Lillian's POV

"Lillian get up we have to go to diagon alley to get all of our stuff for Hogwarts." Ron yelled while pounding on the door to my room. "Alright, Alright. I am getting up right now. I'll be down in a second." I reply as I get up and get changed into a simple grey sweater, at and scarf, and a black skirt with a pair of burgundy ankle boots. I brushed through my light brown hair and thought 'how am I the only one in the family who doesn't have red hair.' I dismissed the thought and went down the many steps to see my mom. "Lillian are you ready to go we don't want to be late getting there everyone must be there getting their items for school?" My mom was always so organized and I admired her for that.

"Yes I am ready to go. I have my list of everything I will need." I stated as we started to head to the fireplace and grabbed a handful of floo powder. When we were all at diagon alley mom took me to the places I had to and dad took Ron. It was only us two going to Hogwarts this year, next year Ginny would be doing this too. As mom took me to all the places I had to go the last place was the book shop. When mom was getting all the books I saw a boy, he had white blond hair and silver almost grey eyes. He looked familiar like I had seen him before but I couldn't remember him from anywhere.

I was drawn to him and wanted to know why I thought he looked familiar but before I could dad showed up by my side snapping me out of my thoughts by saying "Lillian come on don't get involved with that boy. It will not end up well." I was very confused by his sentence so I asked "Why, dad he seems like a normal boy?" Dad then tensed up a bit and I didn't know why until a turned around and saw that boy and an older man, whom I assumed was his father, with him.

"Lucius"

"Arthur"

"Lillian we should get going your mother will be waiting for us." Dad said to me in a rather cautious tone. That boy I can't help but think I know him from somewhere. "Why the rush Arthur, who is this girl you're with?" The older man, Lucius, said. Now that I look at him he seems familiar as well. "Lucius this is my daughter, Lillian. Lillian this is Lucius Malfoy." I heard my dad say through gritted teeth. I dismissed his behavior because he was rarely ever like this so I said "The both of you look familiar do I know you from somewhere?"

Lucius seemed rather pleased that I asked him this but the boy seemed upset and I couldn't help but feel worried. I don't know why I felt worried it's not like I know him or anything, I think. I saw Arthur shoot a warning glare towards Lucius and then I heard "No, I don't think we have met before. This is my son, Draco, by the way." I looked at the boy, Draco, and said "I'm Lillian but I guess you know that by now." I stuck out my hand for him to shake.

Draco shook my hand and I felt a spark when he touched my hand but I didn't show a lot of emotion from it, I only quietly gasped a bit. "I'm Draco, Draco Malfoy." he said then he pulled his hand away and I felt a little bit of a loss when he did. "Oh my, Lillian let's go home, you need plenty of rest for tomorrow." I hear mom say from behind me. I was still looking at Draco, even when mom and dad were dragging me away from him.

"What do you guys have against Lucius and Draco?" I asked when we got back to the burrow"Our families have a deep history together." was all they said before sending me to bed. I couldn't help but let my mind wander off as I headed to my room. My thoughts were shifted to the boy from the book store, Draco Malfoy. Even his name sounded familiar to me. Maybe tomorrow at Hogwarts when our parents aren't there to cause strife I could learn more about him and figure out why he looked so familiar.

When I went to sleep my mind was filled with the image of that boy, of Draco. I was so nervous tomorrow because I knew he would be put into Slytherin just by the way he acted and I was hoping to be put into Gryffindor. I had to be put into Gryffindor there wasn't a part of me that wanted anything else. I didn't want to be the only Weasley that wasn't in Gryffindor. But I shouldn't worry because I am not anything like a Hufflepuff or Ravenclaw and I am not a Slytherin, I am not sly or cunning. So I shouldn't worry.

As I drifted off into sleep my dreams were filled with the boy from the bookstore.

What do you guys think of this? Is it to short, too long or just the right length? I will try to update at least three times a week maybe more if I have time but I have a lot happening at school this week.

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