Title: What?
Author:
sarahyyyRating: PG
Word Count: 524
Notes/Warning: For the Labor's Day Challenge. Prompt 30: Professor - Defense Against The Dark Arts
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“No! I’m not letting you take my job, Malfoy!” Ron’s face was redder than his hair (which was quite a feat on its own, but we will delve into that some other day) and his palms were tightly fisted. “You have everything. Why the hell do you want my job too? Go back to Durmstrang and leave my life alone.”
“Someone’s feeling confident today… You don’t even know if you’ll get the job yet, Weasley. I say we have a duel. When I win, I’ll get the job fair and square.” With that said, he drew out his wand, the smirk on his face never faltering. “Or… If you’re scared, we can always let Headmistress McGonagall interview us. I have better qualifications than you and I have experience too.”
He hadn’t even finished his sentence before Ron’s wand was drawn out.
“Say, Weasley? Where is the motley crew? Aren’t they here to support ickle-wickle Ronnikins?”
“You… You… Bloody bastard.”
“My parents were legally married, thank you very much. Expelliarmus.” Draco smiled as Ron’s wand flew into his hand easily. “Lesson number one: do not let your opponent distract you. Weasley, admit defeat and go home.”
Ron threw his hands up in the air and muttered a few choice expletives. “Everything, Malfoy, everything. You take everything away from me. First it was the Durmstrang DADA job. And you weren’t even there for more than a year! I wanted that job too and you snatched it from me just for the kicks. Then it was Harry. You turned my best friend into yours!”
“Potter’s still your best friend. But we’re fair now, right? You stole my girlfriend.” He threw Ron’s wand back at his and crossed his arms, looking in the opposite direction, sulking slightly as he thought about it.
“When the hell did I steal your girlfriend?” A confused look passed Ron’s face as he tried to recall the incident.
“2003. You took the opportunity to date her while we were having the “war of silence”.”
Ron gaped. And then he blinked. And then a look of incredulous passed his face. And finally he said, “I took Hermione out for a movie to console her. 2 hours. 3 hours tops. And if I recall correctly, the both of you made up the next day.”
“Still you took Hermione out on a date when she was still my girlfriend.” Draco’s eyes thinned and he scowled.
“Is that why you always thwart my plans?”
“Well, also because I don’t particularly like you,” He shrugged, “but that’s the main raison d'être, yes.”
“Huh?”
“The main reason, Weasley. Your French is horrible. I thought you were taking lessons from Fleur?”
“Well, I know ‘bonjour’ and ‘au revoir’. Does it count?” Ron looked sheepish.
“No, not really.”
“Back to the topic, Malfoy. You ruined my career because you thought I dated Hermione while she was still your girlfriend, am I right or am I right?” He crossed his arms and decided to stare Draco down.
“Yes,” Draco answered, raising an eyebrow as if daring Ron to hit him.
Instead, Ron gaped some more.
“But you’ve been married for years now!”