Wanna Be Your Girlfriend

Summary: Draco meets someone from his past. H/D
Warnings: Cross-dressing, slash, het (D/OC)
Rating: Mature
Disclaimer: Going to try my first true slash story. Warnings and rating are subject to change with the chapters. I don't own anything. I'm just playing in JKR's world. Not responsible for any minors reading this. Warnings and Rating subject to change.

Jamie smoothed out her dress as she looked around the room. A large green and silver marbled fireplace took up one whole wall.

“Must be where all guests arrive,” Ron mused. Jamie shrugged.

“Guests are to follow Mipsy,” a little brown-eyed house elf called from the door. The two followed the elf outside the manor to a large rose garden. Blaise was already set up and ordering people around. A long table with various food and drink was formally laid out.

“Well someone goes all out,” Jamie smirked.

“Glad you like it,” Draco whispered in her ear. Jamie blushes and spun around to be nose to nose with one Lord Draco Malfoy. “Good morning,” he greeted; his lips almost brushing Jamie’s.

“Good morning,” Jamie returned taking a step back.

“Do I make you nervous?” Draco questioned with a smirk.

“Jamie! Good we can get started,” Blaise called. Jamie hurried to his side not looking back and missing the lust in Draco’s eyes. Pansy took her arm and led the green-eyed model to a pavilion set up for her to change in.

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Draco ogled Jamie as she stepped out of the pavilion. Wearing what appeared to be an Indian styled sari with colors to rival fire, Jamie was a breathtaking, exotic goddess and Draco couldn’t take his eyes off her. Blaise led her to a gazebo and they set to work. With a wave of a wand a light breeze blew making the cloth dance around the lithe body. Hermione and Pansy watched Draco watch Jamie. They exchanged gleeful looks and shook hands. Their plan was working.

Jamie’s next change was a kimono in blues. Blaise led her to a small bridge that ran over a stream in an Asian styled section of the garden. Her long hair arranged in a geisha inspired twist. Draco grabbed a bottle of water as he watched. The two women giggled and wondered how long it would take him to make a move on the model.

Once again Jamie disappeared into the pavilion and this time stepped out in a long green evening gown. The backless gown flowed into a small train that trailed behind the beauty. Blaise had her wander a maze made from rose bushes. Pansy nudged Hermione as Draco disappeared.

“Bet he makes his move now,” she whispered. Hermione nodded in agreement.
Blaise snapped away as Jamie headed for the center of the maze. An assistant handed her a wrap to use as she willed. It started draped at her elbows and eventually fell to the floor to be swept up after the model and photographer was out of sight. Jamie’s hair tumbled down her back as she removed the carefully placed pins. Finally reaching the center Jamie trailed her fingers in the water that flowed in the fountain.

“And that’s a wrap!” Blaise yelled. “Fantastic job people! Jamie you were marvelous!” He kissed her cheek with a smile. “I can’t wait to develop the pictures.” Jamie smiled and sat down on the fountain wall. “Coming?”
“In a moment. It’s so peaceful in here,” she told him.

“Want me to wait for you?”

“No. Go ahead. I’ll be along shortly.” Blaise smiled and disappeared around the corner.

“You look breathtaking,” Draco told her suddenly appearing by her side.

“Thank you,” Jamie smiled. “You startled me.”

“That was not my intention,” he said gently pulling her to her feet. “Dance, my lady?”

“But there’s no music,” she replied. Soft music started to play. Draco swept her into his arms. The two swayed to the music. Draco noticed she fit perfectly in his arms.

‘Like she was made to be there,’ he mused. Draco tightened his hold and placed tiny little kisses along her throat. “I feel like I know you. Like we’ve known each other for many lifetimes,” he mused. Jamie opened her eyes and pulled out of his arms.

“You don’t know me. Not at all,” she croaked trying to hide the tears that suddenly sprang to the surface. She turned and picking up the train of her dress ran away. Confused Draco watched as yet again he was left standing alone.

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The four looked up as a crying Jamie ran into the pavilion.

“What did he do now?” Pansy growled.

“Let’s go talk to her,” Hermione offered heading for her upset friend.

“I’m going to go find Draco,” Blaise told them. Ron, red faced and fists curled started to go with him. “You wait here in case the girls need you,” he ordered the red head. “Safer for Draco that way.” Ron nodded in agreement. He wanted to rip the other man’s head off. Blaise took off in a fast walk.

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“What did I do now?” Draco wondered aloud.

“That’s what I’d like to know. What happened?” Blaise asked joining his friend.

“I’m not sure. We were dancing. I kissed her throat a few times…” Draco explained.

“That’s all?” Blaise questioned frowning.

“Yeah pretty much,” Draco shrugged.

“What did you say?” Blaise asked.

“I… I told her it felt like I’ve known her forever,” Draco turned to look at Blaise. “It does you know. When she was in my arms it felt like she was made for me.”

“She isn’t Draco. There are things about Jamie you don’t know and if you did you’d be angry.”

“Like what?” Draco demanded.

“Not for me to say.” Blaise turned and started to walk away. “Maybe you should just leave her alone.”

“What are you talking about?” Draco hissed. “What things?”

“Just leave things alone Draco.” Blaise walked out of sight.

‘But I can’t,’ Draco thought to himself. ‘And I don’t want to.’