Chapter Text
Astoria Greengrass is quite pretty, for someone of her age. She has glossy black hair, and sparkling blue eyes, and a smile to die for – no doubt which is why Blaise Zabini is hanging around her, lately.
“Oh, absolutely,” Draco Malfoy agreed with Parvati, who wasn’t in Slytherin for all those years, but now that the Dark Lord was defeated by Potter permanently at last, she decided to change Houses after all. “And now that his mum – the original Ms. Zabini – seems to have succumbed to something or other for good, he is looking for his own wife, as well.”
“Is that why you’ve been avoiding him lately?” Parvati asked him nonchalantly.
“In part,” Draco did not bother denying the obvious, “though the latest article about the Krum family scandal has also contributed to it.”
“Oh?” Parvati raised one of her eyebrows. The article had been quite dark, in fact: apparently, after marrying his fiancé, Viktor Krum had cursed, transforming her basically into a mindless husk, albeit that was well cared for by himself, his staff, and his mistress, who used Polyjuice potion, various glamours, and several other magics to pass off as her for all of this time. The Krum father, and his own new wife might’ve been on this as well, though the Krum mother, now safely distanced from all of this dark mess, probably wasn’t, and had just left her husband – Krum’s father – of all her designs… or maybe she did, but just wanted no part of it, who knows…
“Yes, oh,” Draco shot back, sharper than he wanted to. “I’m surprised that you, with your keen grasp on all of the latest news, didn’t see it-“
“Oh, I did,” Parvati admitted, (this is why I pushed Astoria onto Blaise, she does not add). “Blaise probably isn’t like Viktor Krum, but similarities are there, and, honestly, one didn’t have to follow the Dark Lord, to be a dark wizard-“
Astoria Greengrass laughed, possibly overly loudly. Both Draco and Parvati shifted and eyed the Golden Trio (plus Ginny Weasley) across the common room, but the Gryffindors clearly did not intend to be interested in anyone, or be involved with anyone else but each other, and so neither did Draco and Parvati. Get involved with the hot mess that were Blaise and Astoria, that is.
“…I got to admit that Grainger was wiser than people realized, when she didn’t get involved with Krum over those summers, no matter what Dumbledore planned,” Draco muttered to Parvati, as the two quietly left the common room for somewhere more private – if McGonagall or Slughorn came into the common room and decided to get involved, heads were going to roll, and the two Slytherins didn’t want them to be theirs. “Ron Weasley might not be a lot of things, but dangerous isn’t one of them, and Grainger just wants someone to be reliable to her, especially since the stunt she did with her parents? That is something else!”
“Mmm,” it was Parvati’s time to nod in agreement – she (and her twin) still had issues with the Golden Trio (and Ginny Weasley), but if her twin made her peace with it, Parvati not so much – this is why she and Pansy Parkinson were going to curse both Ginny and Hermione with a time-delayed curse later on…
“A time-delayed curse? Fascinating,” Draco muttered, as he wrapped his arm around Parvati’s waist. “Also, glad to hear that you and Pansy are getting along-“
“Yes, and you know what that means,” Parvati took a deep breath. “You and Theo Nott-“
Draco took a deep breath to explain as to what he thought about ‘him and Theo Nott’, when he caught the look in Parvati’s eyes and slowly deflated. “Me and Nott can get along,” he caught himself, “provided that he gives me space to breathe-“
“We can do that,” Pansy Parkinson peeked from around the corner as If on cue. “Right, Theo?”
“Absolutely,” Theo sounded about as excited as Draco felt, i.e. not very. “As long as we don’t have Blaise and his girl along-“
“Mr. Zabini! Ms. Greengrass! What are you doing?” McGonagall’s shout seemed to shake Hogwarts’ foundations. The Silver (Slyterin) Trio (plus Parvati Patil) exchanged a look between themselves and quickly left Hogwarts for Hogmead, before they were caught in the fall-out…