A Malfoy Marriage

3: "... Magnificent Malfoy..."

*Anstasia*

I was roused from my sleep at a sound somewhere else in the house but I was nowhere near properly awake. I can tell I'm cuddled into the side of someone else's body, being relatively aware of how drunk I got yesterday, I assume it's just one of my friends, perhaps Blaise or Ginny. I realize I'm on the floor, but I decided I was far to tired to care or go and find a bed. So, I simply threw my leg over the person and splayed over them while nuzzling my head further into their neck, and I fall back into a peaceful sleep.

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The next time woke up I'm instantly hit with blinding light, realizing it's well into the morning and that I'm thoroughly hungover. I blink multiple time to adjust to the light, and once I'm mostly awake I actually look up from the chest I've been sleeping on. I expected it to be Ginny or Blaise, as it has been in my past states of inebriation, but was horrified to discover that I've spent my whole night clinging on to none other than Draco Malfoy. While I'm throughly confused how this could possibly happen, I decided it would be in my best interest to actually get away from the slumbering man and avoid any sort of confrontation until I was in a proper mental state. So, after assessing my location, and realizing I was still in Blaise's living room, I carefully disentangled my limbs from Malfoy's and went of to look for my, at the moment, terrible friend.

It took me about five minutes of dozy searching to find the person who was going to be the subject of my latest interrogation. He was sitting on a barstool with his elbows propped up on the kitchen island, with a cup of coffee in his hands. When he noticed me walk in grumbling and rubbing my face up and down with my hand he sported an amused smirk. Which only widened as he asked "Good Night's Sleep?"

For his smart comment he earned a glare and a harsh reply "How did I end up cuddling with him?"

"Well, at first we were all still sitting in a circle from the game and you were clinging onto Red like she was your mum. Around midnight though she got up to leave and Luna said she'd walk her out which meant Theo followed her like damn lost puppy. So, I was going to ask if you wanted me to walk you up to one of the spare bedrooms, but you kind of just grabbed poor Draco's arm and made him lay down the ground with you, and you kind of just dozed off before I could ask you."

"Ughhhh. I. Am. So. Stupid. Especially when I'm drunk. Although, I wonder why he let me." Blaise just shrugged and gave me a cup of coffee and a hangover potion. After drinking them both, I asked where both Luna and Theo were and I found out they went off to shag in one of the rooms and I assumed that must've been the sound that had roused much from me my sleep the first time. So looks like Theo got what he wanted in the end.

Though I had wanted to sit around and contemplate my drunken antics I was running quite late, and still had to go home and get ready for work. I would also have to shower because I was too knackered to function last night and didn't get in my nightly shower.

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*Draco*

I woke up to the sound of the Floo going off in the corridor. As soon as I opened my eyes I saw Blaise walking into the room with playful grin, and just as I was about to ask him what had him in such a mood, the events of last night flooded my brain. She had gotten mad at dinner, stormed out, and went to Blaise's place . This is where we were reacquainted for the night and it had been tense, but then she'd gotten pissed and decided to cuddle with me and fall asleep, and I let her. Now, she was gone and I had no idea where. Talk about mixed signals.

Turning back towards Blaise's bemused expression I asked "Where is she? Did she at least tell you why she decided to sleep with me?"

Blaise let out a full bellied chuckle and then said "She had to go home and get ready for work while dealing with her mothers interrogation. As for why she 'slept' with you, it's a drunken habit of hers. She has done it with Potterette and me before. Also, you needn't worry when she realized it was you she seemed just as mortified as you did last night."

"She looked mortified?" I spluttered

"Well that's a bit of an exaggeration, but why do you care anyway?"

"I don't care I was just wondering"

"Hmm? Okay then." Blaise said with a look as though he'd uncovered some secret.

"I really don't." I insisted not revealing that it was the best sleep I've had in the past four years after the war, or that I felt an odd sense of protectiveness over the small woman that was clinging onto me all of last night. It was probably just the fact that it was the only act of affection I've received from someone other than my mother in years. Yes, that was definitely it.

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*Anastasia

As soon as I arrived in the Floo, I was bombarded by none other my overbearing mother and her shrill voice "Where were you?" she exclaimed.

"Don't worry mum I was at Blaise's house." I said. Realizing  I was going to get scolded for my 'unladylike' behavior I continued "Before you can rant about how improper it was last for me to spend the night at Blaise's when I have a betrothed, you should know that Magnificent Malfoy himself was also there for the entirety of the night. So, you can think of at as a jolly outing. Now, if you don't mind I have to be at work in about twenty minutes and still have to shower and get dressed."

My mother tried calling out my name to tell me something, but I decided if it was important enough my mother would find a way to get the information to me. So I showered and got ready in a well fitted black dress that hit just below my knees and had straps rather than sleeves. So, as a measure of modesty and professionalism I wrapped my upper arms in a cashmere shawl and pinned it from moving with a silver bedazzled brooch. I put on small diamond studs and a simple diamond tennis bracelet to compliment the brooch. Pleased with my outfit I threw my hair into a simple but polished chignon and charmed my natural makeup. When I had finished putting on my plain black heels, large wool coat and satin gloves I had about five minutes left. So, I quickly grabbed the files I never got to finishing last night and shoved them into my large work purse. With this, I disappeared into the emerald flames to get on with my day.

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