Hello everyone. I just thought I'd write a Dramione while I gathered my thoughts about my other story. I really hate disclaimers because it's so obvious that they don't own Harry Potter, but I think we all dream about it anyway. I don't own any of the characters – just the story (YAY). This one is for my really good friend Katie (Fantastic-Lies). I'm not promoting her story or anything but I do think you ought to read her story because it's really good. Statement – Hermione will actually come into it in the next chapter so don't worry. Also, please review my FF if you read it. I know that sometimes you can't be bothered to but please, please do. I get so excited when someone reviews my story. I won't post chapter 2 until someone reviews my FF so please review if you want to know what happens. Enjoy.

Draco placed his head in Astoria's lap. They were sitting on the grass outside the Malfoy Manor, the sun beating down on their backs.

Astoria sighed in pleasure. She loved being married to Draco. He was so nice to her. Draco had really improved from when she had first laid eyes on him in her first year at Hogwarts. He was in his second year and was already dead gorgeous. She wasn't the only one to be in love with him the first time she saw him. Most of the girls were in love with Draco, with his smouldering grey eyes, blonde hair and his mind-blowing smile.

I'm in heaven, Astoria thought as Draco stroked her leg. Life can't get any better than this. Being married to the most handsome man in the whole world and having him love you back. If only I could stay like this for ever.

Draco was fuming. He hated his father. How could Lucius possibly force him to marry this stupid Ravenclaw? She may be in love with Draco, but he certainly wasn't in love with her.

"Draco?" Astoria said, questioningly.

"Yes" Draco huffed. He was only out here with this girl to please his father who had finally gotten out of Azkaban.

"Do you love me?"

"Of course, Astoria." Draco sighed. He would be so glad when he could drop the pretence of loving Astoria Greengrass.

He lifted his head out of Astoria's lap and stood up. He turned to look at her and couldn't help feeling sorry for her when he saw the sense of longing in her blue eyes.

"I have to go to work." Draco said abruptly. He strode back into the house and quickly changed into his suit. He grimaced.

Draco worked at the ministry in the Department of Mysteries. Sadly, he was deputy to Ronald Weasley, who spent the whole working day mocking Draco about being higher than him. When he wasn't bugging Draco about his job, Ron was chatting non-stop about Hermione Granger. Draco was so sick of hearing about Hermione this and Hermione that, that he felt like punching Ron in the face, not un-like what Hermione had done to him in the third year.

Draco turned to the door and grimaced again. Astoria was standing in the doorway with a pout on her lips.

"Draky, aren't you going to say goodbye to your wife?"

"No, Astoria. I wasn't going to say goodbye to you. In fact, if it wasn't for my effing father I wouldn't be married to you at the moment. I think you are an annoying girl who is thick and stupid. I never want to see you again in my life. I wouldn't even be sorry if you died. That would actually make me feel better because divorcing is only for muggles."

Astoria looked a bit taken aback with Draco's outburst.

"I'm sorry," Astoria whispered.

Draco gave her one last look before disapparating to the ministry.

This was one girl he wished had never drooled after him.

There you are. Draco is a bit of a meany towards his wife. Oh well. REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW

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