Inferno | Draco Malfoy

030 | Late Night Ice Cream

Books from every genre are sorted categorically and alphabetically in the Malfoy Library.

The shelves are tall and it's a shame there is no stool or ladder to stand on to see the highest book of the stack.

I use my wand to flick a book off from the top. Good thing I have a clear vision to see what sort of stuff is out of my reach. The book that I picked out is a psychological thriller about a woman called Ms Wagner who raised her son to be a daughter. She makes him dress more girly, she even went as far as to have him castrated and he, like the naive boy he is, is genuinely convinced that he's a girl. I've gotten to the part where he meets an actual girl who looks identical to him.

My prediction is that the mum had two children (a son and a daughter), her former partner took custody of the daughter, she became crazy because she wanted the daughter and so, she turned her son into her daughter.

Or I'm completely wrong and this book is just incredibly messed up.

All I know is that this book surprised loads of witches and wizards and won an award for the most unexpected ending.

There's some furniture in the centre of the library and I lie down on my stomach, on the couch, flipping to the right page I was on.

The quietness was interrupted by a rattle at the door. I swear to God it better not be Malfoy because I will kick him out and Confringo his pale arse.

"Enjoying the library?"

Wrong Malfoy. At least this one is more mature.

"Very much so, it's wonderful." I'm not lying, mine is still better but it's not horrible.

Lucius walks down to me and I quickly prop myself up to sit like a normal person. He takes a seat on the armchair, observing a book on the coffee table before setting it down again.

"What are your ambitions for the future? Your brother will be taking over the land so, what about you?"

"I'm interested in potions and charms, so potentially a healer." I skip past a few words in my book.

Like I said before, I don't need to work but I would like to for my own entertainment. I'm not marrying or having children and I don't want house pets either, maybe a niffler for the outdoors. Obviously, I would grow bored of not having anything to do, thus, it would be better if I had a job.

"Excellent," He says, "Draco has an interest in potions as well."

In the nicest way possible Mr Malfoy, please stop bothering me. Please don't talk to me about your son and please let me continue reading.

"If you don't mind me asking Adria, do you plan to settle down and become a mother in the future?"

Excuse me? Don't laugh, just don't. I do mind you asking such an absurd question actually. Is my personal life that interesting? The only way I plan to settle down in the future is in my grave with the happy memories I've created with my nephews/ nieces and their children.

I put down my book. "Well, I haven't thought of that at such a young age."

"You have many suitors, do you have any idea who is appropriate?"

"That decision is made by an adult, Yes? I'm afraid I don't have enough experience to form an opinion."

I need to stop lying.

I've had more than enough experience with romantic offers and harassment. My good opinion is that all the men I've interacted with are unworthy and they will never be good enough for me. Sure, a lot of them are great men. Most honourable mentions are Devereaux and Theo (not Blaise because he's Daphne's).