Chapter 11
"Angelie, are you liking this view?" Draco asked. They Apparated to a small wizarding town outside of Milan. He booked the suite of the hotel in the center of the town where the lights and sights of Milan could easily be seen all around.
"Yes, Draco, but just one question. Why are we in Milan?" Angelie asked, as he handed her a glass of champagne.
"Do you not want to be here in Milan?" Draco asked, wrapping his arms around her waist. "If not, then I think my bargaining with the connoisseur to get this room was in vain. Besides, you weren't there to hear my spectacular skill."
"Draco you're absolutely full of yourself." Angelie laughed.
"Draco is at his best when he's full of himself." Draco replied.
"Stop speaking in the third person. It's funny for a while and then you get terribly carried away." Angelie replied. "Terribly."
"Dra. I won't." Draco grinned. "Another glass already?"
"Hmm? Oh, hah, I don't know Draco, you just keep pouring the champagne into the glass." Angelie laughed. "It's alright, I don't want to get over my head."
"I was going to take you to Anilyn's rooftop, but, besides my fear of Potter and Weasley, I thought Milan was far more exotic." Draco replied, leading her onto the balcony. Awestruck, Angelie was gazing at the nightlife, while Draco brought himself closer to her.
Putting his lips on her neck, he whispered, "God, I love you, Hermione."
Draco felt himself fly to the other edge of the room. "What do you think you're getting at here, Draco?" Angelie looked at Draco, a look of anger mixed with what Draco thought was disappointment.. As Draco struggled to get up, Angelie had already grabbed her wand and Disapparated.
Draco sat on the bed, thinking about what exactly he said. "I.love.you.oh god no." In a panicked state, he magicked everything back to the manor, and he was about to leave the bill when he was getting a message from the fireplace.
"Draco, I'm not looking don't worry," Hermione's head was in the fireplace, and she had a hand in front of her eyes. "Just wanted to let you know that it's ten o'clock here and I guess we'll just get Ryan and Arissa ready for."
"Hermione, Angelie's gone." Draco replied, sighing sitting in front of the fireplace.
"Gone? Gone where? Why.DRACO what did you do?" Hermione asked. Draco mumbled something. "What?"
"I said YOUR name instead of hers." Draco replied. "When I told her I loved her." Hermione was silent. "Wait.why are Ryan and Arissa still there? She disapparated a long time ago."
Hermione shrugged. "I suggest you go back to the Manor and try to think on it.I know I would."
Draco sighed. "Yeah, I suppose. I'll see you Hermione." With a pop, Draco disappeared.
~*~
Draco arrived at the Manor, a message waiting in the fireplace. It was Oliver. "Draco, after you get this message, go to bed. Hermione's gone after Angelie. She managed to leave a message after she Disapparated." Draco got up to get his outdoor cloak. "Don't go anywhere just yet, Draco. Hermione didn't want you going after Angelie because she thinks Angelie will curse your balls off. Go and sleep or something and tomorrow, I'll have the other guys over."
Draco sighed back onto his bed.
That didn't mean he slept through the night.
"Angelie, are you liking this view?" Draco asked. They Apparated to a small wizarding town outside of Milan. He booked the suite of the hotel in the center of the town where the lights and sights of Milan could easily be seen all around.
"Yes, Draco, but just one question. Why are we in Milan?" Angelie asked, as he handed her a glass of champagne.
"Do you not want to be here in Milan?" Draco asked, wrapping his arms around her waist. "If not, then I think my bargaining with the connoisseur to get this room was in vain. Besides, you weren't there to hear my spectacular skill."
"Draco you're absolutely full of yourself." Angelie laughed.
"Draco is at his best when he's full of himself." Draco replied.
"Stop speaking in the third person. It's funny for a while and then you get terribly carried away." Angelie replied. "Terribly."
"Dra. I won't." Draco grinned. "Another glass already?"
"Hmm? Oh, hah, I don't know Draco, you just keep pouring the champagne into the glass." Angelie laughed. "It's alright, I don't want to get over my head."
"I was going to take you to Anilyn's rooftop, but, besides my fear of Potter and Weasley, I thought Milan was far more exotic." Draco replied, leading her onto the balcony. Awestruck, Angelie was gazing at the nightlife, while Draco brought himself closer to her.
Putting his lips on her neck, he whispered, "God, I love you, Hermione."
Draco felt himself fly to the other edge of the room. "What do you think you're getting at here, Draco?" Angelie looked at Draco, a look of anger mixed with what Draco thought was disappointment.. As Draco struggled to get up, Angelie had already grabbed her wand and Disapparated.
Draco sat on the bed, thinking about what exactly he said. "I.love.you.oh god no." In a panicked state, he magicked everything back to the manor, and he was about to leave the bill when he was getting a message from the fireplace.
"Draco, I'm not looking don't worry," Hermione's head was in the fireplace, and she had a hand in front of her eyes. "Just wanted to let you know that it's ten o'clock here and I guess we'll just get Ryan and Arissa ready for."
"Hermione, Angelie's gone." Draco replied, sighing sitting in front of the fireplace.
"Gone? Gone where? Why.DRACO what did you do?" Hermione asked. Draco mumbled something. "What?"
"I said YOUR name instead of hers." Draco replied. "When I told her I loved her." Hermione was silent. "Wait.why are Ryan and Arissa still there? She disapparated a long time ago."
Hermione shrugged. "I suggest you go back to the Manor and try to think on it.I know I would."
Draco sighed. "Yeah, I suppose. I'll see you Hermione." With a pop, Draco disappeared.
~*~
Draco arrived at the Manor, a message waiting in the fireplace. It was Oliver. "Draco, after you get this message, go to bed. Hermione's gone after Angelie. She managed to leave a message after she Disapparated." Draco got up to get his outdoor cloak. "Don't go anywhere just yet, Draco. Hermione didn't want you going after Angelie because she thinks Angelie will curse your balls off. Go and sleep or something and tomorrow, I'll have the other guys over."
Draco sighed back onto his bed.
That didn't mean he slept through the night.