Glorified Gadgets

Grinding Her Gears

Thump! "Wake up ya bloody wanker," a voice yelled at Draco. He immediately assumed the owner of that voice was the same person who threw a tennis ball at his head.

"What do you want, Pansy," Draco asked. He was still half asleep.

"Veronica is at the door waiting for you," Pansy told Draco in a very annoyed tone,"She'll wake up the entire goddamn complex if you don't get up!"

Draco cursed under his breath, rubbed his face, and got up out of his bed. "I'll see what she wants."

Draco walked over to the front door of the apartment that he, Pansy, and Blaise shared. Technically, it was only Draco and Blaise's, but ever since Pansy and Blaise started dating they could only have been separated when Blaise had to do his Deatheater duties. While Blaise was dragging Pansy back into their room, Draco was met face-to-face with a very angry looking Veronica Steamwell. Her black eyes were burning with anger, her milky skin receiving a light pink color that could only be produced by true anger, her raven hair was frizzy and mussed, and her blood red lips were just itching to speak. Draco loved it when she would get like this because she would become the only person that would defy him these days.

"Where were you," Veronica furiously asked. Anyone could tell that she was trying hard not to scream as loud as she possibly could.

"In my bed, sleeping. Where were you," Draco retorted.

"Oh! I don't know, the raid you were supposed to lead! I mean, I don't mind leading a raid, but goddamnit show up when you need to," Veronica huffed. She started to get less and less angry. Veronica had a habit of not staying mad for long, unlike Draco who had a reputation of holding grudges for a very, very long time.

"Oh, was that tonight. Damn!  Guess I'll just have to wait for the next one," Draco stated sarcastically. Veronica was one of the very few people that Draco let go of his cold exterior when he was around them.

"Jesus Christ! Just show up for the next one, OK," Veronica begged. Draco smirked at her as she turned to leave.

"Do you need a place to sleep tonight? I'll make eggs benedict in the morning," Draco smiled. Veronica turned back around and smirked.

"Ok, I'll spend the night, but don't you dare touch my fucking food," Veronica said as she waltzed inside the apartment. Then, she fell asleep on the couch and Draco went back to his bed.