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Dispelling Doubts with Decisions - After the End's ~ Draco Malfoy
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Draco Malfoy
Date: 2007-09-11 14:37
Subject: Dispelling Doubts with Decisions
Security: Public
Location:Our Flat
Mood:pensivepensive
Tags:(hannah abbott), (lucius), (narcissa), draco, pansy
I haven't told Pansy about the owl from my father yet, nor my reply to it, but I plan to. I have learned that I shouldn't keep secrets from her, unless it's a surprise, and chances are she is wondering what came of it to begin with. Going downstairs from my office, I find Pansy in what used to be the spare bedroom. "Do you have a minute?"

She looks up from the parchment she was looking at in a quizzical way, then nods. "Of course."

I pull up the chair to her desk. "I want to let you know that I received an owl from my father recently. He wanted to know what we wanted to do regarding your father."

"What did you tell him?" she asks, pushing the parchment to the side.

"I told him that we should wait," I say honestly. "I didn't know how you felt about it and although I personally think it's a good idea, I have to take your feelings into consideration as well."
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Pansy Parkinson
User: ate_pansy
Date: 2007-09-11 18:45 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
"He is not going to take that well. He will retaliate," I remind him. I know my father well enough to know that if we go to the Daily Prophet, he won't just accept it. He always feels the need to be the one to say the last word.

"I realize that your father would retaliate, but honestly what more could he do to us? If it had been up to me, I would have told my father to go ahead and send the information, but I am trying to protect you. I don't care about your father's feelings, but I do care about yours."

I think about the various scenarios he could do in response. However, are they really much worse than what he's already done. "What information would be sent?" I ask, wondering how much others really know.

"I think he intends to go to the Prophet about the way your parents have treated you, and how he impersonated me using Polyjuice potion to break us up."

I nod slowly. No mention of his affair then. I don't want the pity of people though, and I worry that might occur if information about my disownment it given to the Prophet. I know they will want to use it. They always want to make someone a victim and I don't want that to be me.

He looks thoughtful for a moment. "Unfortunately, there's a good chance that the Prophet can find out about what happened regardless, even without my father sending them the information. There is always the chance that they will hear it firsthand or someone else who heard about it will use it to their advantage."

"That's true," I agree. Then there will also be no reason for my parents to attempt to convince me to return.

"I don't think Father will make a move without our approval," he says, looking at me. "At least, I don't see him doing that. He wouldn't have owled me if he was."

"If we do this, we have to be prepared for some sort of retaliation." I wouldn't mind putting it all behind us, but I wondering if it ever truly will be.

"The problem is, of course, that the Daily Prophet reporters are known for their twisting of the truth. And they call me a criminal." He laughs half heartedly and shakes his head. "If only there was a way that we could be sure that people would know what really happened."

"Like attempting to find an honest reporter?" I smirk. I doubt there is one. Especially at the Daily Prophet.

"Yes, it would be like finding a Muggleborn student in Slytherin. It just doesn't happen. I really think Salazar would rise up from his grave if that ever happened, no matter how long he was dead."

"That's certain," I reply. "I don't see how that could happen though."
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Draco Malfoy
User: ate_draco
Date: 2007-09-11 18:45 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Since the thing with her parents happened, and since that day in Diagon Alley, I have been doing a lot of thinking and I think now is the time to tell her about a decision that I have made. "Pansy, not to change the subject, but there is something that I have been wanting to talk to you about. It was something that I had considered in the past few weeks, even before we became engaged, but now that we are going to marry it's even more important. I am going to go to see Hannah Abbott again and have my will drawn up. I want to make sure that if anything happens to me that you will be taken care of."

"A will?" she repeats, her expression betraying moderate surprise.

I nod. "I know that it seems early to do such a thing, but I thought it would be a good idea due to circumstances."

"I hope there won't be any need for it."

"I hope so too," I say, giving her a smile. "But I have been lucky so far in regards to Death Eaters. I don't want to take the chance that my luck is going to run out. I believe I have my father on my side now, but..." I don't finish the sentence. We both know that it could still happen at any time. "Besides, it's something that I would have done anyway when we got married. I'm just doing it sooner."

"True, then it won't have to be revised when we get married," I answer.

"I haven't mentioned this to my parents, I wanted to talk with you first about it. I can tell that you are surprised," I say, leaning back in my chair and looking at her.
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Pansy Parkinson: serious
User: ate_pansy
Date: 2007-09-11 18:47 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
Keyword:serious
"I wasn't expecting that," I admit. While I know about wills, I never thought we would be discussing one. Not at the age of nineteen at least. I think about what it would be like if I had a will, yet I have nothing worthwhile to note except for the store. "How do you think your parents will take the news?"

"To be honest, I'm not sure. I know that my mother, at least, approves of our relationship and I have a feeling my father does too. Or else he wouldn't have done what he did with regards to your father. I think I'll go see mother and talk to her about it."

For some reason, I don't see Narcissa taking it as well as he thinks. Not after our talk. "What if she says she disapproves?"

"Why would she disapprove?" He frowns at me. "Is there something that you know that I don't?"

"She came into the store the other day. She seemed to not be herself, but she also asked about our relationship."

"What did she say?"

"She said that marriage will change everything. She asked me if I was ready to give up my dreams. I insisted you wouldn't make me do that, but she says that it will happen. She also said she asked me to come to the Manor so that I wouldn't marry you too soon of for the wrong reasons," I sigh.

"Does she think that I'm going to impregnate you?" he asks, incredulously. "Doesn't she realize that we are fully aware of the proper spells to use? And she is only saying that I will make you give up your dreams because that is what my father did to her. I would never do that to you. I hope you know that, Pansy," he says, looking at me.

"I do," I answer, though I had my doubts for awhile. I couldn't stay in a marriage like the one my parents have, or like Draco's parents. Divorice is not common in our station, but that is why it's necessary to know all of this before marriage.
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Draco Malfoy
User: ate_draco
Date: 2007-09-11 18:48 (UTC)
Subject: (no subject)
"Pansy, I promise I will never make you do anything that you don't want to do, and I will keep that promise." I can't believe my mother would say such things. It's time to have another talk with her, but first I am going to owl Hannah Abbott. "Perhaps I should take care of the will first, and then have a talk with Mother. I am of age, and this is my decision."

"We are," she agrees. "We're more than capable of making the decisions that will affect our lives."

I stand up and walk over to her, giving her a kiss. "I'm going to go take care of this now. Maybe when I come back downstairs we can spend some time together, without worrying about anything else - just you and I." With one last kiss, I leave the office and head upstairs to mine. It's time to send a couple of owls out.
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