A/N "Now… to my new readers, welcome, to my old readers, welcome back! Another story full of my shit awaits you…"

Here's the first chapter of Honourary Gryffindor. For those who haven't read Regret, I suggest you do, this is it's sequel. For those of you who have read Regret, thank you for carrying on to this story. You are my favourite sort of followers/favouriters, you little loyal bunch of epic people who put up with my crap. I hope you like it, review, let me know what you think! I am open to all forms of crisitsim, unless you are being gits.

I will do this once:

Disclaimer: I do not own anything from the Potterverse, that lucky lady is Godess J.K. Rowling, our queen. I only own Nash.

Now stop reading this drabble and read my other drabble - in the form of the story below.

Ah, summer, a time for relaxing in the sun, getting a tan, gossiping. Well, that was Daphne and Tracy's idea of summer. Pansy was chasing me around with a tin of eye shadow. I was hiding in the shade writing notes on Greg, Vince, Theo, Blaise and Millicent's flying advantages and disadvantages. Mother had realised that all Draco and I do is play Quidditch. She invited our 'friends' over to occupy us.

Her idea back fired when Draco told them to bring their brooms. It was a chance to study people's Quidditch habits other than Draco. I had filled up a notebook Hermione gave me for my birthday with studies, plays, techniques and strategies. Every inch was covered in notes or drawings, even calculations.

Hermione. She was my friend, my best friend. I had sent her and Ron a few letters. I had also sent Harry a few, and a broom service kit for his birthday. He had not replied to my letters.

Ron however had invited me to go over to his house. I still hadn't figured out how I was going to go. And I was going to go.

Today had given me several opportunities. I could studies different peoples Quidditch styles, and accept Ron's invite. When everyone went home I would tell Mother that Daphne had invited me to her house. She couldn't say that I couldn't go because it would be offensive to the Greengrass family. I will put on some act saying that I would much rather stay here for the holidays.

I can't wait to meet the Weasleys. Ron has five brothers and a sister. I know Fred, George and Percy, and his sister... Ginny, I think, is going to Hogwarts this year. All of his family like Quidditch, so do my family, but it means I can study more people. I love Quidditch strategy.

I really get it, I understand it. Everything else follows guidelines, at home I am the 'perfect pureblood daughter' at school I am either 'the nice Slytherin' or the 'star pupil'.

I can be judged by my skill and ideas, not my house or family or school marks. I guess school marks help though, you know, with strategy and stuff.

I like being busy, if it's something useless, or thinking something over in my head, anything to stop me drifting into my labels.

Mother came outside and Draco flew to the ground, everyone followed his lead. Pansy, Daphne and Tracy appeared from round the corner. I guess it was time for them to leave. My plan will soon be put into action.

When everyone was gone and Draco had gone upstairs to find Father, he was spending a lot of time asking for the new Nimbus, and one I went into the living room to find Mother.

"Mother, Daphne has invited me to come to her house for the rest if the summer holidays. I would much rather spend it here, with you and Draco, and Father but it would be terribly rude to decline her invitation." I said sweetly.

"Oh, well, yes, you're right, dear. We can't say no, it is, of course, a pity. Write back to the Greengrasses and a house-elf will drop you off. Will they take you to Diagon Alley?"

I grinned "Yes, they will take care of all the important things before school."

She said "You can go the day after tomorrow, we'll need to go Diagon Alley, I need to go to Gringotts. Go and write back to them then." I think the hint of a grin suggested that she was happy I was socialising.

As soon as I was out of sight I sprinted to my room and got some parchment and a quill.

I wrote:

'Dear Ron,
I will come to yours the day after tomorrow, Mother thinks that I am going to Daphne Greengrass's.
A house-elve is going to drop me off.
I cannot wait to meet your family! Has Harry sent you any letters? He hasn't replied to me at all. I hope you are well and so is your family.
See you soon,
Love Nash.'

I rolled up the piece of parchment and ran to Draco's room.

I knocked on the door and walked in.

"Hey Dragon, can I borrow Carau, to send a letter?"

He looked up from polishing his broom and nodded before saying "He's over there." Draco pointed to the corner of the room.

I walked over to Carau who was scratching at the floor of his cage. I pulled open the unlocked door and tied the parchment to his left claw.

I whispered just loud enough for the screech owl to hear me. "To the Weasleys."

He took flight and zoomed out the window, in the blink of an eye.

The next day I woke up and changed into some grey jeans and a green vest top. I slide a plain green hair band onto my head to brighten up my white hair. On my feet were my muggle army-style shoes.

I came downstairs to breakfast to hear Father ranting about a house-elve called Dobby that hadn't been seen for weeks. I took a seat next to Draco and a quivering house-elve placed a stack of pancakes with a square of butter on the top in front of me, then a knife and fork.

I smiled at the elf to try and give her some courage but she scampered away, I think her name was... Lola?... Leila?... Libby! That was it... I think... maybe it was Lola-

"Nash, can you pass me the Maple Syrup?" Draco asked, snapping me out of my thoughts.

I passed him the glass bottle and tucked into my pancakes after squeezing a lemon slice over them.

After breakfast Draco and I went to the Library, Aries was in my usual seat so I went to the far side of the Library and sat on an armchair with a trifle too many cushions.

I accio'd the nearest book to me and stared at the title 'A Guide to the Dark Arts.' Cheery.

I put it back and accio'd another 'The Greatest Dark Witches and Wizards' Lovely...

The next title was 'Curses.' Wow. Never reading any of these unless there's no book left to read in the Library.

I put them all back on the shelf and went for a walk around the grounds, Aries followed me with her tail high. She was a very big cat, much larger than normal. Her head was the same height as my knee. The brown tip of her tail swung in the wind. We wandered passed the outdoor hut, to keep our brooms in, we walked past the lake, all the way up to the edge of the Forest, I had never been in there, Mother and Father told us not to. So I turned back and sat down by the edge of the lake.

I said to Aries "All this space, and I cannot invite any of my friends here."

Draco and I had got lost frequently when we were younger. We would spend hours trying to find our way back to the Manor.

Midday slowly approached and I made my way up to the Manor.

Mother was fussing around with Draco's top, her motto was 'Malfoys must always look good, no matter where they are.'

We then walked outside past the Apparation barriers and held tightly to Mother's arm.

A few moments later we were about ten metres from Gringotts.

Diagon Alley was filled with busy people and noisy animals and children as usual. Two small boys in a race rocketed past us on brooms, a couple of women ran after them.

We quickly walked up the stone steps and through the Entrance Hall that had many Goblins working away. A few looked up to see, yet another, customer before getting back to weighing jewels, checking for fake coins and counting the stacks in front of them.

Mother asked the Goblin at the middle desk if we could go to Mother's vault. We have a Malfoy family vault, and separate ones for each family member.

The Goblin shot us a small grin, the richer, of course, were his favourite customers.

Mother stayed composed as we pushed forward quickly with many drops, turns and rolls, we reached the vault, my vault was number 573. Draco's was 572, him being born first.

Mother put in a satin bag, I think it was filled with jems.

After a very twisting and turning ride we left Gringotts - slightly disoriented, if I may say so myself. As it was now lunch time Mother took us to a little cafe that I had never heard of off the main street. The waiters and waitresses were very posh, as was the decor. Flowers covered the walls, some I recognised from far away countries, others could've been picked from a local field - for some reason the snobbiness of the staff made me doubt that.

Mother ordered us a couple of sandwiches and a slice of cake and a cup of tea each. We ate and Draco was telling me about his new broom.

Eventually I said "Draco, I know, you have told me everything about the Nimbus two thousand and one. Everything."

He closed his mouth and when Mother had finished sipping at her tea, barely touching her cake and sandwiches. We went home.

Aries sat on my bed after moving the pillows to make a sort of nest. I started to pack my back to go to the Weasleys. I didn't want a house-elve doing it because they think I'm going to Daphne's house, they would pack numerous elegant dresses. I pulled out several tops and trousers, a couple of dresses for the rare chance they would be needed. I packed my swimming costume, Appleby uniform, a few sets of silk pyjamas and a jacket, jumper, wellies, flip-flops, stuff for any occasion. I didn't have any idea of what we would be doing.

Nearly every trunk in this house was bottomless and weightless so it wasn't very hard to pack most things in my wardrobe.

I went downstairs for Dinner and ate my fill of a roast turkey will all the extras. I was fill to the brim and almost fell into a very nice sleep as I curled up in my duvet. Aries was snoring gently in th corner of my bed. I left a slice of turkey in her bowl for the morning. I just hoped that she would like the Weasleys.

I say almost as a few minutes later I heard something tapping at the window. It was Carau.

I chucked off my duvet, it flung on top of Aries who was now hissing and trying to get out of the duck-down trap.

I went to the window and opened it. Carau landed on the ledge majestically. I took the note and he flew out the window, probably about to wake up Draco by tapping on his window to be let in.

I unfurled the parchment and read.

'To Nash,
Can't wait to see you. No, Harry hasn't replied to me either. Fred, George and I are planning to go and get him tomorrow night. Or, you know, tonight, it depends how fast this massive owl flies.

Mum has said to tell you to arrive at about twelve, you can have lunch here.
This owl is seriously huge. It scared the living daylights out of us when it tapped on the window, he's three times the size of Errol, our owl.
We are all fine her, thanks for asking. Mum says she already likes you, she read your letter over my shoulder. She's also reading me writing this.
And she just whacked me on the head.
And told me to scribble this out and write a new letter.
I'm not.
Anyway, see you tomorrow, or at lunch time - once again, I'm not sure how fast this owl flies.
From Ron.
P.S. Bring your broom.'

My broom, that was what I forgot to pack. I'll do that tomorrow.

I put the letter on my bedside table and once again curled up in my duvet. Aries was just thankful I had finally moved it off her head.