My Book of One Shots

6 (Draco Malfoy - Lemon) Good Healer, Bad Reputation

I do not own any of the original stories nor the pictures/videos used, all credit goes to original owners.

This is a Draco Malfoy from Harry Potter LEMON, requested by PTVisMySaviour

Warning: contains very mature content.

Yey! The first lemon! Hope you enjoy.

~ Alexis ~

Third Person's P.O.V

A brunette enters a tattoo parlour on Main Street, warm brown eyes landing on the front desk as she passes the neon sign, her wand in her jeans pocket while her pleated hair sits on her left shoulder. A woman sits behind it, black vest top and jeans, colourful sleeves inked onto her skin, her hair short and bright pink with black streaks through it sticking up at all angles. Her nose, eyebrows and ears are pierced, and when she looks up from whatever she was writing, dark eye make-up decorating her lids, she pops her bright pink gum that she probably used for a colour sample for her hair.

"Let me guess." She said, leaning on the desk while looking the brunette up and down, popping her gum past her dark red lips again. "You want a cute little butterfly tattoo somewhere." She states more than asks, her greyish eyes holding a judgemental stare while the brunette raises an eyebrow. "Eh, no, I'm here to see Faye Mikals." She said, hands in her pockets while her thumbs hang out while the pink haired girl rolls her eyes. "Hey Faye, some chicks here to see you." She yells through the large doorless doorway into the studio, fixing one of her many bracelets that adorn her wrists.

"I don't have any appointments scheduled for this afternoon." A woman with long, straight black hair said walking through into the waiting room, brilliant blue eyes cast down onto the sketch she's currently working on. Her skin is smooth and perfect, not a blemish in sight, her dark lashes making her eyes pop beautifully, her left nostril pierced with a silver nose ring, having her scaffolding done in one ear while small tunnels in both, her body decorated in black and white tattoos with Vans shoes, ripped skinny jeans, a vest top and a blue and black kimono. "Psh, well thanks a lot, b!tch." The brunette said, turning her back to the desk to lean on it while crossing her arms over her chest, making Clair - the receptionist - look up with wide eyes to see Faye's reaction, only to see the skull tattoo on the back of the brunette's shoulders and back.

"Kelly!" Faye calls out, a smile coming over her face as she spots her friend by the desk, coming over. "Boo, fancy grabbing some lunch?" The brunette, Kelly, said with a smirk, one baseball boot on the floor while the second is leaning against the wooden desk behind her. "Sure, just be a sec." She said, disappearing to the back of the store again. "Where d'you want to go?" Kelly asks as they exit the store a few minutes later, both witches with their wands in their pockets. "I would kill for a McDonalds!" Faye said while her friend laughs, both heading for the fast food place that isn't even a ten minute walk away.

"So." Kelly said, slipping into the booth and setting her tray down across from Faye's while she tucks into her chicken nuggets. "How's your little blond friend doing?" She finishes teasingly while the black haired girl swipes at her. "Shut up." The young tattooist slash Obliviator for the Ministry grumbles, the writer chuckling. You see, the two girls attended Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the same year as a certain Draco Malfoy. Faye and he never really spoke even though they were in the same house, and after the defeat of Lord Voldemort, he went on to become an excellent healer - one that can even rival Madam Pomfrey - though not many trust him. And, not but a year ago, he saved Faye's life.

She'd been hit by a drunkard Muggle who'd decided it was a good idea to drive after a day at the pub, and she hadn't had enough time to draw her wand. Draco, who had taken a walk to clear his head due to the stress of people ridiculing him for being an ex-Death Eater, had seen this happen and jumped right on the scene, quickly appariting her to St. Murgo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries where he works. As she bled to death in front of him he worked frantically until he was tired to the bone but she was saved. They've kept in touch ever since and, though they'd never admit it, some feelings have sprouted up between the two.