The Tribrid Slytherin (Draco Malfoy)

Intoxicated

"So...Purity," then came a snort.

"Oh shut your trap Kol."

"What?" he shrugged. "It's not my fault Nik is creative with names."

The blonde vampire glared.

"Would you-"

"Actually-" I cut in, clearing my throat, "-I was named after my great aunt." They studied me skeptically.

"From my mum's side." I clarified. "It's a common name amongst old wizarding families."

Rebekah tilted her freckled head to the side and her features crinkled in a confused manner. "A what?"

"Shush Bex," he waved his hand in front of her face, which she then swatted. "Ah yes, the Bennett witches. What a lovely line of women I despise." he grimaced.

"That's not what you said in 1045 when you were sozzled off of mullein and telling Nik about Ayana Bennett's 'swell bum'" she snorted.

His eyes widened and his mouth hung open. "How do you know about that?" he clenched his fist. She rolled her eyes and began flipping through a baker's magazine. "Oh please, Klaus practically told the whole village."

He slumped down in a chair and looked down for a moment, possibly recollecting himself and letting the red flush of his cheeks fade. He breathed a heavy breath and sat up; his expression was impassive. "Well it doesn't matter, does it? I wasn't lying."

She choked on her wine, "My god Kol, she was like 20 years older than you."

"And? I'm about what, 1000 now? I sort of lost count after the first dozen times I was daggered." he tapped his finger on the arm of the chair. His eyes landed on me, "By your dear old daddy, Purity." he sniggered.

"Oh yes, Elijah told me all about that." I fidgeted with my wand in my coat pocket. "If I'm being honest, I'm not surprised. My father has always had a bit of a temper."

"And exactly how long have you been speaking with Elijah?" Rebekah asked.

"Several months."

Kol scoffs into his hand and Rebekah's eyes harden, almost offensively. I overt my eyes to a stack of letters piled on top of an antique bureau. "So not only one but two of our brothers have known about you and not even bothered to mention it." she twirled a strand of blonde between her fingers.

"Am I the only one surprised that Nik got with a Bennett witch? Hah!" Kol chuckled, "I thought he despised that whole bloodline."

"You know I don't think Nik ever really hated that bitch Bonnie. He tolerated her." Rebekah scrunched her nose slightly as the name passed her tongue.

"Klaus convinced himself to spare anyone who had ties with that Forbes girl." Kol rolled his eyes.

"Oh yes, Caroline. I forgot about her-"

"Who's Caroline?" I interrupt, drawing the siblings' attention back onto me.

"One of Klaus' great failing love stories," Kol spoke loudly. I stare with a blank expression. He notices my confusion and continues, "You've never heard that fairytale?"

"Oh, here we go..." Rebekah rolled her eyes.

"-Once upon a time there was a man. A bitter, lonely, dagger-wielding man who met a girl with blonde curls and an annoying, preppy attitude. He fell in love while she was off partying with one of his little hybrid bitches. Long story short, he threatened to kill said puppy-vamp-wanker and she rejected him." he chuckled, "They ended up screwing so he'd finally leave her alone-"