Who says I'm not Angelic?
Disclaimers: You know the drill.

Authors Notes: It starts off a bit creepy and all that but... Have fun anyway!!!
A Heart Beat Monitor was beeping slowly...
Each beat grew weaker in turn...
"Will he be okay?" a worried voice cried.
"I'm sorry Mrs Malfoy. I don't think he's going to make it." A doctor replied.
"I told you not to trust the Muggle Hospitals..." a dry voice snarled.
The first person burst into tears.

Beep....Beep...
Bllliiiiiiiippp.

Draco Adorazione Malfoy had died.
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"Uh.... Where am I?" Draco groaned getting up from what apeared to be the floor.
"Draco Malfoy, You are at the gates of heaven." someone with a long white beird informed him.
"Uh huh. Heaven is a made up Muggle place. Besides, I'd only go to heaven if I were... Dead?" Draco paused as he noticed that he had wings.
"Okay... Please explain." He gulped.
"You died. A Tragic Quidditch accident." The white beirded man said.
"Riiight. So... Are you god or something?" Draco asked curiously.
"Ba! You Pureblood kids are always the same. Are you god this? Do I belong in Heaven that? All that rubbish." the guy groaned bitterly.
"I only asked." Draco pouted. "Well, Just tell me how to get into heaven then I can leave you alone."
The man looked at a list written on parchment. "Um... Sorry, but you aren't exactly on anyone's Angelic list. Infact, We were placing bets in the office and just about everyone placed bets that you'd end up down there." he pointed downwards.
Draco felt a bit nervey trying to believe that people thought he'd go to hell.
"However..." The Beirded guy said slowly.
"However what?" Draco squeaked angrily.
"Well. There is ONE way you can get into heaven."
"Yes?!?! And that is?!?!" Draco shrieked. He was desperate to get into heaven. From Spoiled to boiled was not one transition he was willing to make.
"Well, You can become a Guardian Angel. It's fairly easy work. You just guide someone in the right way."
'Hm. This could be easy. I'll just go with Crabbe or Goyle. They listen to every word I say anyway. Or Maybe Pansy, She isn't too bad.' Draco thought to himself.
"Easy enough. I get to choose right?"
"Um... No, As matter of fact. You are randomnly assigned a guidee with a very simple yet highly accurate charm."
"Charm? What kind of Charm?"
"Well, It's sort of like that sorting hat from your old school. Except this one assigns you with a person rather than a house."
"Okay..." Draco had started biting his lip at this point. He didn't even know how Long he was going to have to put up with this person for. Let alone who this person was.
The guy went somewhere.
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'Hm. What if it's Mudblood Granger or Saint Potter? I'd only guide those two straight off a cliff. I couldn't guide them through life.' Draco thought to himself.
The guy had come back holding a Golden Halo.
He placed it on Draco's head.
"How will I know who to guide?" Draco choked nervously.
"I will tell you. Aha..."
"Who?!?! What? Whhhooo?" Draco was sure that his nerves were going to fall out.
"A Friend of yours. A Girl called Charlotte, I believe?"
"What?!?!" Draco squeaked shrilly.
"You heard."
"It can't be though. She's nice and all but who knows how crazy she'll go!!! She fancies me and If I'm her Guardian angel... Just think about it!!! She'll go nuts!!!" Draco pleaded.
"Too bad. Take your halo and go." The guy flung a Halo at Draco that hit him, knocking him off the cloud far down to grounds far below.
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I hope you liked this! I'm going to write more!