Hello, I hope you enjoy. This is the story of Draco Malfoy's future wife Astoria Greengrass. Draco will be seen but not much. Also this is an AU without the cursed child.

Astoria awoke to the sound of an owl hooting outside her bedroom window. It was mid-July and the morning air hung heavy and stale. She bolted from her bed and threw open the window. The large grey owl flew in and landed on her desk at the far end of the room. Astoria crossed to the desk and untied the letter from the owl's foot. The owl gave a loud hoot and flew from the room. The envelope of the letter read.

Miss Astoria Greengrass

Corner Bedroom

238 Ddraig Ave

Treorchy, Wales, U.K.

The yellowed parchment envelope was sealed with a large red wax seal. Astoria quickly brushed her long mahogany brown hair and hastily threw on her dark green robe. Astoria's favorite color was green, and it was reflected in her bedroom and wardrobe. She threw open her bedroom, letter in hand, and ran downstairs. Her parents were already up sitting around the small table in the large kitchen. Her older sister Daphne was spending the week with her best friend Pansy Parkinson. Astoria's father, Hyperion Greengrass, worked for the Ministry of Magic in the Department of the Regulation of Magical Creatures. He was tall and thin; his dark mahogany hair was turning grey around the edges. His honey brown eyes were bright but rimmed with dark circles from his late nights at work. Astoria looked almost exactly like her father except for her unusually pale skin. That she had inherited from her mother, Avery Ollivander Greengrass. Her mother had hair so blonde it was almost white, that she kept in a short pixie. Her eyes were a dark green, the color of emeralds. She was thin and petite almost a foot shorter than Hyperion. Astoria's sister Daphne looked almost exactly like their mother minus the pale skin.

"Good Morning Toria" Her mother said in her sing song voice as she rose from the table to start breakfast.

"My letter came" Astoria could barely contain her excitement as she waved it in the air. "It came even though Daphne said I wasn't magic enough"

Daphne and Astoria usually did not get along. Lately Daphne had been teasing Astoria that she wasn't magic enough for Hogwarts. Astoria knew the notion was absurd, she had shown more accidental magic than Daphne, and she was Greengrass, a family that was 100% pureblood wizard.

"Of course, it came" smiled her father "Why don't you open it and read it aloud"

Astoria took and breath and carefully opened the letter trying not to tear the envelope. She unfolded the first sheet of the thick yellow parchment.

"Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, Headmaster Albus Dumbledore. Dear Miss Greengrass, we are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry." Astoria took another breath and continued, "Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment. Term begins on September 1st. We await your owl no later than July 31st. Yours sincerely Minerva McGonagall, Deputy Headmistress."

Daphne, Astoria's older sister, had gone to Hogwarts two years earlier. She had remembered taking her sister to Diagon Alley and then to the train. She had been so excited for her turn. She couldn't wait to see her uncle Garrik Ollivander to get her wand and be sorted into her house. Her sister had been sorted into Slytherin like almost every Greengrass including her father. Her mother had been a Ravenclaw.

"What about the materials list" asked her mother scrambling some eggs with her wand.

Astoria unfolded the other page and began reading aloud once again, "Uniform, first year students will require, three sets of plain work robes, black, one pointed hat, black for day wear, one pair of protective gloves, dragon hide or similar and one winter cloak, black with silver fastenings. Please note that all pupil's clothes should carry name tags."

"I don't think they've changed the uniform since I was there" boomed her father's deep baritone voice.

Astoria continued "Course books, all students should have a copy of each of the following, the standard book of spells grade one, a history of magic, magical theory, a beginner's guide to transfiguration, one thousand magical herbs and fungi, magical draughts and potions, fantastic beasts and where to find them and the dark forces a guide to self-protection."

"Looks like your new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is sticking with the classics. Last year was crazy all those Lockhart books. I could have told you he was a quack." Her mother had been in the same year as Gildaroy Lockhart and was always amazed he was able to achieve anything. It had come as no surprise to her he had failed miserably at being a teacher.

"Other equipment, one wand" Astoria smiled with excitement, "One cauldron, pewter standard size 2. One set of glass or crystal phials, one telescope and one set of brass scales. Students may also bring an owl, or a cat, or a toad. Parents are reminded that the first years are not allowed their own broomsticks."

"Here hand me the list" Asked her mother as she floated the breakfast plates to the table. Astoria handed over the list and her mother stuck it to the fridge.

Astoria sat at the table hurriedly eating her breakfast. Her parents began discussing the news, but Astoria wasn't listening, her mind was elsewhere. She was imagining what Hogwarts would be like. Her sister had told her plenty of stories. The previous year had been anything but normal. A beast had been let loose in the castle and the school had almost been closed.

The rest of the summer flew by with anticipation. Daphne had returned home from Pansy's and commenced her torturing again. She had put Astoria in tears telling her she'd be put in Hufflepuff, one day. Near the end of the summer it was time to go school shopping at Diagon Alley. It was a sunny day when they entered Diagon Alley. They went to Gringotts, then Daphne ran off with a few other Slytherin girls, her small purse full of coins. The Greengrass's were be no means the richest wizards, like the Malfoy's but they also weren't poor.

They started by getting her robes, they were enchanted so after the sorting they would become the colors of the witch or wizards house. Next was books. In the window was a cage filled with angry furry books with large fangs. They snarled, startling Astoria. The book keeper seemed relieved she was a first year and did not need The Monster Book of Monster's.

They purchased a few other odds and ends and spent the rest of the day window shopping and eating ice cream. Astoria spent a considerable amount of time eyeing the new firebolt. She was sad she wouldn't be allowed her own broomstick. Her sister hadn't minded, she was afraid of heights, but Astoria loved flying, she may even try out for the quidditch team. As the shadows grew longer, Diagon Alley began to empty out. Daphne soon found them her friends having left.

"Ok" said her father as Daphne rejoined them "Time to pick a pet, then to get you a wand"

Ollivander was Astoria's great uncle and had asked they stop by at closing to get her wand so they could go to dinner after.

"I want an owl" Astoria answered confidently. She had decided she wanted an owl when they had shopped for Daphne's pet. Daphne had chosen a black cat she had named Artemis. Daphne was obsessed with Greek mythology being named after the nymph Daphne.

The family headed back to Eylops Owl Emporium. The store was crammed with cages filled with every type of owl imaginable. The owls were hooting at each other rustling their cages. A short portly woman in bright purple robes came over to the small family.

"How may I help you" said the woman in a gruff voice.

"She is looking for her first owl" Her mother answered motioning toward Astoria, her father patting her hard on the back.

"Well dear do you know what kind of owl you want" asked the elderly woman.

"No" Astoria answered timidly, she hadn't thought that far ahead, "We already have a Northern Whiteface, so not that kind" she added quickly.

"Well let's look around then, see what catches your eye" the woman smiled walking toward the back of the store.

Astoria followed, leaving her family at the front of the store. She passed cage after cage peering in each. As she read the identification cards one name caught her eye.

Norther Hawk Owl (Male) Surnia Ulula 1 year old

Astoria's name meant Hawk. Staring back at her was a grey and white owl that appeared to be stripped with large yellow eyes. The owl hooted at her making eye contact. The older woman had stopped walking and was coming back to where Astoria had stopped.

"Interesting choice, but a very loyal owl" said the woman unlocking the cage, "Would you like to hold him"

Astoria nodded extending her arm, the owl gently landing on it still staring at her. "I'll have this one" Astoria answered not looking away, "Does he have a name?"

"No, he doesn't" smiled the lady, "Why don't you give him one."

Astoria looked at the owl thinking for a minute, "Gawain" answered Astoria in her best welsh accent. Gawain was a welsh name meaning hawk of the battle. Astoria was very proud of her welsh heritage. Her families name was originally Gwairgwyrdd until the English made it forbidden to speak welsh.

"Ah a strong welsh name if I'm not mistaken" the old woman looked more closely at Astoria, "You must be a Greengrass, you have the distinctive mahogany hair and honey eyes."

"Yes, Hyperion is my father" Astoria beamed proud of her heritage.

"Why don't we go back upfront and make this official" chimed the old lady gently nudging Gawain back into the large brass cage and locking the door. She picked up the large cage with a huff, and protest from Gawain and walked toward the front of the store. Astoria following close behind.

Astoria's father was still waiting at the front of the store, her mother and sister had stepped outside. Her father was smiling as he eyed the owl in the cage.

"A Northern Hawk Owl, why am I not surprised." He observed as the older women went behind the counter and setting down the large cage. She began typing into a large brass machine.

"I named him Gawain" said Astoria quickly

Her father smiled giving her a wink and then turned to the lady behind the counter "How much" he asked opening the large leather pouch that was usually attached to his belt.

"3 galleons for the owl" answered the witch "Will you be needing anything else"

"No, we have a family owl so we should have everything we need" Answered her father removing 3 large gold galleons from the pouch.

The elderly woman took the coins and handed Astoria a yellowed piece of parchment and a quill, "If you would fill this out and sign, I'll get your owl ready for travel"

Astoria carefully filled out the paper using her best handwriting as the older woman disappeared through a door behind the counter carrying Gawain. As Astoria finished filling out the license, the older woman returned with Gawain in a large shiny new brass cage, a large brown box under her other arm.

"Well here we are, all ready to go" She placed the large cage on the counter and handed the large box to Hyperion. She took the paper from in front of Astoria, "take good care of him."

Astoria grabbed the cage, a smile across her face. She waved as she followed her father out of the store, "Thank You." she squeaked as the door closed behind her.

"What kind of owl did you chose Toria" Asked her mother. Her sister was chatting with a girl Astoria didn't recognize.

"A Northern Hawk Owl" exclaimed Astoria holding up the large cage, her arms shaking from the weight.

"Here, let me hold him" her father took the heavy cage from her hands.

"Did you give him a name yet" Daphne asked her friend walking away.

"Gawain" answered Astoria still beaming

"Of course, you picked a hawk owl, then named him after a hawk" moaned Daphne rolling her eyes "So typical."

"Not as typical as naming my cat Artemis" sneered Astoria puffing up her chest.

"Girls not now" snapped their mother, "I expect you to behave for uncle Garrik."

Daphne stuck out her tongue earning a glare from their mother. The family turned down Diagon Alley heading toward the small familiar shop. Clouds had begun to gather in the sky casting deep shadows over the cobbled streets. It wouldn't be long until it started raining. As they reached Ollivander's, a small family stepped from the shop, a young boy was clinging to his new wand, his parents looked lost.

The father approached Astoria's father "Excuse me, how do we get back to The Leaky Cauldron" trepidation in his voice.

"Take a right and follow the road all the way up, then just tap the wall" Answered her father trying to be polite.

"Thank you" answered the man nodding

The young boy had jet black hair and eyes almost as dark came up to Astoria, " Are you going to Hogwarts too."

"Yes" Astoria answered excitedly. Daphne had turned her back to the boy, "I'm Astoria", she extended her hand to the boy.

"Miles" he answered taking her hand, "I got accepted to Bobaton's as well, but my French is rubbish."

"Come along Miles," called his mother in a thick French accent pulling her wand from her jacket turning it into an umbrella just as the first drops of rain began to fall.

"I'll see you at Hogwarts" he called as he ran after his parents.

Daphne turned back to Astoria as they walked up the stairs to the shop. "Really Astoria, making friends with a muggleborn, already."

"His mother was a witch" spat Astoria, just because she was a pureblood didn't mean she had to be rude, "He's a half blood"

They entered the store. It was crammed with wand boxes floor to ceiling. The bell above the door chimed as it closed. From the back came a very familiar wizard.

"Hello Avery" smiled Garrik in his crackled voice, "Punctual as usual"

"Hello uncle" Avery hugged her aging uncle

"Daphne, would you be a dear and turn the open sign to closed," asked Ollivander. Daphne did as she was told, "Now Astoria should we get started."

Astoria stepped forward, Daphne sitting on the stool in the corner held the owl cage. Ollivander unrolled his measuring tape and began to measure.

"Ok give me just a moment to fetch a few options," Ollivander hurriedly went around the shop grabbing boxes. A few minutes later he came back 7 boxes in hand. "I was able to do your sister on my first try, but I have a feeling you won't be so easy." He set the boxes down on the front table and grabbed the first box.

"13 inches, ridged, laurel wood, unicorn hair for the core." Noted Garrik. He opened the box and removed a long white wand that glinted in the dim light of the store. It spiraled to the top resembling a unicorn horn.

Astoria took the wand excited. The wand started smoking from the tip before leaping from her hand.

"Defiantly not" muttered her uncle snatching the wand from the air.

They continued like that for an hour, each wand rejecting Astoria as it's new owner. Garrik was getting frustrated. He paused for a moment looking at Astoria, wrapping his fingers on the table now covered in wand boxes. Without a word he walked to the back to the shop and entered his workshop.

"Guess you aren't a real wizard after all" taunted Daphne, "We're going to have to disown you. Pretend you were never born"

"Daphne" snapped Hyperion, "Behave, and apologize to your sister."

Daphne didn't get a chance to apologize as Garrik had returned, another box in hand.

"I only finished this wand yesterday," said Ollivander, as he removed a black wand from the box, " Fir wood, 12 1/2 inches, reasonably supple and a phoenix feather core."

As Astoria took the wand from Garrik's outstretched hand it began to change. Greens and silvers started swirling within the jet-black wand as the color slowly began to change. The tip lit up and a slight breeze surrounded her.

"Give it a wave" said Ollivander a small smile in the corner of his mouth.

Astoria waved the wand in a large arc above her head and mist began to shoot from the tip forming a large cloud shaped like a hawk. It flew to the celling before disappearing.

"Well I think we found your wand" Smiled Garrik, "That is a very powerful wand, but very loyal. Only a small number of wands will change appearance for its owner and most only after years. I wouldn't be surprised that if in a few years it is unrecognizable."

Astoria was smiling as Garrik handed her the box. Astoria carefully placed the wand in the box replacing the lid.

"Can we eat now I'm starving" wined Daphne

"Of course," answered Avery, "Where you would you like to go Garrik"

"How about some fish and chips, just let me grab my cloak" he answered as he headed back to the workshop.

It had stopped raining, but the sky was still dark. The sun now close to the horizon. Garrik returned dark cloak in hand.

"Do you mind if we leave the packages here and grab them before we leave." asked Hyperion eyeing the owl specifically, muggles did not keep owls as pets.

"Go ahead" answered Garrik getting the door for everyone.

They followed Garrik from the shop and down the quiet street. The Leaky Cauldron was busy, filled with wizarding families who had also spent the day shopping. They entered the busy streets of London and walked down the street coming to a small shop front that served fish and chips. They all ordered Hyperion paying and sat at a table in the corner. They chatted over the meal and laughed as Garrik recounted some of the stories of finding wands for the various first years who had been visiting him. Hyperion recounted many stories of magical creatures he had to save from less than scrupulous owners.

It grew dark outside as the city lit up. Astoria loved the energy of London. The way it lit up at night appearing to be sparkling stars. All the people you could find walking down the street. They finished eating and walked back to Ollivander's to retrieve their spoils of the day. They said their goodbyes and headed back out to the London streets. It had become a family tradition to spend a few days at the Waldorf in London before heading off to Hogwarts. The Waldorf had a wizard only section with the best views of the city. They walked quietly the cage covered in the blanket that had been in the large box.

They entered the hotel and walked through a small door off to the side entering a second well-lit lobby. They had checked in that morning. They headed to the elevator at the back of the room. It automatically knew where to take them and shot up to the top of the hotel.

Thanks for reading. Reviews are appreciated. I will try to update on Saturday's