Thread: Shaken(HP) Lady/Moon

Harry was nervous, he didn't particularly want to go to the graduation. people where going to make a mockery of it, just like last time. instead of old freinds getting together, the stupid school and the stupid government turned it into 'lets suck up to potter day'. it particularly pissed him off but... he had promised Ron and Hermione, and he wasn't so sure that Gabriella wouldn't gut him if he decided to back out now. but he was feeling sick today, and his insides hurt, was it stress? or the disease? it was getting harder to hide things from his loving wife. he jumped when she wrapped her arms around him and he smiled as he looked at her. mmm no, i couldn't do that to Malfoy. he teased, smirking. apparently Draco Malfoy was the one who was paying for the entire thing, and he had spend an exorbitant amount, just to have special wards put up that would keep reporters... and bugs, out of the castle. much to everyone's surprise, Harry did not go on to be an Auror like Ron had. nor had he gone on to be a professional quidditch player. no, Harry was the head of the unspeakables. mysterious, and powerful, it was still a complete mystery, even to Gabriella, what that department did. i suppose i'll just wear the traditional? he asked Gabriella, as always, dependent on her fashion sense... Harry had none. Draco shrugged a little. Weasley came in last minute just as i was finishing shift. Draco admitted. he'd nearly been gutted. Draco admitted, shaking his head. as expected, Ronald Weasley had gone on to be one of the best Auror's in the feild. Ron was a very dedicated man, and had nearly wiped out anyone, and anything still loyal to the once Dark Lord Voldemort. just last year, Ron had single handedly taken down a hundred plus man, Dark Uprising. Draco even had to admit, he was impressed, and had been the first to complain when Ron, instead of getting rewarded, was put on a three month paid suspension.... granted, Ron HAD needed a vacation... Draco himself was the Head Healer at Saint Mungoes, so he got most of the interesting, and the most severe cases. he was often called away at all hours of the night or day, but it had an added bonus. no one cared that Draco had been a dark wizard... no one cared that he still hard the mark, burned into his arm. just give me a few moments to get ready... besides, i paid for this thing. Draco admitted with a smug little grin. in fact, i even bought tickets for most of the people who had thought they wouldn't be able to make it. even Longbottom, Lovegood, and Zabini are going to be there. the three of them made a strange pair. they lived in Africa, Neville with massive gardens that supplied half the worlds potions ingredients, Luna with animals that did the same, and Zabini who took care of the deals and managed the money. even Weasley will make it, now that i put his innards back inside him. he'll have to be congratulated, he's finally been promoted to Head. he admitted with a grin. Gran... er, Miss Weasley... he corrected himself. is over the moon. he walked back out of his closet, as pale and perfect as always, hiding his nerves, and the sick feeling he got at the thought of seeing Gabriella again. well aware that Astoria knew what was bothering him. she knew very well Draco's adoration for the young french girl, Draco had loved her ever since he set eyes on her during the Tri-Wizard tournament. but he'd never once pursued her, because she had been all too happy with Harry fucking Potter.