Chapter One Hundred Thirty-Nine
Don't Get Too Comfortable
Hey, so glad you could make it
Yeah, now you've really made it
Hey, so glad you could make it now
Oh, look at my face
My name is might have been
My name is never was
My name's forgotten
(Celebrity Skin - Hole)October 14th, 1998The group mingled for another twenty minutes or so before Andromeda offered to
take Teddy home for the night, allowing Remus and Tonks to stay out and celebrate with
their newly engaged friends. As she moved to stand, a waiter opened the door for her, and
that was when they heard the loud, irritable shriek from the other side of the restaurant.
"What do you mean the room is unavailable?!"
While most in the room shuddered at the sound, Draco went absolutely pale and
turned to face his mother. "Broken, right? You promised me."
Narcissa nodded as she patted him lightly on the arm, cringing as the screaming
outside continued. "It's broken, darling. I wouldn't dare leave you in that situation."
"What's broken?" Mia asked.
"My betrothal contract," Draco said gravely.
The witch on the other side of the door was shouting again, "Do you have any idea
who we are?! I can't imagine who on earth you think is more important than―" The voice
grew closer until the door was pushed completely open, revealing Pansy Parkinson and a
witch whose genetic attributes instantly painted her as the pug-nosed girl's mother.
"Well, well, well. A Mudblood and blood-traitor convention," Pansy said, her
attention falling on Draco with a look of utter condemnation. She sighed loudly, crossing
her arms and shaking her head in amused disapproval. "Oh, Draco, how the mighty have
fallen."
Draco turned his gaze toward Sirius, and through clenched teeth, he pleaded, "Can
you please pass the bourbon?"