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" Start Of New Romances "

"It's summer for crying out loud." Draco Malfoy muttered as he looked at his mother with desperate attempts on changing her mind. "You don't exactly mean what you're saying now do you?"

Narcissa Black, who was awfully fond of how her new name made her sound so eloquent and young, looked down at her son and sternly raised her eyebrow. "I make good on my word Draco and when I say you are to continue your studies, you will do as I say." She looked at her reflection on the mirror and swished her wand. Instantly, her lavish long blond hair was pulled into a hair do that screamed 'I-Am-A-Hot-Single-Wizard-Mother'. "Besides, now that your father is off to his mistress down hell and is never coming back to us, I can finally do justice on your education and what I think is right for you."

"She was not his mistress mother." He reminded her. He can still feel the bitterness she felt. "And father did not go to hell. He died but didn't go to hell."

She gave him another look and he held his hands up in surrender. "Do as I say and you'll be in good condition." Her face suddenly softened by looking at his own son's features. "Oh, Draco." Kissing his forehead, she fixed his hair, brushing as few strands away from his forehead. "You're better off studying for your last year to make up for what you've missed when you served under the Dark Lord." The name, he could tell, sent shivers down his mother's spine. "Now .. You'll be back on the grounds of your school when September hits and there shall be no more argument to be made with me. Are we clear on that?"

Tugging on his black suit, he muttered unhappily, "Crystal."

"I don't understand why you want to be doing this Hermione." Harry Potter looked down at his friend with eyes filled of dread. "I mean .. we already know that you're one of the brightest witch of all our generation. What's the whole point of proving it?"

She shook her head, fixing her black strapless dress. Pulling on the end hems just above her knees, she went on and explained herself. "We missed our last year. For crying out loud, I want to enjoy Hogwarts for at least a year knowing that there's none of those damned death eaters following our tails."

Ron Weasley, who has been laying down on the bed, careful enough not to wrinkle his dress robes, looked at her with utter fright. "B-but Hermione! We don't want to come back with you!"

She rolled her eyes. "And whoever said that I was asking for you two pathetic dim-wits to come with me?"

Harry took a stand on this one, not missing out on her tune. "Hey. For your information, if you happened to not know, the guy you are calling dim-witted is the same guy that save your arse and killed Voldemort."

"Oh thank you for pointing that out to the girl that went through every obstacle with you for the past seven years, Captain Obvious."

Ron tried to hide his snorts. "Well, there goes your comebacks flushed down the toilet." Harry, out of aggravation, picked up a pillow and threw it at him. He started to freak out when he noticed that the magical lints were attaching themselves at his shirt. "Merlin, gerremoff, gerremof!" he stood frantically. Brushing them away abruptly, he ran for the door. "DOBBY, KREACHER, I'M COVERED WITH LINT THAT'S STICKING ON ME FOR DEAR LIFE!"

"Master I am not Dobby, nor am I Krea-"

"GERREMOFFFFF!"

Hermione just continued with a frown on her face. "Exhibit A. Anymore questions?"

He sighed. He wasn't even going to bother, he always lost to arguments against her anyways. Either that or he forfeited from the start. "Fine. But if you go and we're not there-"

"Yes Harry. I'm a big girl now, I think I can take care of my own self, thank you very much."

He grinned before turning around to get ready to leave. But before chucking out of the room, he looked back and said, "Oh and Hermione?"

"Mhm?"

"Don't you think you ought to change?" he said with a conservative tone. "You're showing a lot of skin if you did not realize."

"But I like how it looks on me."

"Yes, but then men will stare at you."

"Then that shouldn't bother you. I am a girl after all."

"Yes but you're my best friend."

"And your point?"

He sighed, defeated once again. "Never mind."

Luna Lovegood hummed to the tune and danced by herself along with the huge group that has attended the Ministry's Summer Ball Party. In her pastel cream colored dress, she looked like perfection with each move .. The really only thing that she needed with her was a man.

As if the heavens have heard her and pitied her loneliness, out of all people that would be company to her, she had to bump into Draco Malfoy.

"Watch it," he said in a warning voice, the infamous Malfoy smirk appearing and popping up on his flawless face. She looked at him and smiled dreamily, which easily irritated him. "What the hell are you looking at Lovegood?"

"You look handsome tonight Draco."

He felt a nerve pop inside his head. Even though he felt his mood get higher when she noted his appearance, it was still coming out from Luna Lovegood. She was the last person he'd want to receive a compliment from anyways. Everyone knew she could be eccentric at times. He had to admit though, she looked dashing tonight on her dress. He's never really seen her show her legs other than through her school uniform. Her skin seemed so soft and perfect and the pale color of the blue dress made her silvery grey eyes glow. Not to mention what good the dress did to certainly not fail on showing her figures. Her long dirty blonde hair fell down to past her shoulders and it was held with what looked like a headband with a big light yellow butterfly on the side near her fringes.

"How many times do I have to tell you not to call me Draco?" He suddenly remembered that it was still Luna. No matter how much she looked good on the dress, it didn't change the fact that she was .. well .. lunatic. She was really the only one that calls him Draco, other than his mother. In school, everyone referred to him as 'Malfoy'.

"But Draco has a much better sound than Malfoy. Besides, it is your name if I'm not mistaken."

He raised an eyebrow to look at her. Deciding to drop it, he asked, "What the hell are you doing in the middle of the dance floor?"

She beamed. "Dancing."

"All alone?"

She nodded. Then, a small frown tugged on her face. "If only daddy was still alive, maybe he would be the one I'd be dancing with."

He almost choked from his own spit. "Xeno is dead?"

She tilted her head. "You did not know?" He shook his head. A moment of silence passed them by and the only noise made by either the two of them was their breathing. Shit, he thought, Now I feel guilty. "Where's Pansy?" She broke his train of thoughts.

"How am I suppose to know where that skank is?" he spat bitterly.

She looked at him, confused. "Oh .. so you two are no longer together?"

"I didn't want to in the first place, she was the one that kept on following me."

She nodded her head softly and he just looked back at her eyes. Not quiet knowing why, he offered her his hand and said, "Would you dance with me?" He was surprised that those were the words that came out of his mouth. But what really shocked him was her response.

With a smile, she took his hand and said, "With all my pleasure."

AUTHORS NOTE:

This story will take place right after DH era. It'll be a bit AU because I will admit that I'll have to tweak things around for this story to be able to work. In my version, Lucious is dead, Ginny and Harry nor Hermione and Ron never ended up with each other, Narcissa changed her surname back to 'Black' and Luna's Father Xenphilious, is dead. There will be some other tweaks but I can't really say them right now since then it'll be a spoil aha. Also, in this story, Hermione will be off back to Hogwarts to make up for what she missed when she left with Harry and Hermione and so will Draco. That will make them in the same grade level with Luna so in this one, they will certainly have classes together. All the same, Voldemort is dead. As much as I'd love to throw our famous villain here, It would lack the humor part if I said that death is chasing after them STILL, lmao.

Anyways, JKR definetely owns everything. I am just letting my imagination go wild.