Hi! This is my first fanfic! If you want to be in this story, give me a first and last name (not real of course) and tell me what your character is like. B.t.w This is a love story. But it does follow with the events of Sorercers stone.
6 Years Old
One day, me and my parents went to the Malfoy's house. My dad was going to talk about trades with Mr. Malfoy, My mom was going to chat with Mrs. Malfoy, and I was going to meet the Malfoy's son, Draco. And, I didn't want to go. But no one cares about what I want to do! The last visit they had taken me to, my book had been changed into a snake! Stupid Weasley twins. I wasn't going to put up with it.
Although, the visit wasn't as bad as I thought.
I entered the house, looking at the the sight before me, Silver chairs, Crystal tables, and the owls... The owls sparkled as if they were diamonds. It took me a minute to realise that they were crystals.
"Hello." Draco said confidently, as if he were the best person in the world.
I snapped back into the world. Dang.
"Hi." I said, softly.
As the adults went away, Draco brought me to his Quidditch field. It was at least 100 acres long. That's half as long as mine.
But I didn't brag. I just nodded as he talked. Brat.
"... And I'm the best player in this field." Draco said, bragging. Of course it wasn't just us on the field. There were at least ten players on the field. All working to keep guests and Draco entertained.
"I challange you to a race," I said. "Across the field and back," "Whoever loses has to entertain the winner!"
"Alright. I've got an extra Nimbus 200 for guests."
We cleared out the field. "ON YOUR MARK.. GET SET, GO!"
We zoomed off, with Draco in the lead, but I zoomed past him. I quickly made a turn.
I let Draco almost get to the end, but I quickly got to the finish line.
He stared at me with disbilef. "W-What?" Draco said.
"Its all in the head." I said, pointing.
"Now you have to entertain me."
"Alright." "DOBBY!"
He brought out his house elf, the poor thing looked miserable.
"NO." I said, angry.
It was now Draco's turn to look miserable. "But..."
"NO."
I sent Dobby back to do whatever he was doing.
The rest was relaxation for me, and humiliation for Draco. He, he. :)
But, after that, I kind of grew on Draco, and even the Malfoy family itself. I was even in their family photos! They were a second family to me.
So... do you like it? Feel free to review! P.S. First fanfics are very very hard.