Draco Malfoy's Wife!

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Fan Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic

This is a short story we wrote. It's about a girl called Naomi Mason and her friend since childhood-Draco Malfoy. Naomi's father arranges for her to marry him. What will happen when they find out?

"Naomi, come on. It's 9:55; we have to be at the Malfoy Manor by 10." My mother, Ali Mason yelled up the stairs. I finished putting my pink lip-gloss on and flicked my long blonde hair behind my shoulders. I was wearing a pair of skinny jeans, a low-cut purple top and a pair of shiny, black heels. I grabbed my jacket, my wand and all my suitcases (there was about 3 of them all together). My maid carried them down stairs as I walked ahead to see my mother standing at the fireplace with her arms crossed and tapping her foot on the shiny wooden floor.

By the time it was 10 o'clock we were at the Malfoy Manor. My father had got there half an hour before us and was talking to Lucius Malfoy about Harry Potter and how they planned on killing him (yes, my father is Lord Voldemort). Narcissa Malfoy welcomed us to their home and showed me up to my room which I was going to spend the rest of the summer holidays sleeping in. My mother stayed to help me unpack, and then we walked down to the massive living room that my father and the Malfoy's were gathered in.

I hadn't seen Draco since the last train journey back home and he had definitely changed. His hair was still bleach blonde, but he had styled it differently; it was messy and made him look proper fit. He was also a lot taller.

"Hi." I said. I couldn't quite believe it was him, he looked so different.

"Hi." Draco replied as he looked me straight in the eyes. He started to smile and sat down on the black leather sofas. I sat next to him and we both shut up and listened to the conversation between his father and my own.

“Naomi. Draco. Will you go up to your rooms, NOW!” My father instructed us. We didn’t dare answer back, so we left the room and headed upstairs. Draco’s room was only 2 rooms away from mine.

“Do you want to hang out in my room?” Draco asked me.

“Yeah, sure. My room is still a bit of a mess after unpacking.” I replied as we walked into his room. The room was huge; it was at least twice the size of my room that I was staying in during the next few weeks.

“Nice room.” I said as I jumped onto his four-post bed. “I remember when you had a little room with the light blue walls and tiny bed.”

“When I was about 8 I got a bigger room.” He replied. “An ant could just about fit in that room, it was that tiny.”

“It was pretty midget.” Draco sat on the edge of his bed and we talked about school, friends and all this Harry Potter business for about 2 hours, until Lucius asked us to come down for a late lunch.

Submitted: April 02, 2012

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LOL Cool! Did you know this was on Random First Lines? ^-^

Mon, April 2nd, 2012 11:42pm


Aww thanks. Lol we didn't even know it was on random first lines. Thanks for telling us. Xx

Mon, April 2nd, 2012 11:36pm

Audrey Wilson

It was funny by the way this was on random first lines. I thought it was especially hilarious that Voldemort was the dad! Sorry if it wasn't intended to be humorous but I jus thought it was sooo funny!

Tue, April 3rd, 2012 12:51am


We don't mind if you think it's humorous. It's whatever you want it to be. Thanks for the comment btw. Xx

Mon, April 2nd, 2012 11:34pm


tehee, i used to be obsessed with dramione (draco and hermione!) good story though :D

Tue, April 10th, 2012 10:32pm


Thanks! xx

Sat, April 14th, 2012 7:02am

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