Disclaimer: I'm sure you've heard this a million times but here it goes. I am not JK Rowling and I do not own HP or anything to do with him. The only thing I take credit for is my characters and this plot. Thanks and have fun reading. I am looking for a beta reader if anybody is interested let me know

Chapter 1

I sat up and looked around, "Where am I?" I muttered scanning the unfamiliar forest. I tried to remember how I got here, but I was drawing a blank. The last thing I remember is running from…what was I running from?

"You do realize this is private property, and that would make you…trespassing" a smooth voice drawled pulling me out of my thoughts.

I quickly turned around to face the voice. He was a boy! No…not a boy…a man; a very good-looking man probably around the age of 16 or 17 with white blonde hair and steely grey eyes.

"Bloody hell" he muttered, as he looked me up and down. "What happened to you?"

"I…I don't know," I whispered casting my eyes to the ground.

"How can you not know?" he spat rolling his eyes.

"I…I…" a wave of nausea swept over me. His hand reaching for me was the last thing I saw before a black fog consumed me.

I opened my eyes and glanced around. "What is with me and waking up in strange places?" I muttered as a raked a hand through my hair.

"Do you do that a lot?" I snapped my head to face the voice.

"Who are you?" I asked moving away from him a little.

"Ha…shouldn't it be ME asking YOU that?" he said cocking an eyebrow.

"I'm…" wait…who am I? What's my name?

"You're…?" he pried.

"I'm…I…I don't know," I whispered choking back the tears that threatened to fall.

"Shh…please don't cry…I hate when girls cry…you will remember in time," he reassured me with a small smile.

A wave of silence fell over us, neither one of us knowing what to say.

"You still haven't told me your name," I whispered breaking the silence. I looked up at him and waited for his answer.

"Draco Malfoy at your service" he replied with a short bow. A giggle escaped as I watched his antics. Who bows when they introduce themselves? It seems so old-fashioned.

"Finally a smile…such a beautiful smile for such a beautiful lady," he smirked down at me.

"Are you always this much of a charmer" I asked trying to hold back a smile.

"Only when I am in the presence of a beautiful lady" He paused for a moment and looked like he was thinking something over, "that's what I'm going to call you" he said suddenly his face lighting up with excitement.

"What are you going to call me" I asked almost afraid of what the answer was going to be. What if he chooses some horrible name like Holga or something?

"Belle…Its French for beautiful, it fits you well" he said with a nod.

Oh boy, what have I gotten into? Beautiful? Me? He must be joking.

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