Will You Love Me?

Argument in the Malfoy Household

-- At The Malfoy's Residence--

The Malfoys, i.e, Draco,Draco's father & Draco's mother, were eating dinner. It was silent until Draco's father spoke.

"Today, we met Draco's friend. Such a weird girl. She was wearing such short shorts. And her hair, it's as if she hasn't heard of shampoo ever. Wild. So wild" he said while glancing between his wife and son.

"There's nothing like that Mom" said Draco still looking at his plate which was almost cleared of the food.

"Do you know more than me? I'm telling you your friend has no future" his father asked, while his mother shook her head.

"Dad!......first of all she isn't my friend! And everyone's priorities are different!.........Not everyone wants to be a doctor in life" Draco said feeling a little annoyed. Suddenly his father chuckles.

"No one will take her even for a nurse" he said laughing.

Draco furrows his eyebrows "At least she's enjoying her life".

His father shakes his head and says "When she won't get a nice job and no money in future, then we'll see how much she'll enjoy. Then she'll regret later".

"I'm starting to regret right now" he said while pushing his plate, not hungry anymore.

"At least eat your food" his father says while looking at him with a raised eyebrow.

"Yes Draco, don't take your anger out on food" his mother said in a gentle tone, trying to lessen the tension in the air.

"No, I don't want to" he said with a pout.

His mother took his hand in her's before asking in a gentle tone, silencing her husband with a glare when he tried to interrupt her. "What happened sweetie?" 

"I'm tired mom! From my stupid life!.....That Hermione is going for vacations with her friends! I can't even give myself a leave on Sunday I have to study that hard! And you both just keep sitting on my head!" Draco busted out of frustration. By the end of  his statement he was breathing heavily!

Both his parents were watching him with parted lips. When Lucius finally came out of his trance he said:

"So you want a vacation?" making Draco scowl in irritation. He just decided that there is no cure for his parents and got out of his seat, the chair making squeaky noises against the marble floor, before running to his room.

And then there was frustrated scream heard throughout the house coming from a particular room. 

And if Draco ate a whole chocolate cake at midnight, while sitting on the kitchen counter with his blonde hair messy and all over the place while wearing his pajamas which had unicorns on them, all while murmuring how annoying his parents were and doing this all with a big pout on his face.........no one needed to know.

--At the Potter's Residence--

Harry sneaked inside, careful to not make any noises. He switched on the lamp, which finally gave light to the dark room. 

He placed his jacket on the couch before walking towards the table, looking for some snacks or leftovers. 

"The food is in the microwave/oven" 

Harry jumped and turned around, with his hands in a fist ready to punch, but let go of his defensive stance as he saw his father with a magazine in his hands.

"I have brought you treacle tart. It's in the fridge" he said, keeping his magazine down on the table beside him and turning towards him.

Harry chuckled and opened the fridge while asking "Why aren't you asleep".

"I was reading a magazine" he said, not looking in his son's eyes.

Harry just smirked "In the dark?" while turning on the lights. "Why are you lying?" he said while sitting down on the table, getting himself a plate and a fork.

"I'm lying?" James said before sitting in front of his son.

"Yes. You were waiting for me. You should sleep dad" Harry said while cutting the treacle tart.

"If I'll sleep in night how will I see you?" he said sarcastically. "You will be gone tomorrow to Hogsmeade"

"Yes so--" suddenly Harry stopped the fork halfway to his mouth, eyes widening before turning to look at his father with an innocent look.

"Hogsmeade?" he said looking clueless, but his father knew him better than that.

"And I'm the one lying?" James said while nodding his head "Very well".  and then pulled out a trekking advertisement pamphlet.

"So what is this?" he asked with a raised eyebrow. He started reading the pamphlet aloud before Harry snatched the pamphlet out of his hands.

"Why did you go in my room? What? Did you go inside to check if I did drugs or something?" Harry said, feeling pissed off.

"Don't shout Harry" a flat but firm, yet sleepy voice said. Which belonged to Harry's stepmom, Alisha, who woke up from the commotion happening in the house. 

"Hello stepmom" Harry said, not looking at her.

"You said that you would go not too far from house" Alisha said while pouring out some homemade juice in a glass for Harry.

"This juice is rubbish" Harry cut her off, trying to stop her from speaking ahead.

"But you're going to Hogsmeade" she continued as Harry placed back the glass.

"Climbing up mountains which are thousands of feet above sea or ground? Why do you have these weird habits? Of trying to face danger?" she completed while sitting beside James.

"It may be weird for you....it's not for me" Harry said smirking towards her.

"Harry....we don't have much money. Money is something you should know how to value of. You should save money. It would be useful for your own future" Alisha said cautiously.

"I'm going to this trip by my own money. I respect your fake concern very much, but you're not my mother" Harry said to Alisha, who just smiled sadly. Harry exhaled a long breath before picking up the pamphlet and saying

"So tomorrow morning, I'll be going to Hogmeade. And that's final" He says before lifting himself off the chair and walking out of the room towards his own.