MALFOY MANOR

[Yeah? Well I regret you................ so it's all fair isn't it? ]

[Well...I already knew that you regret me. So that's not much of a surprise. Hell, half the people in my life regret getting to know me because I am a GREAT BIG FUCKING PILE OF SUCK. HUGE. SUCKY-NESS]

[MOTHER... POST... NOW]

RIGHT.

So, Narcissa scrubs at the counter top. WHAT A GOOD WIFE.

Draco walks in and sits on the newly scrubbed counter top. "Hi mummy!"

Narcissa puts her hands on her hips and looks at him sternly. "Draco, what did Mommy say about sitting on the counters? ESPECIALLY after scrubbing them?"

"Erm..." He grabbed an apple from the bowl and took a bite. "Not to?"

Narcissa Black wrote:RIGHT.

So, Narcissa scrubs at the counter top. WHAT A GOOD WIFE.

[A PUREBLOOD WIFE... SCRUBBING???
I hope I am not expected to do that.]

Narcissa Black wrote:RIGHT.

So, Narcissa scrubs at the counter top. WHAT A GOOD WIFE.

[My first thought was "But where's Dobby? Why is Dobby not scrubbing? DOBBY SHALL HAVE TO IRON HIS HANDS. TWICE. FOR MISTRESS HAD TO SCRUB SOMETHING HERSELF. EW.]

[THAT POTTER GIT FREED DOBBY.
I can't help but think that a family as wealthy as the Malfoys would have more than one house elf though...]

Pansy moved all her stuff into the spare room at the Manor, getting ready for the wedding vow renewal ceremony tomorrow. She headed downstairs to find something to eat, as the house seemed rather empty and it looked like no one was hope to keep her company for a while. Le sigh.

Draco went out for lunch because that's what Tam's doing.

What a good husband, going to lunch without his hungry wife.

Draco walked through the front doors and shouted "HONEY! I'M HOMEEE!!" and went looking for Pansy.

Pansy, who would have ignored Draco or possibly just punched him if he did that, was busy raiding the fridge, searching for something to eat, only to be unsuccessful and make many trips back and forth between the pantry and the fridge, just staring trying to decide what to eat.

Draco walked into the kitchen and saw Pansy wandering about. "Hungry are we?"

[lol Paul the Ocotpus, you weirdo.]

Ashley wonders why you only wrote thirteen words. It is indeed a short post. And it's only one line, which saddens me. Besides all that, Pansy nodded. "Yeah, I don't know what I want though. Nothing appeals, you know?" She paused with her hand on the fridge handle, shifting her weight to one leg and then the other, pondering.

Tam thinks Ashley is a weirdo for counting the words and promises that this'll be more than one line. Draco sat down at the counter and watched her. "Well what are you stuck choosing between?" He eyed the fridge and got up to walk over to it. Grabbing the handle from her he pulled the door open and grabbed a bottle of juice.

"I don't know." She grabbed the juice from his hand, regardless of whether it was for her or not, and jumped up to sit on the bar and drink her newly claimed juice. Ashley is too distracted to add much else because SPAIN WON.

Draco sighed and grabbed another juice from the fridge for him because his cheeky wife had nicked his but he can't say anything because her reaction is totally valid. And now Draco is pissed cause Tam is pissed cause the Castle finale was infuriating. But still. Draco closed the door and sat down next to her. "So are you ready for tomorrow?"

"As ready as I'll ever be." She shrugged and rested her head on his shoulder, wrapping a hand around the back of his arm. "You? And who's marrying us anyway? Details of the wedding are a little sketchy. Fortunately, the after party is set to go." Pansy laughed, finding this completely typical. The after party seemed like the most fun part anyway.

"A surprise guest," Draco did actually know but he wasn't going to tell because it's gonna be a surprise. "And yeah I'm ready. Though it won't be as amazing as Paris." He pressed a kiss to the side of her head and took another sip of juice, "The fun part this time'll be the party."

Pansy said "Well damn" and ran off with Scorpius forever and ever.

"Well..." She sat her juice down and turned sideways a little to face him. Her fingers traced up his arm to his neck and up to his cheek, turning his head to look at her. "There's always our after, after-party to blow the top off any party we could ever throw with our friends." Pansy bit her lip and glanced down before looking up at him through her eyelashes, feigning shyness as a smile grew across her face.

Draco grabbed the nearest kitchen knife and cut off Scorp's dick and threw it in the garbage disposal then slit Pansy's throat then got Scorp's too. It was finally nice and quiet. He then proceeded to pull a french prisoner move and fried them both with onions.

Draco smirked down at her and slowly ran his hand up her thigh, teasing the bottom of her shorts. "We always do throw the best parties" He leaned forwards and kissed her. She tasted like cranberries. You know... the juice he'd gotten for himself. That she'd stolen. So that he was stuck with apple. Oh well. It was worth it.