Draco: *walked down the corridor, looking a bit more decent now after his trip to the Hospital Wing, his mind working on how to set his plan in motion to Ron*
Ron: *walking towards the Great Hall for dinner*
Draco: *caught sight of him and cleared his throat* Hey, W--I mean, Ronald
Ron: *frowns and stops, turning around* ..the hell?
Draco: *cleared his throat again* Umm, can we talk? Without the bloodshed and whatnot?
Ron: *glares* You insult my friends, my family, and then try to fucking feel me up. *pulls his wand* Give me one reason why I shouldn't beat the shit out of you.
Draco: *said it bluntly* Because I need to be in one piece if I were to court you
Ron: *eyes widen* COURT ME?!
Draco: Did I stutter? Yes, I'm officially courting you
Ron: *glares* Says who? And what the fuck are you getting at anyway.
Draco: I'm not getting at anything. I know my approaches before were...less than civilized, but the truth is I've always had a bit of fancy for you since the 2nd year when you stood up for that Mu---I mean, Granger when I bullied her. You were the first person to actually point a wand at me and, well, lets just say I find your chivalry intriguing
Ron: *frowns* So what's your point.
Draco: My point is that I fancy you, to the point of maybe considering you as...a lover *blushed a little at that point* And...well, I wish to court you as a lover should. That's all there is to it *blush darkened a little across his fair cheeks; he had never been that frank and blunt to anyone so far*
Ron: ... *glares* Well fuck you. You're an asshole and I don't want a damned thing to do with you.
Draco: I know you don't, but I will court you anyway. It is the rituals amongst us after all. I'll see to it that you will accept my courtship, no matter how long it takes
Ron: Then you'll be waiting a very fucking long time. *continues on his way to dinner*
Draco: *sighed, partially agreeing to that notion as he went to his table to eat*
Hermione: *sees Ron storming over* You look like you've just been bitten by a garden gnome, Ron. Something wrong?
Ron: I've had a long, fucking day.
Hermione: *frowned* Language, Ron
Ron: Fuck my language, Hermione. I'm so not in the mood.
Hermione: *rolled her eyes, not in a mood either to argue with her boyfriend right now as she continued reading while eating*
Ron: After insulting you and then molesting me, Malfoy fucking asked to court me. *sits down and starts shoveling food into his mouth*
Hermione: *almost choked in her pumpkin juice* WHAT?!
Ron: You fucking heard me.
Hermione: Why? Why the hell, of all people, you when he knows we're dating??
Ron: Because he's fucking crazy. That's why!
Hermione: There must be some ulterior motive behind it
Ron: Pureblood courthships end in unbreakable bonds.
Hermione: All the more to ignore him! I'm going to read up on this so that there's a loophole
Ron: *raises an eyebrow* There is. I declined.
Hermione: I thought there are certain courtship where you cannot decline
Ron: There are. But he hasn't specified which kind of courtship he's asking for.
Hermione: Let's hope that he isn't asking for a courtship that involves inclination for marriage. I heard that is one of the binding kinds
Ron: Whatever. I can still decline to marry him at the end of the courtship.
Hermione: Let's hope so. I wonder where Harry is. He's been gone quite long with Severus today
Ron: Fuck if I know. *shovels more food into his mouth*
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