Post by draco abraxas malfoy on Mar 17, 2010 22:31:52 GMT 8
Draco Malfoy sighed. He was stressed and he didnt know what was worse, the stress from work or the stress from his parents disapproval of him marrying Hermione. Sure he loved his parents, well mainly his mother anyways but he had done what he wanted, what his heart told him to do and that was to marry the brilliant muggleborn witch. Ever since then his parents have tried intervening, trying to make him divorce her. Of course he wouldnt. He was too much head over heels for his wife. Not to mention Scorpius and Isabella would be affected by it, especially when they attend Hogwarts.
Right now it was more work than anything that was getting to him. He usually let it slid off his back but this time it made him frustrated. The worst part was he could speak with anyone about it, he couldnt bring his work problems home like normal people, mind you he wouldnt even if he could.
Loosening his tie, Draco sat at his office desk, letting everyone under him carry on with the work in the department of mysteries. He had excused himself from the usual job to do 'paperwork' and that they shouldnt bother him unless they had a breakthrough with what they were testing.
So that was were the blonde haired male had been all day, in his office with the door closed so that the noise was drowned out to a bear minimum. He had shifted through a pile of paperwork already, a signature here and there and that was it. As he filed the paper away, his head turned to the moving photo of his family and he couldnt help but let out a smile. His eyes caught his wife's in the photo and he couldnt help but think of their Hogwarts years, oh how different they were back then. Enemies, turned to friends because they were the heads in their 7th year then to marriage. Sometimes love was too strange for him and it kept getting stranger by the day.
Tagged:[/b] Hermione
Word Count:[/b] 339
Notes:[/b] N/A
Lyrics:[/b] We Werent Born To Follow by Bon Jovi
Credit:[/b] Me[/size][/color][/blockquote]
