Summary: The many faces of Luna Lovegood and Draco Malfoy.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter.
Draco never really thought of himself as a jealous kind of guy. He loathed the very core of Harry Potter, yes, but more out of spite then anything else. If someone offers someone else to be BFFs, especially when it is the chance to be BFFs with Draco freakin' Malfoy, the denial of said friendship was a little hurtful. So he decided to hate Harry Potter and his little circle of friends for the sake of hating someone in general. Everyone needed a nemesis, and Draco was glad to know that he was Harry Potter's. Well, except for the Dark Lord, but that was another story.
No, Draco Malfoy did not feel jealousy. Ever. He was a reasonable guy and could endure a lot, but the sight of the woman he had found himself falling hard in love with another guy in her lap was a little annoying. He had warned her when they got together that she was forbidden to even think about other guys beside him. He constantly had to remind her that Harry Potter and Neville Longbottom were men and she should stop talking about them.
The other guy was pretty cute, considering he was taking complete advantage of his situation. Draco watched with a twitching eye as they smiled and laughed together. Crossing his arms and legs dramatically to get her attention, he gave the other man a glare to end all glares. He looked unfazed by the glare and continued to laugh as she stroked his hair lovingly.
"Draco, dear, why are you pouting? Why don't you come and hold your son?" Luna asked, and Draco snapped out of his thoughts. He gave his wife a look and she only smiled dreamily, lifting up the little bouncing baby. Ever since she had that baby, she was spending all of her time with it, it made Draco frown. But he wasn't jealous. Draco Malfoy did not get jealous. So he stood up and walked over to the couch, sitting down hard to show his reluctance to even look at his little baby boy. Luna placed little Scorpios in his arms and kissed his cheek as the baby watched his father with curiosity.
"Sweetie, are you jealous?" Luna asked, placing her head on his shoulder as the baby giggled at the look his mother was giving him.
"Malfoys do not know how to be jealous, woman," Draco said, though he was secretly eyeing his competition for Luna's attention. Luna only smiled and held his free hand as the little baby found the toys on the floor much more interesting than his own parents.
- Another short one for everyone. Thanks for reading!