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Draco Malfoy (dracowished) wrote in wished,
@ 2010-10-07 19:01:00

Entry tags:

!incomplete, astoria greengrass, draco malfoy

Who: Draco and Astoria
What: Unexpected Visits, Secrets Come Out
When: Tonight
Where: Her flat
Rating/Warning: TBA

Draco was, to put it in a word, bored. It wasn't a new feeling, but he didn't have many options to fill the gap in his social life. None that he wanted, at any rate. What old friends would he care to catch up with? What books did he own that he hadn't read? He had to check on Goyle and Nott, but talking to either of them would be a headache and talking to Snape would be far worse.

And he didn't think about those options all that much, anyway, when Astoria was home, he hoped, and he'd far rather spend his time with her. Perhaps he should have owled beforehand, or knocked when he arrived. As it was, he let himself in with his spare key and searched the rooms for her, finding her at her desk, engrossed in writing something. So engrossed she apparently hadn't heard him come in.

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	dracowished 2010-10-14 12:14 am UTC (link)
	"I doubt anything we'll do will be exactly what's deemed appropriate. Hell. I helped win a war that set back pureblood values, didn't you just get finished reminding me of that?" Draco's smirk faded, and for a moment he just looked serious, worried. "Astoria, I don't want to change you. We aren't getting married so that society can form you in to my Mother." (Reply to this) (Parent) (Thread)

starmaiden
2010-10-14 12:32 am UTC (link)

She frowned, fingertips sliding up to twist a lock of her own hair around her fingers, twisting it around and around, letting it go and then doing it again, a nervous gesture she'd finally outgrown out of school, or thought she had. It was, at least, better then biting her nails.

"I'd cut off important body parts if you went after Pansy you know," she said idly, not directly answering his comment at first. She sighed a little. "I know you don't, Draco, but we also have to meet certain expectations. I like your parents liking me. I don't imagine they'd make things very pleasant for either of us if they decided I was no longer suitable. And whether or not I do what is or is not appropriate in the privacy of our home- what is soon to be a ridiculously huge home with an army of house elves underfoot, where I will have to wear a collar and bell just so you will be able to find me before supper time," she rambled a bit, taking a deep breath, "there are certain social dictates neither of us can afford to shrug off."

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dracowished
2010-10-14 12:36 am UTC (link)

"But if this ..." he made a vague gesture toward her wall, when what he meant was the wall in the study with the clippings and plot bits all stuck onto it, "Is that important to you, then it won't be one of those things we sacrifice when we're lords of the manor with the elves underfoot..." As long as she kept it secret, quiet. He didn't say that bit, not sure it wouldn't start the fight all over again. Still, he thought she knew.

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starmaiden
2010-10-14 12:44 am UTC (link)

She nodded slowly. "Alright. No, as long as I can keep it under wraps. That's part of my contract with my publisher. Complete anonymity, or I'm gone," she said firmly. She'd known from the start it wasn't something she could let get out, and why her contract was a convoluted, thirty foot parchment of conditions and rules and legal terms that protected her with as much iron-clad provisions as she'd been able to imagine.

She sighed and then she leaned forward, wrapping her arms around his neck, leaning her head against his chest. "I don't think I like it when you make me cry. At all. Let's not do that again."

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	dracowished 2010-10-18 02:06 am UTC (link)
	"I don't fancy it that much either," Draco said, tense for a moment as if he was afraid she was set to start again, but then he stroked her hair and moved enough that he could pull her into his lap. "Shame, that. I used to very much enjoy making people cry." He smiled at the joke, though, and kissed her forehead. (Reply to this) (Parent)

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