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Title: Draco pays Lacy a Visit

Contributors: dm_fugitive, lacy_pembrooke

Edited by: Carla Lute

Posted: 2006-01-03

Game Date: September 1^st

Disclaimer: No one at Levicorpus owns Harry Potter, the world or its characters. We just like to play in J.K. Rowling’s world.

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Draco was still shaken by the events of the morning. But he had told Snape he would go to the grocery today, and he thought it best to get it over with. Besides it got him out of the house, and he could swing by the library afterwards. He walked down to grocery store, and took three jars of capers from the shelf and set them down on the counter.

"Drake!" Lacy beamed and took up the jars. "Capers? Is this all for today?"

She scanned both of them and laid them quickly in the bags, but she didn't want to tell him the total just yet. Otherwise he'd just pay it and run off.

"Did Severus tell you I came by?" she asked, sounding almost too familiar.

Draco narrowed his eyes when she called him Drake. He was not sure why it irked him so, but he was too frazzled to pretend it didn't. He just nodded when she asked if that was all. Though he remembered that he had a much longer list at home he had forgotten, which annoyingly enough meant he would have to make another trip in the next day or so.

He started to rebuke her about coming by the house so much, when she brought the topic up herself. Draco paused with his mouth hanging open Severus? He blinked. No, he had heard her wrong...hadn't he? "I'm sorry. I'm a bit out of it. What did you say?"

"My invitation... I stopped by the other day. I wanted to know if your Uncle Severus told you. I'm making dinner on Thursday. I'd love it if you could come, and of course Severus too, and your grandfather as well... if he can make it."

Lacy looked at Drake now for the first time fully and frowned. Her voice took on probably the most concerned tone she'd ever used with him. "Are you okay? You look ill." she reached out involuntarily and felt his forehead.

No, no, she had definitely said Severus...twice even. "Stop that," he said, knocking her hand away. "He told me, but he...why are you calling him Severus? I told you his name was Samuel."

Lacy blinked and jerked her hand away, the small frown staying on her features. "Because he told me to call him that..." Lacy explained, and sounded half indignant.

Draco gawked at her for a second, before slamming his palms on the counter. "I'm going to kill him! That bloody hypocrite! I'm going to kill him!" What on earth had possessed Snape? Giving out his real name. What could have possibly distracted him that badly?

Lacy's eyes widened, and she jumped when Drake's palm slammed on the counter. A few of the customers in the store, there were only about 3 other than him, stopped and gawked for a moment.

"I'm going on break!" Lacy yelled across the store to the boy who was shelving some items. She took some money from her own pocket and placed it in the register to pay for the capers, grabbed up the bag, and headed around the counter. She grabbed Drake's hand and hauled him bodily outside the store, stopping when she came to the small benches just around the corner of the building.

"You're scaring me..." Lacy admitted. "What's wrong? Did something happen?" she was truly worried about him and hoped that her sincerity was obvious.

Snape's gone mad, and I think I may have just handed the Dark Lord back his horcrux. What a stupid question. Draco had really intended to yell at her a bit more, but he was feeling a bit off kilter and decided it might be best to refocus first. "Let's go to the pub. I want some milk," he said and started walking in that direction before she had a chance to react.

She followed him silently, still holding the bag of capers. Something was definitely up. But Lacy was wondering whether she'd have to force it out of him or just hope he was ready to share.

When they reached the pub, she walked up to the bar and ordered a pop for herself and a chocolate milk for Drake.

Draco grabbed the drinks as they appeared. "Booth," he said in a voice that was not particularly loud but did not allow for argument. "And I'm paying!" He told the curious barman.

Lacy shrugged at the barman and followed Draco to a nearby booth. She slid in opposite of him and sipped her pop, waiting for him to let her in on whatever it was that was wrong. And even if he didn't, she supposed she'd give him the benefit of a doubt before she prodded him.

Her mind raced furiously, but every guess seemed wrong. There was no way Drake was jealous that she'd had tea with his uncle, or that she'd invited him to dinner as well, was there?

Draco took a long sip of his milk to steady himself, then put the glass down on the table. He laid his hands open on the table in a half bargaining, half pleading position. He spoke in a low voice, hoping the five other people in the room would not catch too much of the conversation. "Okay, here are new rules. To start with you cannot keeping paying for me. I'm rich-I don't need charity, and stop buying me gifts. I really don't know what's going on in your head, and I'm afraid to look. But I have a girlfriend. I don't need or want another one, and even if I did you wouldn't be in the running. Second, stop coming to the house. I don't what you're up to, but if you have any value on your life or mine for that matter, you'll stop snooping. And thirdly, I don't care what he told you to call him, his name is Samuel."

Lacy just sat there, blinking. Everything he said just sounded crazy. Either his family had some serious issues, or he did. And what was this about her valuing her life? And why for that matter did he insist on 'Samuel.' Wasn't it up to his uncle ultimately?

Lacy couldn't do much but frown. Her face still held the worried expression though, now if not more so than before.

"Okay, you're really worrying me now, Drake." she said, but not condescendingly. Her face took on a slightly aggravated slant. "And pardon me for wanting to be your friend... You just looked like you could use one."

Draco sighed. "Look, this isn't about you. I understand that you're just trying to be...nice," he said diplomatically. "But you are making life very difficult for me, right now."

"Is it your girlfriend? Is she jealous and doesn’t want you seeing me? She going to 'kill' me if I do or something?" It was the only reason she could think of. If so, the girl sounded like a psycho.

What else could it be?

Draco let out a short laugh. "You know, there's a good chance she would, but no, it's not my girlfriend." Either of them...man, I'm an ass. Not that Ginny would kill Lacey, hit her with a bat bogey maybe...actually that would kind of funny. Pansy on the other hand...yup, there might just be murder involved. "I don't want to see you, Lacy. I have to because I still have to buy groceries."

"So I guess this means you're not coming to dinner?" she asked, slumping slightly in the booth.

"Oh, look you can put two and two together," Draco said, smiling icily. He winced a little internally, but it was for her own good. Anything to keep her away from that house.

"You should know how hard it is..." she retorted back. "You're blonde too." It was the only thing she'd ever said to him so coldly. Instead of staying mad, Lacy smoothed out her ego and dismissed it all entirely. She let her usual smile creep back over her features and stood up, sliding the bag of capers across the table to him.

"I hope you'll tell your uncle he's still welcome for dinner..." she beamed pleasantly, not sounding the least bit peeved. "Thanks for the pop. My break's only 15 minutes though."

And with that she was gone. He would come around. He'd HAVE to.

Draco watched her leave, still feeling very confused. What did hair color have to do with anything? The girl was quite clearly mad, but maybe he had convinced her to back off...maybe. Draco took his time with his milk, listening to the barman whistle, while he lost himself in thought. After he had drained his glass, he stood, grabbed his bag of capers and made the long walk to Great Hangleton.

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