Summary: After disappearing for nearly a decade, Draco Malfoy returns to Wizarding London with a gorgeous wife in his arms. Wizarding London is intrigued; who is this woman, and why does she seem so familiar?
Author's Notes: Hello! I've always wanted to write a scenario like this, I find it hilarious and sort of badass. I hope you enjoy it!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything.
Prologue
2010, Grimmauld Place, London, England
"Ginny, take a look at this," Harry Potter said from his recliner, as he frowned the paper he was reading. His wife, however, paid no attention as she put on her dangling earrings.
"Ginny," Harry called again.
"What?" Ginevra Weasley-Potter swiveled her head towards her husband, and the heavy earrings she had on swayed violently.
"Look, Malfoy's back in England," Harry said, settling the paper in front of her.
She peered at the moving photo that took up almost the entire page of the Prophet's gossip column. It was of Malfoy, easily identifiable by his blonde hair, and a woman whose face was covered by her elegant wide brimmed hat. They hurriedly walking along a London street, and Malfoy had his arm wrapped around her waist.
"Huh," Ginny puffed. "I thought he was dead."
Her husband shrugged. "I thought so, too, but apparently not. Apparently he's alive enough to get himself a wife."
Ginny sniffed. "I bet she's a pureblooded gold-digger from some rich wizarding school," she snorted.
He didn't respond, staring intently at the paper. The woman beside Draco Malfoy looked vaguely familiar - the shape of her body, her height, her stride, and even her tan shoulders seemed familiar to Harry. It was like he's seen her before - deeply engraved in his subconscious.
"Doesn't she look familiar to you?"
Ginny took another look and shook her head. "Nope, doesn't look like anyone I know." She went back to her mirror, trying to fix the make up on her face.
Harry was unconvinced. She was painfully familiar - he knows her, he's sure of it.
"Look," his wife said with an irritated sigh. "She probably one of the Slytherin bimbos he had around his arm during Hogwarts, okay? You might have seen her then."
He decided to let it go, lest it upset Ginny.
But still, there was a nagging feeling inside him that he can't let go.
A/N: I hope you liked is so far! I originally wanted this story to be a one shot, quick and easy, but there's something pulling me to make this a little more extensive. So hence, I don't know how long this story is going to be, but I hope you find it interesting and enjoyable nonetheless.