
How I love you
(Nights in white satin-Moody Blues)
Draco sighed. He had no intention to refuse when it comes to Potter. He just needed time to rearrange things in this world and followed that git to anywhere he wanted to. Isn’t that what he had always done?
And why this time should be any different? Who is Draco Malfoy, if not Harry Potter nemesis, Harry Potter follower, Harry Potter secret admirer?
“I need to think first. I’ll answer you in a few days, if that’s ok with you”
Potter’s face lit up like a kid in a Christmas candy store. He smiled at Draco. If he saw Draco squirmed uncomfortably in his seat, he either chose to ignore it or the git had no brain at all.
Potter bit goodbye to Draco right then and Draco heaved a sigh of relief.
In a few days, he managed to force a vacation out of his boss for at least a month, closed his residence and sat alone in an empty coach on the train to Hogwarst, with his father portrait shrank into a small photo in his pocket. Somehow, Lucius Malfoy sensed an enormous threat behind the disappearance of Albus Dumbledore and the sudden unconsciousness of a skilled witch like McGonagall. Merely coincident, he did not think so. That was one of a few things the late Malfoy patriarch agreed with his son these days.
Gonna take a trip to lonesome town
Gonna stay at heartbreak hotel
A fool such as I that never learns
I cry a tear so well
Choo, choo train chuggin' down the track
Gotta travel on, never comin' back
Oh, oh got a one way ticket to the blues
(One way ticket to the blues- Neil Sekada)
- Current Location:My computer
- Current Mood: amused
- Current Music:Just hold me - Maria Mena