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The Wooing Of Draco Malfoy	By : Drarry-Lisa Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Draco Views: 2084 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter-2
Earn My forgiveness
Draco was brewing a rather complicated potion in his lab when his house elf appeared for the hundredth time.
"How many times should I ask you to just keep the letters in my room upstairs, Jiffy."
"Master Severus is asking Master Draco to visit Mrs. Hermione Granger Nee Weasley for his regular check-up." Jiffy replied. Draco had shifted back to his apartment above his apothecary in Hogsmeade. He wanted to stand on his own feet and it would become easy for him if he just lived above his apothecary. Severus had opened his apothecary in Knockturn Alley again. He had thought that his parents would leave him alone once he shifted from the manor. Of course not. They had to care of everything even though Draco was no longer their responsibility.
Draco gritted his teeth and answered "Tell him that I will visit some other doctor when I am done with Wolfsbane."
Jiffy looked at him and replied "But, Master Severus is asking Master Draco to visit Mrs. Hermione Granger Nee Weasley for his regular check-up immediately."
"Well, tell him that I won't visit Granger for any reason, whatsoever. I am busy."
"Master Draco, Master Severus is asking Master Draco to visit-"
Draco interrupted angrily "Yes, yes I get it. I am going to visit her. Inform Master Severus, all right?"
"Yes, Master Draco." The elf bowed and vanished.
Draco did not want to visit Granger and had been stalling the meeting. He had not met Granger since the court hearing and knew that he must. The effect that his prolonged distance from potter was having on him was not at all pleasant but he did not want to meet the woman. He couldn't argue with Severus, though, since he knew that she was the only who knew his medical history and would not be prejudiced.
He did not wish to talk to anyone at all, neither Pansy who had published his naked pictures all over the newspapers, nor Blaise who had wanted him to accept someone other than Potter just because he despised Potter, nor Granger nor Weasley who had done everything to get Potter married to Ginevra. How did their guilt matter now? They had not thought twice before disturbing his life ruthlessly and then leaving him alone for fourteen years at the mercy of Potter. What had they done to deserve his forgiveness? He did not care that Blaise had fought his case in the court. He did not care for Pansy's stupid and persistent letters.
Nevertheless, he stood up to visit Granger. He would have his regular check-up and then leave.
He firecalled Granger's residence and a bushy haired and very tired looking Granger appeared "Oh! Malfoy. Come over."
"I can come later if you are busy."
"NO." The word was spoken a little loudly and Draco's eyebrows rose. He was even more stunned when Granger continued in a low nervous voice after clearing her throat, "Please, Malfoy. I want to to speak to you about the - the article."
Draco had discarded his copy of the newspaper after reading the article. He did not want the fame and praise and apologies that he would definitely be getting henceforth. This is not the first and will definitely not be the last. He muttered, "Granger's residence" and flooed over.
"I do not want to talk about the article." This was the first thing he muttered and she looked at him with apologetic eyes. He sighed to keep a control on his fury.
"I am sor-"
"I do not want to listen to anyone's apologies. Just check me up and get done with it. I am here just because of Severus." He hissed at the woman and she flushed before muttering hurriedly, "Okay. I won't keep you from your work but I do hope that you will forgive me. I really am sorry."
Draco sneered at her and practically hissed in annoyance, "Time is money and I don't want to lose both. Get done with it."
Granger just nodded mumbled, "Okay." and left him to his own devices. A few minutes later, she returned and went along with her routine check up.
"Thank god you retired years ago... might have saved many other veelas, but then other healers are not any better then you." He mocked her and her eyes flashed. Her back turned stiff.
"Father always kept on scolding me for not scoring better then you. Some good your stupid scores did to you, eh? Running a cafe, all things... can't say that you deserved anything better though... inexperienced only knows why Severus insists on sending me here. I hate your face." By the end, he was hissing at her and she was glaring at him.
"I will have you know that I am very experienced and-"
"Oh! Cut it out. No experienced healer would waste their life running a cafe and that too when the wizarding world needs good healers. Actually, I think that you did this world a favor by retiring from your profession. Now get it done with and get out of my hair, bloody despicable, useless woman."
He hates her and he wants to stay away from her and her bloody useless husband.
"Next, he will ask me to befriend your worthless husband and I hate both of you. Do me a favor and tell Severus that you don't want to heal me. I will find some other healer who will atleast be experienced." He snaps at her and she glares before pulling back, "Leave my premises, you horrible man."
"With pleasure. I don't want to stay in this dump any longer. It stinks. My! How far the mighty have fallen." He mocks her and when her face turns red, he feels a twinge of satisfaction in his gut. He knows that he has always wanted to say all these things to her but that's not the only reason he is saying all these horrible things.
No matter how much he tries to lie to himself, he knows that he wants her to wake up. She is very talented and shouldn't waste her life for something that happened more then a decade ago.
"Get out." She hisses at him and he hisses right back, "I am getting out and leaving you to your pathetic and lonely existence. At least I have an excuse of having a worthless bastard as a mate. You have a perfectly fine husband and you can't even keep him with you. How bloody pathetic of you."
"OUT." She screams and he smirks before bowing mockingly, "With pleasure, my useless lady."
This being said, he apparates on spot. The last thing he witnesses is her red face and murderous eyes.
He is so satisfied that he hums a tune as he makes tea for himself. Just after he has poured tea for himself in a cup and settled down on the reception of his apothecary, an owl came flying inside his shop. He recognized at once that it was Mr. Jenkins's owl.
Draco,
I wrote to Mrs. Fleur Weasley nee Delacaur about your condition. She has agreed to represent you. She didn't just owl me, Draco. She firecalled me personally with her husband and gave her acceptance.
It would be appreciated if you thank her for the same.
She was worrying for you and was asking me to give your new address to her. I refused, of course.
Take care,
David Jenkins.
Draco took a parchment and penned down a letter to Fleur and Bill Weasley, inviting them to dinner. Mr. Jenkins was right. He really should thank them.
After sending the letter through his owl, he closed down the shop. The first day was brilliant. There had been a lot of customers and he had brewed a lot of potions that were out of stock. It was a productive day except for those ten minutes when he had been forced to meet Granger.
His thoughts strayed to Harry who was rotting in Azkaban at this very moment.
Well, we reap what we sow.
On this note, he turned towards the fireplace to talk to his son, but the person who appeared was Lily Luna Potter, who did not look at all happy.
"Miss. Potter, is everything all right?"
She shook her head and answered "Mum fell down her broom and is in St. Mungos. Dad is in Azkaban. Hermione and Ron are as good as absent. We are bloody alone. It is-"
Draco snapped at her with narrowed eyes "What do you mean alone, Miss. Potter? You have so many uncles and aunts that I have lost the count. If anyone in this world is not alone, it's you. Have you contacted your mother's brothers?"
She shook her head and he sighed in exasperation "Stupid girl. Do that. Now, please call my son. I want to speak to him. You are as thick-headed as your father. Genes, you see, are something that we can't escape."
She stared at him, stunned speechless and just kept on staring until they heard a chuckle from somewhere behind her. He recognized it as Scorpius's voice "You have rendered her speechless father. It is never known to have happened before."
She shook her head and went away with a murmured "I am going to talk to Uncle Fred and George through the Gryffindor common room."
Scorpius's face appeared and Draco smiled "How are you doing Scorpius?"
"Brilliant, now that you are well. I am really looking forwards to Christmas this time. We will decorate and all and have a party too."
Draco did not feel like celebrating but he faked a laugh and nodded "Of course. How are your studies?"
"Rose does not let me beat her father. I have never really tried to compete but I am competing with her this year and she is too good." He whined and I chuckled. He remembered the feeling all too well.
"Well, I want to let you know that I am very proud of you and I am giving you a prize for your constant brilliant performance and for taking care of your grandparents so well."
He smiled smugly at Draco and Draco was startled for a moment. Scorpius was so much like him.
"What is it?" He asked and Draco smirked at him, "Well, I don't want to spoil the surprise. You will receive it tomorrow morning."
"But daaaaad-"
"Good bye son."
"But, please tell me." He whined and Draco chuckled before murmuring, "Bye." and closing the floo connection.
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