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The interviewer- a Dramione fanfic

chapter three!

December 3, 2005

Draco’s house 

Draco awoke and looked outside his window. It had snowed… a lot. 

He made his way downstairs for breakfast and found that Blaise was there.

“What the heck are you doing here?” He asked.

“Well, it’s ten o’clock so, I was expecting you to be up.”

“It’s Saturday.”

“Whatever. I wanted to talk to you about the gala.”

“Gala?”

“The one you plan every year for Christmas?”

“Oh! Right, the gala!”

“Yeah.”

“What do you want to talk about?”

“Just normal planning stuff like decorations, invitations, guests, food, location, that kind of stuff.”

“Ok. Let me get some breakfast and then we can talk about it.”

Hermione’s house 

Hermione was sat down in her living room with Ginny having a ‘girl talk’.

“Hermione, he kissed me!”

“Honey, you’ve said that several times. Plus, he’s kissed you before.”

“I know but he hasn’t in forever since he’s been off at auror training.”

“And you didn’t think he would?”

“Well… I was worried he might have, you know, moved on.”

“WHAT? C’mon Gin, you know he’s head over heels for you.”

“Yeah, I guess…. But that’s enough about me, what about you? Any guys caught your attention yet?”

“No. But I can’t stop thinking about… oh, never mind.”

“No, tell me. Who is it?”

“Well, don’t tell Harry.”

“Ok.”

“It’s… Draco Malfoy.” She whispered the last part.

“What? Really? No way!”

“Yeah. I feel so dumb.”

“Don’t. He’s hot.”

“Ginny! You’ve got a boyfriend!”

“I know. Harry’s Burning. Not hot.”

“Oh, right.”

“Now. When did it start?”

“That day I had the interview.”

“Ooh! Did he say anything, I don’t know, cute?”

“He told me I looked hot in green.”

“No way!”

“Yeah.”

“Ok, well, you’ve got to figure out a way to see him again!”

“No! That would be terrible!”

“Why?”

“I don’t want him to KNOW I like him.”

“He doesn’t have to.”

“But he will. Did Harry tell you about Ligilimency* and Occlumency*?”

“Yeah. Why?” 

“Well, Draco can do both. And he’s good.”

“How do you know?”

“Well, he used Ligilimency and found out I was nervous.”

“Ohh. That must’ve been embarrassing.”

“It was.”

“What about Occlumency? How do you know he used that?”

“Well, when I was trying to use Ligilimency to  make sure he was telling the truth about his answers, he had his mind completely blocked off.”

“Wow. He must be really good.”

“He is.”

*Ligilimency is the act of magically navigating through the many layers of a person's mind and correctly interpreting one's findings.

*Occlumency is the act of magically closing the mind against intrusion by Legilimency.

Draco’s house 

“Ok. So far, we have decorations (Gold, red, and green winter wonderland), food (Normal party food), location (a new, fancy, party venue), and when (December 23, a Friday, so it leads into Saturday, Christmas Eve!).”

Blaise said proudly.

“You sure we can’t just have it Saturday?” Draco complained.

“Yes. People will want to spend time with their families and loved ones.”

“Ugh. Fine.”

“Oh come on mate. I’m sure you do too.”

“My family isn’t really… accessible.”

“Why? Yeah your father’s dead, but what about your mother?”

“I haven’t talked to her since father’s funeral and I doubt she wants to.”

“Ok then, what about loved ones?”

Draco just glared at him.

“Hey, maybe find you a girlfriend! Maybe then you won’t be so… miserable.”

“I’m not interested in some gold digger…. And I’m not miserable.”

“I never said a gold digger.”

“That’s all any girl that would dream of dating me is.”

“I don’t think so. What about… your receptionist? Mabel is it?”

“Oh, definitely not!”

“I thought she was cute.”

“Then you try to go after her. She’s not my type.”

“Ok. I think I will.”

“Wait, really?”

“Yeah.”

“I don’t think she’s going to like you.”

“Wanna bet?”

“Sure. Ten galleons.”

“Ok. I’ll do the same.”

“Fine, but you better have it ready. You have till the party.”

“Ok.”

They shook and talked for a little while longer until Blaise had to go.

Hermione’s house

Ginny couldn’t get over that fact that Hermione liked Draco Malfoy. Every time she tried to change the subject, there was a way Draco fit perfectly into it.

“Ginny! Can we PLEASE talk about something else?”

“What else is there?”

“Uhhh. Are you having a Christmas party?”

“Oh! Yeah, me and Harry have been planing it all week!”

“What’s your theme?”

“You’ll have to wait until you get your invitation! Oh, but here’s a secret, it’s not Christmas week!”

“Really? Oh thank goodness! There’s always so many. I always have to skip some!”

“Yeah, that’s why Harry and I did that!”

“Clever.”

“Are you having any parties?”

“No. I’ll just attend them.”

“Ok!”

“You hungry?”

“Yeah.”

“What do you want? I can get Chinese.”

“Ooh! Ok.”

“Great. I’ll go order it and I’ll be right back.”

“K.” 

While Ginny waited, she got up and went through the bookshelf.

“What’re you doing?” Hermione asked when she came back.”

“Oh, just seeing what you’ve got.”

“Mm, that shelve is all Hogwarts stuff.”

“I noticed, I love looking through the yearbooks.”

“Really?”

“Yeah. It helps me remember to write to my friends.”

“Oh, well, I just keep them around in case I ever need it.”

“Ooh look! You had the highest grades in so many things!”

Hermione giggled. 

“Well, they don’t call me brightest witch of her age for nothing!”

“I guess not.”

“Anyway, the food will be here soon so-“

“Wait…guess who else had the highest grades?”

“Who?”

“Malfoy! See? Y’all are perfect for each other!”

“Ginny!”

“Sorry! I couldn’t help it!”

“That’s ok. Let’s go wash up for lunch.”

Draco’s house

“Ok. Who do you want to invite?”

“Hmm. All of the Slytherins, my employees, Granger, and a few others.”

“Granger?”

“Yeah. She signed the papers to ‘Ministry approve’ it.”

“So?”

“That’s a big deal.”

“She’ll hate it! You’re inviting mostly Slytherins.”

“And I should care…why?”

“You could at least invite one of her friends.”

“Why do you care so much?”

“Cause, I used to fancy her.”

“Notice the words, used to.”

“I still care. How about the weaslet?”

“You fancied her too.”

“And?”

“Whatever. I’ll need a reason though.”

“Uh, I don’t know.”

“Where does she work?”

“I think she’s a Daily Prophet writer.”

“Ok then, I have a plan.”

“Uh oh.”

Hermione’s house

“Well, I’ve got to go.”

“Alright.”

“Thanks for lunch, bye!”

“Bye!”

Ginny left and Hermione got up and cleaned the house. 

Knock knock knock

Hermione went to answer the door and found…Ron.

“Hey!”

“You complete arse Ronald Weasley! You show up here after weeks, and all you say is hey?”

“I’m sorry!”

“You think It’ll be alright if you sorry me?”

“What else do you want me to say?”

“Oh, I don’t know! Rack your brains, Ron, that should only take a couple of seconds.”

“Fine then, I’ll just go.”

“Oh no you won’t! You’re going to tell me why you’re here!”

“I just wanted to ask if we could be friends! Clearly you want nothing to do with me though!”

“No. No I don’t. But we can still be…distant, VERY distant, friends.”

“Really?”

“I guess.”

Ron held his arms open for a hug.

“No way.”

“Oh, ok. Can I come inside?”

“Eh, no. You can leave. I have stuff to do.”

“Oh. Well, bye then!”

“Mmm hmm.”

She shut the door on him and sighed. She hated him.

That was chapter three! Stay tuned to my page for more!

He did!

He’s so cool

Siblings or dating?

Hmmmm.

Ron… I can’t tell you how much I want to punch you right now.