I didn't choose this- (A DRAMIONE/BLINNY FANFIC)

10 - THE PLAN?

DRACO'S P.O.V

After Granger left McGonagall's office I turned around to face the new headmaster... or should I say headmistress.

"So Mr Malfoy may I hear your side of the story"

"Umm I can't really tell you that much, but you did get the notice about me and well my... condition a guess you could call it" I inquire

"Yes I did here about that. And what happened is related to that 'condition' as you call it?"

My answer was short, sweet and down to the point "Yes"

"Okay next question; why were you bleeding? I haven't heard any news from Poppy yet so if you don't tell me now I will find out from her eventually" She says leaning forward and placing her elbows upon her desk then clasping her hands together

Sighing I bow my head down before mumbling my answer "I was throwing up blood, Madam Pomfrey said that I had a torn blood vessel in my stomach, I told her that I've been feeling off for a while, I didn't want to tell her the truth in case she didn't know so I told her that I was kicked in the stomach"

"Mr Malfoy she does know what is wrong, did she tell you?"

I answered bluntly and truthfully "I'm dying, slowly, that is unless I find my mate"

"Well your birthday isn't until the start of June, why is it happening so quickly?" she asks suddenly a lot less stern and more worried.

"It starts happening around 12 months before your nineteenth birthday, so I have 10 months which sounds like a fare way away but if this keeps happening... I don't know what will happen"

"Mr Malfoy, do you know who your mate is?"

"I have an idea, but it's not that simple, she hates me, and she'll never want to be with me after everything I have done to her"

"May I know who it is? I could help you out with a few things, I am the Headmistress after all and I don't want one of my best students to die."

I mumble who it is, and kind of hoping she won't be able to hear what I said

"Ah well Mr Malfoy I suggest you to do is..."

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I step out of McGonagall's office thanking here again for the plan she had for me, 'Hopefully this will work.'

I slowly make my way to the new common room when I'm tackled into a hug by someone; I practically start chocking on the strong horrid smell that I think is the person's perfume. 'Wait I now that stench... no oh no please no'

"Drakie" the banshee squealed in my ear

'No, Merlin help me' I internally prayed

"Where have you been? I've been looking everywhere for you, Why are you going this way? The Slytherin common room is in the dungeons remember? Whose shirt are you wearing? Why do you smell like perfume? Who are you seeing behind my back!? What ar-"

"OH MY GOD PANSY SHUT UP" I scream at her interrupting her one-sided game of 20 questions "Okay firstly I am not your boyfriend, never have been and never will be your boyfriend, I am wearing my shirt and I smell like perfume 'cause I have been around Weaslette and Granger almost all day"

"But Draco, you will be my boyfriend, where soul mates and... and we belong together, I mean we both are in Slytherin, we're both purebloods and we're both Death Eaters"

"NO!! I am no Death Eater, I was forced to be one, I don't give two shits if we are both purebloods and that we are in the same fucking house I. Don't. Care. Okay? I don't care so just run along and find someone else to leach onto." I seethe at her, before continuing my way to the common room, I her sobbing behind me before foot steps run away.

"You know that wasn't a very nice thing to say to someone as intelligent and pretty as her" not only does the voice startle me but so does the comment.

"Oh come on Granger. Parkinson; intelligent? Pretty? Ha I don't think so"

"Yeah I guess you're right. An Apes ass in more intelligent and 'pretty' then she is" she says in her angelic voice

'Wait 'angelic voice' what the hell Draco?'

I turn to look in her direction, she out of the school uniform and in casual muggle colthes, with a red towel draped over her arm

"Where you going?" nodding my head toward the towel

"Oh im heading to the prefect bathroom"

"Why? Don't we have a bathroom in our knew common room or something"

"No, we do it's just I like the bath better, plus all we have is a shower"

'Wow Draco keep this up you are actually having a decent conversation with her, we might me getting somewhere' I tell myself.

"Fair enough, well I'll let you get to your bathing" I say with a smirk and a wink 'Am I flirting with Granger?'

"Oh I will Malfoy goodbye" she says with I little wave over her shoulder as she stuts towards the prefect bathrooms

'Okay maybe this will be easier then I thouth... she actually might forgive or at least start to tolerate me now'

Putting the thought to the back of my mind I continue my way to see my new common room.