Damaged (A Draco Malfoy FanFiction)

9- (Goblet Of Fire) The Dark Mark.

The Malfoy's Summer Ball was cancelled due to the World Quidditch Match and to say I was filled with a sense of dread was an understatement. The air around the Manor had changed dramatically in the following week, the adults were more secretive and Malfoy and I were left to our own devices, and no matter how much we tried to listen in on the conversation Lucius never failed to cast silencing charms whenever he knew we were around. It was rather frustrating for us both, we were just as involved as them.

Elena continuously hovered around me but she didn't make another attempt to talk to me, Narcissa became my saving grace, she always seemed to pull Elena away whenever she noticed I started to get irritated by it. Of course, Malfoy stuck with me every day still trying to make me laugh at least twice a day, even Lucius had picked up on his sons' attempts to make me laugh and soon joined in himself. It still baffles me to see how Lucius was around family, after how Severus had described him and all the stories he had told me about him I wasn't expecting this kind of man.

"Morrigan" I jumped slightly and dropped the shirt I was holding, I looked over my shoulder and saw Malfoy standing in my open doorway, my throat locked when I saw what he was wearing. His blonde hair was styled neatly and he was in an all-black suit which made him look more mature, my eyes fell on his face and I saw the smirk on his face, I rolled my eyes and turned back to the wardrobe quickly. "Like what you see?"

"You look nice, that's all" I replied shrugging my shoulders, and I grabbed a pair of black trousers and a long-sleeve white shirt and after debating for a few seconds I decided to grab a black leather jacket. "Reckon I'll get in trouble for wearing this?"

"Not at all" Malfoy replied instantly and I raised an eyebrow at him, "My parents love you, you could commit murder and they'd help you hide the body"

"I'll keep that in mind," I said with a smirk, "Give me a second" I quickly shut myself in my bathroom and got changed into the outfit I had selected, I went back into my bedroom pulling a brush through my hair, I could Malfoy's eyes on me as I walked across my room to get my shoes and I smiled to myself. "Like what you see?" I asked with a raised eyebrow and my smile widened when I saw his cheeks flush a little bit.

"You look nice, that's all" Malfoy echoed my earlier words and I resisted the urge to roll my eyes.

"Touche" I replied and stood up after lacing up my shoes, "We good to go?"

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When we finally got to watch the game I was exhausted and I was irritated, my irritation quickly grew into annoyance when I saw the unmistakable red hair of the Weasley clan, plus Potter and Granger. "Oh come on!" I said under my breath and Malfoy chuckled, "This is just taking the piss now" I added.

"Ah, Fudge," said Lucius, holding out his hand as he reached the Minister of Magic. "How are you? I don't think you've met my wife, Narcissa? Or our son, Draco? Also his friend Adria Morrigan?" I nodded my head in greeting while keeping my jaw clenched to stop me from saying something. I watched as Fudge mentioned Arthur Weasley.

"Good lord, Arthur," Lucius said softly. "What did you have to sell to get seats in the Top Box? Surely your house wouldn't have fetched this much?"

Fudge, who wasn't listening, said, "Lucius has just given a very generous contribution to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries, Arthur. He's here as my guest."

"How — how nice," said Mr Weasley, with a very strained smile and I laughed softly into my hand and Malfoy had a mild look of amusement on his face. Malfoy had told me the last time Arthur Weasley had faced Lucius was at Flourish and Blotts in our second year and a fight broke out. Without any more words spoken we moved away from the Weasleys and took our seats.