An Unlikely Pair- dun dun DUN
Draco Malfoy, a cold-hearted Slytherin sixth year, was walking
through the halls wondering who to pick on next. Harry Potter was
getting dead boring, and, afterall, he couldn't bully one person
forever now could he? 'Stupid Crabbe, stupid Goyle. That stupid
mudblood Granger had to go and hex them sending them to St. Mungo's.
And she didn't even bloody well get expelled.' He felt a little
stupid when she got them. So he felt it best to find someone with a
little weaker friends than Potter. Not that he was scared. I mean
this IS Malfoy we're talking about. He looks for a easy target, and
finally he spots one. Looney Lovegood. How simple it would be for
her to become the next Potter. Smirking he walks over to her.
Unfortunally for him, in a way, Luna had changed remarkably
over the summer. Obvouisly hunting that Crumple-Horned Snorkack did
her some good. 'Damn' he thought, was this really Looney Luna Lovegood?
Or did a Crumple-Horned Snorkack eat her and was replaced by this
curvey babe? He sat down on the bench by her, not really knowing what
the hell he was doing. 'What the fuck am I gunna say?' he didn't need
to worry though. Luna was the first to speak.
"What do you want?" She didn't say it in a rude way. You'd have
thought she was merely curious on why he was sitting on this bench
when a prefectly good one was open three feet away. She didn't look at
him, she didn't even put down the latest copy of The Quibbler.
"Ummmm..." He wasn't sure if she was listening so she sniffed
loudly to prove she was. "Just to chat, I mean we're in the same school
and it might be nice to have some outter-house bonds if you know what
I mean."
And there was the smirk he was famous for. 'Why must he ALWAYS
smirk?' thought Luna. At least it wasn't a sneer she always hated.
'Geebis the way he smirks so much you'd think his face would crack
if he let out one true smile. He WAS handsome as hell though. Those
grey eyes, blonde hair, and pale body you'd think he wouldn't waste
his breath talking to a freak like me' she thought. Luna didn't think
she was very pretty. In fact down-right ugly if you asked her opion on
herself.
"So what do you say?" Draco asked, wondering if she ever put
down that bloody Quibbler. He held out his hand as for her to shake it.
Finally, and to the relief of Draco, she put down The Quibbler and
shook his hand.
"So now. Errrr...you can let go now." Luna replied, they had
been shaking hands for the last five minutes. He lets go of her hand
and smiles cockily. 'Almost there to a true smile' thought Luna. She
still wondered what he wanted and got it when he jumped on her. Luna,
taken completely off gaurd fell off the bench, Draco on top of her.
Finally he got up and pulled her up too, going slightly red.
"Erm sorry about that." He pulls several leaves out of her hair
and dusts her and himself off a bit. 'Maybe that was a bad idea' he
thinks as several people walk away mumbling "get a room" or "warn us
first before you start making out you bloody pigs." He sighs and hopes
she isn't pissed at him. Preparing what would have been a puppy-dog
look he glances at her. She was smiling deeply at him.
"That was interesting." She smiles and so does he. Although
hopeing next time he would warn her so they could find a more private
spot.
"Oh, you liked it?" He says in a manly way, thinking 'I wonder
if she would stay the night in my dorm sometime.' As you can imagine
Draco was feeling mighty manly. Luna had changed and he liked it. He
only hoped St. Potthead wouldn't mind. Remembering that they seemed
to like eachother, or he seemed to like her. 'But, no. She'd take him,
THE Draco Malfoy, over Potter anyday. Or would she...'
Draco Malfoy, a cold-hearted Slytherin sixth year, was walking
through the halls wondering who to pick on next. Harry Potter was
getting dead boring, and, afterall, he couldn't bully one person
forever now could he? 'Stupid Crabbe, stupid Goyle. That stupid
mudblood Granger had to go and hex them sending them to St. Mungo's.
And she didn't even bloody well get expelled.' He felt a little
stupid when she got them. So he felt it best to find someone with a
little weaker friends than Potter. Not that he was scared. I mean
this IS Malfoy we're talking about. He looks for a easy target, and
finally he spots one. Looney Lovegood. How simple it would be for
her to become the next Potter. Smirking he walks over to her.
Unfortunally for him, in a way, Luna had changed remarkably
over the summer. Obvouisly hunting that Crumple-Horned Snorkack did
her some good. 'Damn' he thought, was this really Looney Luna Lovegood?
Or did a Crumple-Horned Snorkack eat her and was replaced by this
curvey babe? He sat down on the bench by her, not really knowing what
the hell he was doing. 'What the fuck am I gunna say?' he didn't need
to worry though. Luna was the first to speak.
"What do you want?" She didn't say it in a rude way. You'd have
thought she was merely curious on why he was sitting on this bench
when a prefectly good one was open three feet away. She didn't look at
him, she didn't even put down the latest copy of The Quibbler.
"Ummmm..." He wasn't sure if she was listening so she sniffed
loudly to prove she was. "Just to chat, I mean we're in the same school
and it might be nice to have some outter-house bonds if you know what
I mean."
And there was the smirk he was famous for. 'Why must he ALWAYS
smirk?' thought Luna. At least it wasn't a sneer she always hated.
'Geebis the way he smirks so much you'd think his face would crack
if he let out one true smile. He WAS handsome as hell though. Those
grey eyes, blonde hair, and pale body you'd think he wouldn't waste
his breath talking to a freak like me' she thought. Luna didn't think
she was very pretty. In fact down-right ugly if you asked her opion on
herself.
"So what do you say?" Draco asked, wondering if she ever put
down that bloody Quibbler. He held out his hand as for her to shake it.
Finally, and to the relief of Draco, she put down The Quibbler and
shook his hand.
"So now. Errrr...you can let go now." Luna replied, they had
been shaking hands for the last five minutes. He lets go of her hand
and smiles cockily. 'Almost there to a true smile' thought Luna. She
still wondered what he wanted and got it when he jumped on her. Luna,
taken completely off gaurd fell off the bench, Draco on top of her.
Finally he got up and pulled her up too, going slightly red.
"Erm sorry about that." He pulls several leaves out of her hair
and dusts her and himself off a bit. 'Maybe that was a bad idea' he
thinks as several people walk away mumbling "get a room" or "warn us
first before you start making out you bloody pigs." He sighs and hopes
she isn't pissed at him. Preparing what would have been a puppy-dog
look he glances at her. She was smiling deeply at him.
"That was interesting." She smiles and so does he. Although
hopeing next time he would warn her so they could find a more private
spot.
"Oh, you liked it?" He says in a manly way, thinking 'I wonder
if she would stay the night in my dorm sometime.' As you can imagine
Draco was feeling mighty manly. Luna had changed and he liked it. He
only hoped St. Potthead wouldn't mind. Remembering that they seemed
to like eachother, or he seemed to like her. 'But, no. She'd take him,
THE Draco Malfoy, over Potter anyday. Or would she...'