Thread: Fake Illusions

Harry grinned a little, glad that Cercei was in his life while she was. as soon as Lucius kicked the bucket, Draco was going to come back. Harry smiled a little as he shook his head. remind me to explain God and Heaven to you again Cer. he teased chuckling a little as he smiled. Draco would NEVER tease me... he'd TORMENT me. he admitted with a laugh before grimacing at Draco's fail. or maybe it was an attempt at humor, Harry wasn't sure what Draco had intended for that statement to be. both men grimaced at her anger, well aware that she was going to start screaming or hexing them soon enough. probobly both with their luck. Cersei... i'm sorry. Draco muttered softly, swallowing thickly at her rage. Lucius is finally dying hmm? good. i was wondering when that would happen. he admitted Harry lifting en eyebrow. you knew he was going to get cancer? ...cancer? no... i hired an assassin to poison him about a month ago what's this about CANCER? ...have you not been reading the papers!? oh, very smart potter, owls flying in and out of my window in the middle of a muggle city when i'm supposed to be dead. very smart. ... don't take that tone with me i killed you once! you faked my death. it counts! no it didn't. Draco led the way down the street, barley a ten minute walk, both men strangely silent now as Draco led them to a large building tilted 'Beauty and Beyond'. inside was a massive hair salon and beauty parlor, where people had their nails and feet done, there where massage tables and area's where you could get anything waxed. mud baths and facial, it was almost more of a spa than a beauty salon. my place is upstairs. Draco admitted unlocking a stairway and leading the way up the stairs. you own a Salon?... why am i not surprised? shut up potter it's better than being a novelist, really the smut you write. but you read it. of course i read it, it's smut how could i resist. they both chuckled a little and Draco let them into his posh and perfect house everything clean and homey, not at all like the Manor where he had grown up. there was not a spec of tacky art anywhere and shockingly no statuettes either, save for one of Merlin, most wizards kept a painting or a statuette of Merlin for luck. can i offer you anything to drink? it's mostly muggle stuff. he admitted. actually it's all muggle stuff. he admitted with a small grin as he pulled out a can of diet coke for himself and a can of coke for harry, waiting for Cercei's request and grabbing that and handing it over to her, sitting down in a chair and sighing. ... where do i start? Draco mused softly, staring down at his glass of diet coke, biting his lip. the years i was with you Cer... where the happiest i've ever been... for the first time i felt love, both giving and receiving and it was... it was perfect... i was going to propose to you... i even have the ring still. he admitted pulling out a necklace he had around his neck where two engagement rings where laying, one for him and one for her, along with the small pop open dragon pendant she had given him with her picture and a lock of her hair still inside. Father found out of course... he always finds shit out like that, i should have known better... he admitted swallowing thickly. i was... going to be married to Astoria, as my Patriarch, he could force me to marry anyone he pleased... i wouldn't have minded, it would have been easy, so easy to deal with Astoria and father... waiting for him to die so i could dump Astoria, kill her if i had to and find you... but... i found out he was going to kill you, to protect the Malfoy bloodline. Draco admitted sighing a little. he knew i would go back to you, no matter how long it took he knew i would go back to you... so... he hired an assassin... i took out the assassin of course, and me and Harry faked my death so Father wouldn't bother trying again... Draco admitted. i waited for years for him to die, someone to kill him... i even paid assassins myself, muggle and magical using fake names and false money... but he always escaped alive the son of a bitch... he sighed a little. i hated lying... but as long as i was dead... you where safe...