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Don't Embrace the Past	By : AnasellaEmm Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female Views: 3065 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I�m a horrible, horrible person for taking so long with this. But the semester is almost over, so updates will be more frequent! Thank you so much for all the reviews, guys!! Thanks as well to the fabulous Koukla22 for all her help! The chapter title comes from the song, �Kiwi� by Maroon 5.

Chapter 6: Don�t Stop It Before It Begins
Draco opened his eyes to the canopy of his bed and groaned with his usual aversion to mornings. He cursed the sun that was streaming through the curtains and heating up the room.

A sudden beeping warned Draco that someone was calling him through the floo in the living room. He groaned again and got out of bed. He hated being awakened on a Saturday morning when he didn�t have work. He found a shirt he had tossed on the dresser and put it on, leaving his boxers to take care of his bottom portion.

As he walked through his living room, he rubbed at his eyes, maneuvering around the furniture as to not stub his toe on any pointy corners. That would definitely make his morning wonderful.

Blaise�s head was looking bored in the flames as Draco approached and sat down on the nearest chair to the fireplace.

�Morning, sunshine!� Blaise sang before laughing at Draco�s scowl.

�What do you want Zabini?� Draco asked as he rested his head on his hand.

�You, me, strip club, two hours,� Blaise said.

Draco narrowed his eyes. �You woke me up so that you could go to a strip club?� he practically growled.

Blaise laughed so hard he had to wipe at his eyes. �Ah, mate� I was kidding. I do love to tease you when you�re in your lovely morning mood.�

�You�re a real laugh-riot, Blaise,� Draco replied. �Now what did you really want?�

�I thought you�d like to know that I was at the office today finishing up some paperwork that I forgot about and I got an interesting owl. It seems that our contract with Dunvale Apothecary Inc. is set to expire this week.�

�Ok, tell one of the interns to renew the contract,� Draco said simply. �I don�t see why I had to be woken up to be told this.�

�If you�d let me finish�� Blaise said snidely. �The company is looking around for a new financier to handle their accounts in case there�s a better deal out there somewhere.�

Draco�s grogginess disappeared instantly. �They want a cheaper service?�

�Draco, we have to do something. Dunvale Apothecary is our biggest client. If we lose them, we lose almost half of our business,� Blaise said.

Draco ran a hand over his face. �Ok, let me get dressed and I�ll be at the office in a few minutes. We can discuss it more when I get there.�

Blaise nodded and his head disappeared from the flames, leaving Draco to grumble a string of choice curse words all the way back to his room.

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�Now, I�ve contacted their representative and they said that they would be happy to schedule a time to meet with us,� Blaise said as Draco looked through his files.

They were in Draco�s office, going over Dunvale Apothecary�s papers and records.

�I don�t see why they�re even thinking of switching to another financial company. We give them our best deal because they give us most of our business. No other company we work for gets their rates. Even Hogwarts pays a pretty penny.�

�You�d think because you�re doing the owner�s daughter, they�d stay with our company,� Blaise commented.

Draco shot Blaise a nasty look. �Shut up, Zabini.�

Blaise�s face contorted into a mask of shock. �Oh, Draco, don�t tell me you haven�t slept with her yet. It�s been a month!�

�It�s frankly none of your bloody business what I�ve done with Samira,� Draco said.

�Are you having problems rising to the occasion?� Blaise asked, a smirk skimming his lips.

�I�m going to fire you,� Draco said. �I swear to Hades, I�m going to fire you right now.�

Blaise laughed and shook his head. �So, you must still be going with that whole �I really like this bird and I don�t want to ruin anything by sleeping with her� route?�

�To get you off of my back, yes, that�s exactly what I�m doing,� Draco said with a huff.

�I forgot to ask you,� Blaise said. �About Samira� what happened at the dinner party that got her so upset?�

Draco put the papers he was looking at down and stared at Blaise. �I really don�t know,� he said.

�You haven�t talked to her?� Blaise asked as he flicked through the folders in front of him.

�Well, it was just last night, so I haven�t had much opportunity to talk to her,� Draco replied. �I was going to floo her tonight; see if she wanted to come over.�

�How serious are you about her?� Blaise asked.

�Why do you ask?�

�Well, she said she wasn�t planning on having any kids� you have to carry on the Malfoy line somehow and if you�re serious about her, then that might be a problem,� Blaise answered.

�I still haven�t talked to her about anything, so maybe when we talk we can figure all of this out,� Draco vaguely replied.

�You didn�t answer my question,� Blaise said.

Draco sighed and went back to blindly looking through the papers. �Yeah, I�m serious about her. If I wasn�t serious, would I go through a month of celibacy?�

Blaise laughed and nodded. �Then I wish you all the best in figuring all of this out. You two look good together.�

Draco smiled wanly and went back to the tedious work of seeing how they could convince their biggest client to stay on board.

Near noontime, Daphne knocked on Draco�s office door.

�Daphne, what are you doing here on a Saturday?� Draco asked, inviting her in.

�I had a few loose ends to tie up organizing your schedules this week, so I thought I�d get them finished today,� she replied, taking a seat next Blaise.

�Well, as you can see, we have a bit of an emergency,� Draco replied, taking a seat at his desk. �Dunvale Apothecary is thinking about leaving our services.�

�About that, I just got a floo from their company saying that they will meet with you this evening if it�s no problem. They said they know that it�s a bit unorthodox to meet on a Saturday, but they are busy all next week and wanted to get this settled as quickly as possible.�

Draco nodded. �What time will they meet with us?�

�Four in the afternoon,� Daphne replied, taking out her quill and pad of parchment. �You will be meeting with the owner and president, Robert Dunvale, and his second-in-command, Michael Dunvale, who also runs the charms division of the company.�

Draco stifled a groan. Great, he would be meeting with Samira�s father and brother. How peachy.

�I have set it up for you and Blaise to meet at their office headquarters,� Daphne finished, jotting things down on her handy pad of parchment.

�Thank you, Daphne,� Draco said. �Can I expect you there to take notes?�

Daphne nodded. �Am I being paid overtime?�

Draco smiled. He just loved his fellow Slytherins. �If we can keep their company, I�ll give you a bonus.�

Daphne gave him her best ten-watt grin. �Wonderful, I�ll start on the paperwork.�

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When four o� clock arrived, Draco, Blaise and Daphne found themselves in one of the meeting rooms at Dunvale Apothecary Inc. One of the secretaries had led them inside and told them that the senior and junior Misters Dunvale would be with them shortly.

Michael Dunvale and his father, Robert walked into the meeting room, carrying with them rolls of parchment and each smiling softly.

Robert Dunvale was a man who looked like he was in his mid-fifties, salt-and-pepper hair to match his salt-and-pepper goatee. Laugh lines surrounded his dark brown eyes and mouth. Samira had mentioned that her father was an Anglo man, from the town of Brighton.

�Mr. Malfoy, Mr. Zabini, thank you for coming on such short notice,� Robert extended his hand to the both of them.

�Mr. Dunvale, it�s nice to see you again,� Draco replied politely. �I know we�ve only met once in passing when we first signed our contract, but it is always a pleasure to see you.�

�I�m sure it is, son,� Robert replied, a sparkle gleaming in his eyes. �And please, call me Robert. You know my son, Michael.�

They all shook hands with Samira�s brother, who really looked so much like her.

Once seated, Robert Dunvale began speaking. �Now, this is quite a serious matter, since money is involved and I just want to tell you, Mr. Malfoy, that I have appreciated your prompt, precise, and wonderful services these past few years.�

It sounded like a horrible break-up speech.

�I know you�re a good businessman and your company is one of the most efficient I have ever worked with,� he continued. �Now, I have been in this business for over twenty years and I��

A loud knock at the door of the meeting room interrupted him. He exchanged a smile with his son and cleared his throat. �Come in,� he called out.

Samira opened the door to the meeting room and stood glaring at her father and brother.

Draco knew he was headed towards the deep end because every time she entered a room, funny things happened to his insides. What a sap.

�Excuse me for the interruption,� she said silkily, without really meaning it. �I wasn�t aware that there was an executives meeting.�

Michael hid a grin behind his hand while Robert stood up to offer his daughter a chair. �My deepest apologies, princess. I thought I left you a note.�

Samira lifted an eyebrow. �Nope, I didn�t receive any notes regarding a meeting with Dragon Elgin Enterprises. Is there any specific reason that I wasn�t informed?�

Robert patted her on the back and took his own seat again. �A slip of my memory. Now, back to what I was saying� Mr. Malfoy, I think it would be prudent if you explain to us why you want to keep our company�s business.�

Draco glanced at Samira, who looked promptly annoyed, but she gave him an encouraging smile when her eyes met his.

He went through his prepared speech that he and Blaise came up with that morning.

Samira watched as Draco stood up and presented his points in a very official manner, looking very professional in his business robes. She caught her father and brother watching her as Draco was speaking and she threw them both an exasperated stare.

�Furthermore, I know that Dragon Elgin Enterprises is ahead of all the other financiers in efficiency, product quality, and emergency budgetary assistance,� Draco concluded as he sat back down and folded his hands on top of the table.

Robert nodded his head slowly. �You make an extremely convincing argument, Mr. Malfoy.�

Michael cleared his throat and shared a glance with his father. �Draco, would you be so kind as to tell us why you give our company a special discount compared to all of your other clients?�

�It�s because you�re the largest company we work for. Hogwarts should be the first, but since the bulk of their accounts rest at Gringott�s, we let the goblins do half of their accounts,� Draco replied.

�It has nothing to do with the fact that you�re seeing my daughter?� Robert asked.

�Daddy!� Samira gasped. �I just knew you had an ulterior motive in all this. Draco, you do not have answer his question.�

Draco smiled. �It�s quite alright, Sami. In fact, the answer is no. I do believe you have been receiving the same price for our services since the day we signed our contract two years ago. I�ve only been seeing Samira for a month.�

�And what are your intentions with Samira?� Michael asked.

�Oh my god,� Samira groaned into her hands.

Blaise held his side as he stifled his laughter unsuccessfully.

Draco cleared his throat and rubbed at his forehead. �Um, well...�

�Michael, really, this is not appropriate business conversation,� Samira said.

�You are absolutely right, princess,� Robert exclaimed. �Draco, tomorrow night my wife is coming back from her trip to Albania and Hungary and we would love it if you�d join us for dinner.�

Samira gave Draco a look that clearly said the fiery pits of hell were a much better option than dining at her parent�s house.

�That sounds like a wonderful idea,� Draco replied, not one to insult his girlfriend�s father.

�Splendid,� Robert said. �Now, I believe we have a contract to renew.�

Daphne produced the contract and quills for Draco and Robert to sign.

Draco turned to Robert and cleared his throat. �You weren�t really planning to leave our company, were you?�

Robert and Michael smiled. �You�re a smart lad, Mr. Malfoy, and you�re correct. Dragon Elgin Enterprises is the best thing to happen to my company in years. I just thought that Samira would take ages for her to muster up the courage to bring you around so we could meet you.�

Draco smiled at Samira who rolled her eyes. �I look forward to that dinner tomorrow night.�

�As do we,� Robert said jovially. �Now, I believe I have some paperwork to catch up on. If you�ll all excuse me.�

They watched him go and soon everyone dispersed, Blaise smirking and chuckling with Daphne. Draco mused about how close those two seemed to be getting. His matchmaking skills were shit� well, mostly nonexistent, but he would sit back and watch to see if Daphne would finally be the one to reign Blaise in.

Michael left the room after being scolded by Samira about his scheming ways, laughing all the while.

Draco leaned back in his chair as Samira watched the door close behind everybody, leaving the two of them in an empty meeting room. She turned to face him and smiled softly.

�You have no idea what you�re up against come tomorrow,� Samira sighed.

�I do believe we�ve had a similar conversation about dinner at my parent�s house. Just like you said, they can�t be that bad,� Draco spoke, itching to jump over the table and kiss her Cupid�s-bow lips.

�Yes, well my mother is a practicing Gypsy, along with my maternal grandmother who lives with my parents. They�ll probably try and cast a sharajah on you the minute you walk in the door.�

�What on earth is that?� Draco asked, a weary smile on his face.

�It�s an ancient, earth magic where they sprinkle you with elm dust, salt from the Caspian Sea, and a mixture of cinnamon and myrrh. If you don�t sneeze, then you�re a respectable person and one that they will admire. If you sneeze, then you have evil spirits surrounding you and you are not to be trusted.�

Draco didn�t know whether to laugh or� well, he didn�t know what else to do. �You�re kidding, right?�

�My first boyfriend sneezed and they gave him the evil eye until he left the house and broke up with me the next day,� Samira said. She looked dead serious. �Turns out that a year later, he was arrested for robbery of an Auror�s house and money laundering.�

�So this sha--- thing is real?�

�Romani magic is as real as it gets. It predates modern magic and is very rarely used because muggles still persecute them. That�s why Gypsies try and assimilate to the Wizarding world and practice under the guise of wizard magic.�

Draco nodded. �What if I sneeze?�

Samira smiled and stood up, walking over to where he sat. She sat in the chair next to his and picked up his hand. He thought she was going to kiss it, but instead, she blew on his palm and examined it closely.

�The Gypsies have been reading palms for centuries. But not the way that muggle charlatans read them. You see this line that curves down to your wrist?�

Draco looked at his palm that she was holding and nodded. �This line is your fortune line and it is very prominent.�

�Fortune, as in money?�

�I�m not sure,� Samira smiled. �All I know is that my mum used to tell my brother that every time she read his palm.�

�You little sneak. You don�t know how to read palms,� Draco laughed.

�You�re right, I was just looking for an excuse to touch you and to tell you that there is no need for you to worry about sneezing tomorrow. I think you�re the most respectable person in the world.�

Draco grabbed her hands and pulled her into his lap. Her eyes shined with excitement and amusement. �Tell me, Sami� how would you like to spend the rest of the day with me?�

Samira leaned down and kissed his lips softly. �I�d love to.�

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�So, I ended up as a ferret,� Draco groaned as Samira wiped away her tears of laughter. �And that�s my most embarrassing moment.�

�You poor baby,� Samira laughed. �Oh, goodness� I would have paid good money to see that.�

Draco smiled over at her as they sat in his living room, talking. They had left the office and ordered take-away from a muggle place across the street and retired to his penthouse, eating and talking about everything and... everything.

�If it makes you feel any better, Draco, I�ve always wanted a pet ferret,� she giggled.

�Ok, new topic,� Draco said in mock frustration.

�Fine,� Samira said as she rested her head on his lap and tried not to moan as his fingers ran through her hair. �You can pick the topic.�

�Um, ok, tell me about what it was like to grow up with a sibling. I�ve always been curious,� Draco said.

Samira smiled and tried not to think about how close Draco�s goodies were to her head. His smirk told her he was thinking the same thing.

His fingers tangled in her waves of dark hair and as he wrestled his family ring out of her hair, she started speaking.

�Well, Michael is three years older than me, so we�re pretty close. He was the typical big brother: teasing me, picking on me, but always protecting and looking out for me.�

�He still seems to do that,� Draco mentioned.

�Oh, yes, especially when it comes to the men who date me,� Samira said.

�Sate my curiosity and tell me how many men,� Draco asked, curling his finger around a stray lock of her hair.

�Is that jealousy I suspect?� Samira asked with a coy smile.

�Malfoys don�t get jealous,� Draco replied with a smirk. �But if they did, maybe I would be.�

Samira laughed and grabbed the hand that wasn�t playing in her hair and brought it to her lips. �Well, there isn�t much to be jealous of. I had two boyfriends at Beauxbatons one of which lasted until after graduation. And that�s it. I haven�t had much luck in the dating department.�

�Really? Just two? But� but� you�re wonderful,� Draco said incredulously. �What�s wrong with those French boys?�

Samira felt heat rush to her cheeks. �You�re too sweet, Draco,� Samira smiled.

He shook his head. �Well, it doesn�t matter because you�re with me now and I won�t be letting you out of my sight any time soon.�

Samira had to resist the urge to swoon like an idiot. �Ok, Draco your turn. How many girls am I up against?�

Draco picked up two strands of her hair and tried braiding them, but ended up making a knot. �Uh, well I had two girlfriends while I was at Hogwarts and then three after I graduated.�

�Five? You player, you,� she teased him.

�I�m nothing compared to Blaise,� Draco laughed.

�Yeah? How many for Blaise, then?� Samira asked.

�Fourteen during Hogwarts and he�s lost count since graduation,� Draco recalled.

Samira gasped and laughed. �Did you two ever date the same girl?�

�Actually, yes. Blaise dated Carmella Cartwright in our fifth year and then I dated her after we graduated. If you�re going to be dating the girls from the school you went to, you don�t really have plenty of options,� Draco mentioned.

�Were any of them serious?� Samira asked curiously.

Draco thought for a moment. �I don�t think so. The two at school were definitely not serious and then the three after were mostly girls my mum set me up with,� he said. �And you?�

Samira stayed quiet for a moment. �My first boyfriend, Jean Luc, the one my mother and grandmother scared away, he wasn�t very serious. My second boyfriend, Sebastien, um, we were pretty serious. I started dating him at Beauxbatons and even after we graduated.�

�How serious were you with Sebastien?� Draco asked, caressing her cheek with his thumb.

�We lived together for awhile,� she said uncomfortably.

�I take it that the break-up was shitty?� he asked.

Samira nodded. �The shittiest.�

�Well, no offense, but he was an idiot for letting you get away. But his loss is my gain so I�m not really complaining,� he replied.

Samira smiled and sat up, leaving Draco�s lap and cuddling into his side. �Why are you so good to me?�

He laughed as he kissed the top of her hair, which was mussed from his fingers. �Because you�re the best thing to ever happen to me, Sami.�

Samira withheld a gushy sigh and cuddled even closer to his body heat. Her eyelids started to droop as Draco rubbed her back and leaned his head on hers.

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Samira awoke with a slight ache in her neck. She hugged her pillow tighter, but after a few seconds of consciousness, she realized her pillow had arms and was harder than usual. She opened her eyes to find Draco sleeping beside her on the couch in his living room.

She rubbed her eyes free from sleep debris and tried to wriggle out of Draco�s grasp, but he tightened his hold on her involuntarily. She grinned at his unconscious protectiveness and rested her head on his shoulder.

The clock on the wall read that it was almost noon. Samira and Draco had spent all night talking and she must have fallen asleep. She turned her head to look at him, something that lines of girls would probably pay to do.

As he slept, his face lay beneath a mask of serenity and peace. His eyebrow wasn�t raised in its usual sarcastic manner and his lips weren�t contorted into a smirk or a smug grin.

Her eyes raked over his Patrician features, the features of European royalty� ancient Roman statues thrived to achieve the look that Draco had been born with. His bright blond hair was riddled with bed-head� or couch-head in that instant. He kept it cut short, but long enough that a girl could run her fingers through it if she chose to.

His eyes twitched in the typical stage of rapid eye movement that meant he was returning to the world of the living. His eyelids fluttered open and he turned his head to find Samira watching him.

�You�re still here,� he said in that gravelly morning voice, sending desirous tremors up her spine.

�I tried to get up, but you wouldn�t let go,� she smiled. �Good morning, by the way.�

�Morning,� he mumbled as he closed his eyes again.

�I�m guessing you�re not a morning person,� she whispered.

He shook his head, his eyes still closed. �Don�t tell me you�re a morning person.�

Samira laughed quietly. �I�m not a morning person, but it�s noon� so I think my body knows that it�s the afternoon.�

He smiled and opened his eyes again. �Shit, we have dinner at your parent�s house tonight, don�t we?�

�Unfortunately,� Samira sighed.

�It�s going to be at six o� clock?� Draco asked, helping Samira up and stretching out his neck and back.

�Yep. Which means I should get home and shower and dressed and I�ll be back here at five-thirty,� Samira said hurriedly.

Draco smiled at her rambling tendency. �Are you nervous, Sami?�

She bit her lower lip as she pulled her hair into a hair-tie, since it was still mussed from the night before. �Draco, my family is� different. They�re loud, outspoken, honest. If they have an opinion, you sure as hell will know it. My mother and grandmother are seriously not a force to be reckoned with and my father will question you until he knows everything he wants to know about you.�

Draco laughed and brought Samira into his arms. �They seem fun. I love them already.�

Samira groaned into his chest and wrapped her arms around his waist. �I can only warn you so many times.�

�Everything will be fine. Now let me just change clothes and I�ll walk you back to your place,� he said.

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Draco was just buttoning his final button on his dark green dress shirt (his favorite) when he heard the knock at the door. He wiped his khakis free of any dust and left his bedroom to answer the door.

Samira stood on the other side looking nervous and wearing a dark green summer dress that hugged her body and flowed towards her knees in ruffled waves.

�Look at that, we match!� Samira grinned when he opened the door.

Draco swallowed the lump in his throat and blinked before realizing that she had said something. Her smooth caramel skin had distracted him. She always looked so beautiful, but she just radiated sensuality at that moment. The Slytherin color of her dress wasn�t bad either.

�You always seem to amaze me with how handsome you can be,� Samira laughed.

Draco reached out and held her face in his hands before crushing his lips to hers. A month of pent-up sexual frustration in her presence was making itself known using his mouth. Tongues, lips and breath mingled together as Samira wrapped her arms around his neck and buried her fingers into his hair, returning the kiss with fervor.

He pulled back, breathing heavily, matching Samira�s breath tempo. She licked her lips and looked up at him with dilated pupils and wide eyes. Her irises were so dark, so mysterious, so uninhibited at that moment.

Her hand cupped his cheek and she brought her lips to his again, kissing him softly, more tenderly than the previous kiss. She rubbed her body against his, clearly in charge this time. Not that he had a problem with it.

She pulled away with reluctance and ran her index finger across his lips, outlining them with her nail. He looked into her eyes and saw the most passionate and raw desire he had ever seen.

�Are you trying to make us late?� she asked with one of her sculpted eyebrows raised.

�I wasn�t doing anything,� Draco smirked. �I just kissed you hello.�

�That was not a kiss hello. That was a kiss �let�s go ravish each other until we can�t walk,�� Samira replied with a husky laugh. Her libido still hadn�t settled.

�You�re just so gorgeous, Sam,� he whispered as he kissed her cheek.

Samira turned his head with her fingers and kissed his lips. �This isn�t over,� she whispered against his lips. �Now let�s focus on the mortification of meeting my family and when that�s over, we can pick up where we left off.�

Draco�s eyes slightly widened. He smiled against her lips and kissed her one last time before grabbing his cloak and wand and leaving his flat with the girl he was sure was gradually stealing his heart.
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