My Last Breath
Part One
I got off the train and looked around at all the people bustling around doing their everyday things without a care in the world. I didn't know why I agreed to come back to London. I walked out of the train station and rented a car. I drove to the house I grew up in, I dreaded every moment as I drove past the huge gates and up to the mansion. I was home and a part of me didn't want to be back here. I parked the car and went straight up to the door. I hesitated not too sure if I should knock and desperately wanting to run back in the car and drive away. But before I had a chance to act the door opened and a tall skinny woman stood facing me. Her long white blond hair tied back and her brilliant blue eyes staring into mine.
"Hello mother." "Draco." She moved aside to let me in. A servant hurried up to me and took my things up to my room. "Well it's certainly nice to see you again," she said as the servant disappeared around the corner. "Is it really mother?" she stared at me coldly making me feel a bit uncomfortable. "Last I remember you couldn't wait for me to leave. And now it's nice to see me?" "What have you been up to Draco? Living well amongst the muggles?" "Actually I am. they don't tend to bother me as much as you and father do." She smiled a sarcastic smile. "Your father is in his studies." "I'm surprised he's still alive." I said to her back as she walked upstairs. She said nothing to me.
I walked into the study and stared at my father as he sat at his desk. I had a sudden feeling of déjà vu. I remembered standing in the same spot the last time I was home. My father telling me off for my mistake at not helping the Dark Lord. Instead he didn't know that it was not a mistake and I had purposely wanted to help Harry Potter. Not because I liked him but because I had lost respect for the Dark Lord. My father never looked up at me he continued to write in his book. I coughed and he finally acknowledged my presence.
"Draco." "Lucius." I hindered from calling him father. My growing distaste for him made me loathed him every second I stood in that room staring at his face. "Well I see you have done well for yourself. How are things going for you son-" "Lucius, you haven't spoken to me for 4 years why start now. Whatever it is you want from me just say it now so I could kindly refuse and go back to my life without your complications." "Alright since you are in a hurry. I know that you want nothing to do with this family anymore and we want nothing to do with you. But since you are the heir to the Malfoy fortunes. We need to know where you stand." "What do you mean where I stand?" "Well are you planning on taking over the Malfoy Manor when I pass away?"
"Would you like me to?" "No I would like to die in peace knowing my fortunes are going to someone worthy." "Well then why call me here?" "Because you will have to denounce your right to the manor. So you'll need to come to a hearing with me at the Ministry." "Fine. I can't believe you're still allowed in there." And with that I said nothing more and he said nothing more and I went up to what use to be my room and collected my things. I had no intention in staying at the Malfoy Manor and so left to find another dwelling.
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I had settled at The Leaky Cauldron that night. My parents didn't seem to care that I had left or even noticed. When I awoke I walked downstairs ordered a drink and went walking through Diagon Alley. I hadn't been here since I left Hogwarts and felt thoroughly strange walking through it. The last time I was 17 and buying school items and now I am 21 and looking at the world I had left behind after I helped Harry Potter kill Lord Voldemort. As I strolled through Diagon Alley I hoped I wouldn't run into anyone I knew. Being reminded of my past was something I didn't need. I walked into a joke shop and looked around at all the children talking excitedly. I walked further in and watched a little boy not much older than 11 buying a bag full of sweets that made you sick. He pulled out his money and handed it to the man standing behind the counter. A tall good-looking red headed man. Weasley. I walked up to the counter after the boy was done paying and another man who looked identical to him joined the man. He whispered something into the other's ear and they both started laughing.
"What's so funny?" I interrupted. They both looked at me. "May we help you?" "Fred right? I could never tell you guys apart." "And you are?" George stared at me trying to figure out how I knew them. "Draco," I said pointing at myself. "Draco Malfoy?" They said nothing to me instead they ignored me and went to the back. I felt a bit stupid and walked out of the shop. Making myself promise that the next time I see a familiar face I wont go stalking after them trying to see if they remember me. Lost in my thoughts I ran into someone knocking them and myself to the floor.
"Oh I'm sorry." I said without looking at them instead I tried to help them pick up their contents off the floor. "Draco?" I looked up and was staring into the eyes of a young girl with long bushy brown hair. "Haven't changed a bit have you Granger?" She chuckled "I really hoped you would have grown out of calling me Granger. It's Hermione." "Ok, Granger." "Fine, You can't teach an old mule new tricks." We stood their staring at each other for a few seconds before someone interrupted. A tall red head. Another Weasley. "Hermione hurry up we're going to be late. And you know how my mum got the last time we were late-" He stopped to stare at me standing there with Hermione's things in my hands. "Ron clearly you remember Draco Malfoy." Ron Weasley nodded I smiled. He turned back to Hermione and tried to get her to leave with him. She grabbed her things out of my hand and said goodbye. They started to leave when she stopped and turned to look at me. "Where are you staying?" she asked me looking concerned. "The Leaky Cauldron." She nodded then said goodbye again and I watched as she trotted off with Weasley. I took that as a sign to head back to the Leaky Cauldron for some rest.
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**FLASHBACK** I strolled slowly down the long dark corridor following the voices. I knew I would be punished if I were caught. But nonetheless I still proceeded. I finally came to the room were I had heard the voices I hesitated outside the door. I wasn't sure if I really wanted to know what was going on in there. But the screams were calling to me and I felt obligated to at least know what was causing so much pain. I reached out for the knob but the door opened. I looked up at a tall man blinded by how bright it was in the room I squinted. I couldn't see the man's face. "Why aren't you in bed Draco?" I looked around confused. "Draco?" I started to hyperventilate. "Draco?!?" **END FLASHBACK** "Draco?" I awoke with a scream and coward into the corner. I looked around the room hoping to find that I am really alone and there is no man. My eyes stopped on this young man sitting near my bed. He stared at me, his eyes hidden behind glasses. And his dark messy hair in his face. "Potter?" I managed to say. He nodded and smiled. "Malfoy what are you doing here?" I didn't answer I hadn't seen Potter since the defeat of Voldermort and my purpose for leaving the wizarding world behind was to get away from everything remotely close to my old life. Here was Harry Potter sitting across from me. "My dad asked me to come back so I can denounce my heir to the manor and his fortunes." He nodded and looked around the room. "How did you know I was here?" I asked him finally getting up from my corner. "Hermione told me." We stood in silence for what seemed like hours until he finally spoke. "You never gave me time to thank you for helping me." I shrugged and started dressing myself. "I probably couldn't have done it without you." "Potter save it. You were meant to do it so if I had helped or not wouldn't have mattered you still would have killed him eventually." "Yea but with your help it was sooner rather than later. Do you want to get something to drink?" I looked at him considering his request.
Here I was having a drink with the boy I hated in school. We had decided to go to a muggle bar instead of staying in the wizarding world. Figuring it would be safer and easier for me. "I've been meaning to give you something." He pulled something out of his pocket and handed me an envelope. "What's this?" I asked him "Open it Malfoy." I looked at it and then started opening it cautiously. "It's not going to bite." I chuckled and finally opened it and pulled out a picture. I stared at it. It was a picture of a young girl with long black hair and beautiful hazel green eyes. She stared back at me wearing jeans and a t- shirt. She waved back at me. "Josie." I whispered to myself. "Hermione took that of her the day before Voldemort-" He cut off knowing not to go that far. I nodded and looked up. "She said she's been wanting to give it to you since it happened, but you never gave her the chance." I sighed and excused myself. We said our goodbyes and I headed back to the Leaky Cauldron holding the picture of Josie in my jacket pocket. I sat in my room all day thinking about the past.
**FLASHBACK** After returning home from doing Voldemort's bidding my father preceded to tell me of my position in the Malfoy family and what I had to do to keep the family name feared. I sat in his study listening to him lecture me. Everything he said went in one ear and out the other. I had no intention in serving Lord Voldemort for the rest of my life. I wanted to do things my own way. I wanted my own life. That night I went to bed without eating. Telling my mother I wasn't hungry. I sat up in my room until I was sure everyone was asleep and snuck out my bedroom window.
I walked around Hogsmead and settled into the Three Broomsticks. I sat in a booth at the back drinking a butterbeer and thinking to myself. About what it really meant to be a Malfoy. Then I saw him, Harry Potter, walking in with his usual group of friends. Ron and Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, and someone new. A young girl with long black hair and hazel green eyes. She looked a little bit like Granger but far more attractive. I stared at her as they all took their seats at a booth on the other side of the bar. Potter noticed me staring at them and glared at me. I took it as a sign to leave. So I got up paid the barmaid and walked out of the door. On my way out I ran into Crabbe and Goyle.
"Draco? What are you doing here?" Crabbe looked at me suspiciously. "What's it to ya?" I said glaring. "I was just wondering. I thought your father had you home bound or something." "No." I heard the door to the Three Broomsticks open and out walked Potter and his friends. They stopped in front of me, Crabbe, And Goyle. "Potter." "Malfoy." I tried as hard as possible not to look over at the girl but finally I gave in and looked at her. She smiled at me. "Hi." She said in a sweet, welcoming voice. "Hi." I said back completely mesmerized by how beautiful she was. "I'm Josie and you are?" "Draco Malfoy." "Interesting name." "Thanks." Potter rolled his eyes and walked off. They all followed behind Granger pulling Josie away. She looked back at me and then walked off with the rest. I let out the breath I had been holding in. No one has ever had this affect on me before.**END FLASHBACK**
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I woke up that morning feeling restless. My dreams hadn't allowed me to sleep. I dressed myself and headed for the Ministry of Magic. The hearing went rather well. There was just a lot of paper signing and agreements. No fighting or arguing of any sort. And I left feeling better than before. I no longer had to carry the Malfoy name. Arriving at the Leaky Cauldron I had a wonderful surprise from Harry Potter again. "And to what do I owe this wonderful visit?" I said to him. He walked around the room "Just thought you might want to have a real dinner. Mrs. Weasley asked me to invite you over to the Burrow." "The Burrow?" "The Weasley home." I hesitated and then finally agreed I hadn't had a real dinner for quite some time.
On arriving at the Burrow I was greeted by the entire Weasley family as well as Granger and Longbottom. We had all sat down to eat Mr. Weasley asking me questions concerning the Muggle world. "So Draco, tell me what are muggles like in America?" "No different than besides they are a lot more destructive. Not as civilized as the ones here." He nodded with excitement.
The rest of the dinner was fine. Afterwards everyone went outside to watch the Twins set off fire works just for the hell of it. I sat outside under a tree thinking:
**FLASHBACK** I had been shopping at Diagon Alley with my father when I saw her. Josie. She was with Granger again. They were just walking out of Gringotts with two muggle adults and a Weasley. I stared at her as she pulled her beautiful long black hair into a ponytail. I guessed she had noticed me staring and look at me. She smiled and waved I smiled back. "Some girl you fancy?" I came out of my trance and looked up at my father as he looked over at Josie. I shrugged in response. "Just some girl I met at Hogsmeade a while back." "Well she looks like she's friends with muggles and that mudblood. So I don't think she's that exciting or that worthy." He looked away and led the way to Knock turn Alley. I followed closed behind after taking one last glance at her. She was in a deep conversation with Potter. I hung my head and followed my father.**END FLASHBACK**
"What are you doing?" I looked at Granger as she sat next to me. "Nothing. Just thinking." "Sounds fun. What are you thinking about?" I went through my thoughts and wasn't too certain if I should share anything with her. But she had been there for me when things went bad. "Josie." She nodded and looked at the fireworks. We sat in silence for a few minutes. "Draco what are you doing tomorrow?" "I have a hearing at the Ministry." "What time is that at?" "I dunno 8 in the morning." "Hmm. well afterwards you should stop by my house." And with that she got up and left.
I arrived back at the Leaky Cauldron tired. I went straight to bed.
**FLASHBACK** I was sitting alone in the Three Broomsticks when someone sat down opposite me. I looked up and was staring into a pair of beautiful hazel green eyes. She smiled at me. "Hey, you're Draco right?" I nodded. "Good. I don't usually remember names but yours was so unique I guess it was easy to remember." I didn't say anything I didn't know what I was going to say. She was so beautiful and I didn't want to say anything stupid. "So, Hermione tells me that you're a slytherin." "Yea, what house are you in? I don't think I have ever seen you around Hogwarts, of course I don't usually take notice to people in other houses." Her smile faded. "I don't go to Hogwarts." "What school do you go to?" "Sherry Heights." "I've never heard of that school." "That's because it's a muggle high school." I was shocked. I didn't want to believe that the girl I had been obsessing over for the past two weeks is a muggle. "You're a muggle?" she nodded "Hermione is my cousin and I'm staying at her house for a few months while my parents are off in Australia doing stuff." I didn't know what to say. "And since you seemed like really nice guy the last time I met you I thought I would try and actually talk to you." "You're here alone?" "No, Hermione, Harry, and Ron are somewhere else. I told them I wanted a drink and I came here and surprise here you are." She smiled. Even if she was a muggle part of me couldn't help falling for her sweet smile and beautiful voice. "So I was thinking we could be friends since I just found out how to use owls and I have one of my own-"
"You have an owl?" "Well yea, I have more than one. my father breeds them. Anyway, I was thinking we could still talk and stuff after I leave. That's of course if it's ok with you?" "Um. I dunno." "Well I guess Harry was right?" she got up to leave and I stopped her. "What do you mean Harry was right?" "Well he told me you wouldn't want anything to do with me once you figured out I was a muggle. But he said I should try anyway. He seemed to notice the way you stare at me when you see me." "How do I stare at you?" "Like I'm some goddess or something." "I do?" "Well that's the way Harry put it." I couldn't help but smile. She started to leave. I watched her back as she reached the door. Then I yelled after her "You can send me owls if you want!" she looked at me and smiled then disappeared out of the Three Broomsticks. I fell back into my seat and almost melted. I couldn't help smiling the entire time I sat there just thinking of her.**END FLASHBACK**
Part One
I got off the train and looked around at all the people bustling around doing their everyday things without a care in the world. I didn't know why I agreed to come back to London. I walked out of the train station and rented a car. I drove to the house I grew up in, I dreaded every moment as I drove past the huge gates and up to the mansion. I was home and a part of me didn't want to be back here. I parked the car and went straight up to the door. I hesitated not too sure if I should knock and desperately wanting to run back in the car and drive away. But before I had a chance to act the door opened and a tall skinny woman stood facing me. Her long white blond hair tied back and her brilliant blue eyes staring into mine.
"Hello mother." "Draco." She moved aside to let me in. A servant hurried up to me and took my things up to my room. "Well it's certainly nice to see you again," she said as the servant disappeared around the corner. "Is it really mother?" she stared at me coldly making me feel a bit uncomfortable. "Last I remember you couldn't wait for me to leave. And now it's nice to see me?" "What have you been up to Draco? Living well amongst the muggles?" "Actually I am. they don't tend to bother me as much as you and father do." She smiled a sarcastic smile. "Your father is in his studies." "I'm surprised he's still alive." I said to her back as she walked upstairs. She said nothing to me.
I walked into the study and stared at my father as he sat at his desk. I had a sudden feeling of déjà vu. I remembered standing in the same spot the last time I was home. My father telling me off for my mistake at not helping the Dark Lord. Instead he didn't know that it was not a mistake and I had purposely wanted to help Harry Potter. Not because I liked him but because I had lost respect for the Dark Lord. My father never looked up at me he continued to write in his book. I coughed and he finally acknowledged my presence.
"Draco." "Lucius." I hindered from calling him father. My growing distaste for him made me loathed him every second I stood in that room staring at his face. "Well I see you have done well for yourself. How are things going for you son-" "Lucius, you haven't spoken to me for 4 years why start now. Whatever it is you want from me just say it now so I could kindly refuse and go back to my life without your complications." "Alright since you are in a hurry. I know that you want nothing to do with this family anymore and we want nothing to do with you. But since you are the heir to the Malfoy fortunes. We need to know where you stand." "What do you mean where I stand?" "Well are you planning on taking over the Malfoy Manor when I pass away?"
"Would you like me to?" "No I would like to die in peace knowing my fortunes are going to someone worthy." "Well then why call me here?" "Because you will have to denounce your right to the manor. So you'll need to come to a hearing with me at the Ministry." "Fine. I can't believe you're still allowed in there." And with that I said nothing more and he said nothing more and I went up to what use to be my room and collected my things. I had no intention in staying at the Malfoy Manor and so left to find another dwelling.
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I had settled at The Leaky Cauldron that night. My parents didn't seem to care that I had left or even noticed. When I awoke I walked downstairs ordered a drink and went walking through Diagon Alley. I hadn't been here since I left Hogwarts and felt thoroughly strange walking through it. The last time I was 17 and buying school items and now I am 21 and looking at the world I had left behind after I helped Harry Potter kill Lord Voldemort. As I strolled through Diagon Alley I hoped I wouldn't run into anyone I knew. Being reminded of my past was something I didn't need. I walked into a joke shop and looked around at all the children talking excitedly. I walked further in and watched a little boy not much older than 11 buying a bag full of sweets that made you sick. He pulled out his money and handed it to the man standing behind the counter. A tall good-looking red headed man. Weasley. I walked up to the counter after the boy was done paying and another man who looked identical to him joined the man. He whispered something into the other's ear and they both started laughing.
"What's so funny?" I interrupted. They both looked at me. "May we help you?" "Fred right? I could never tell you guys apart." "And you are?" George stared at me trying to figure out how I knew them. "Draco," I said pointing at myself. "Draco Malfoy?" They said nothing to me instead they ignored me and went to the back. I felt a bit stupid and walked out of the shop. Making myself promise that the next time I see a familiar face I wont go stalking after them trying to see if they remember me. Lost in my thoughts I ran into someone knocking them and myself to the floor.
"Oh I'm sorry." I said without looking at them instead I tried to help them pick up their contents off the floor. "Draco?" I looked up and was staring into the eyes of a young girl with long bushy brown hair. "Haven't changed a bit have you Granger?" She chuckled "I really hoped you would have grown out of calling me Granger. It's Hermione." "Ok, Granger." "Fine, You can't teach an old mule new tricks." We stood their staring at each other for a few seconds before someone interrupted. A tall red head. Another Weasley. "Hermione hurry up we're going to be late. And you know how my mum got the last time we were late-" He stopped to stare at me standing there with Hermione's things in my hands. "Ron clearly you remember Draco Malfoy." Ron Weasley nodded I smiled. He turned back to Hermione and tried to get her to leave with him. She grabbed her things out of my hand and said goodbye. They started to leave when she stopped and turned to look at me. "Where are you staying?" she asked me looking concerned. "The Leaky Cauldron." She nodded then said goodbye again and I watched as she trotted off with Weasley. I took that as a sign to head back to the Leaky Cauldron for some rest.
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**FLASHBACK** I strolled slowly down the long dark corridor following the voices. I knew I would be punished if I were caught. But nonetheless I still proceeded. I finally came to the room were I had heard the voices I hesitated outside the door. I wasn't sure if I really wanted to know what was going on in there. But the screams were calling to me and I felt obligated to at least know what was causing so much pain. I reached out for the knob but the door opened. I looked up at a tall man blinded by how bright it was in the room I squinted. I couldn't see the man's face. "Why aren't you in bed Draco?" I looked around confused. "Draco?" I started to hyperventilate. "Draco?!?" **END FLASHBACK** "Draco?" I awoke with a scream and coward into the corner. I looked around the room hoping to find that I am really alone and there is no man. My eyes stopped on this young man sitting near my bed. He stared at me, his eyes hidden behind glasses. And his dark messy hair in his face. "Potter?" I managed to say. He nodded and smiled. "Malfoy what are you doing here?" I didn't answer I hadn't seen Potter since the defeat of Voldermort and my purpose for leaving the wizarding world behind was to get away from everything remotely close to my old life. Here was Harry Potter sitting across from me. "My dad asked me to come back so I can denounce my heir to the manor and his fortunes." He nodded and looked around the room. "How did you know I was here?" I asked him finally getting up from my corner. "Hermione told me." We stood in silence for what seemed like hours until he finally spoke. "You never gave me time to thank you for helping me." I shrugged and started dressing myself. "I probably couldn't have done it without you." "Potter save it. You were meant to do it so if I had helped or not wouldn't have mattered you still would have killed him eventually." "Yea but with your help it was sooner rather than later. Do you want to get something to drink?" I looked at him considering his request.
Here I was having a drink with the boy I hated in school. We had decided to go to a muggle bar instead of staying in the wizarding world. Figuring it would be safer and easier for me. "I've been meaning to give you something." He pulled something out of his pocket and handed me an envelope. "What's this?" I asked him "Open it Malfoy." I looked at it and then started opening it cautiously. "It's not going to bite." I chuckled and finally opened it and pulled out a picture. I stared at it. It was a picture of a young girl with long black hair and beautiful hazel green eyes. She stared back at me wearing jeans and a t- shirt. She waved back at me. "Josie." I whispered to myself. "Hermione took that of her the day before Voldemort-" He cut off knowing not to go that far. I nodded and looked up. "She said she's been wanting to give it to you since it happened, but you never gave her the chance." I sighed and excused myself. We said our goodbyes and I headed back to the Leaky Cauldron holding the picture of Josie in my jacket pocket. I sat in my room all day thinking about the past.
**FLASHBACK** After returning home from doing Voldemort's bidding my father preceded to tell me of my position in the Malfoy family and what I had to do to keep the family name feared. I sat in his study listening to him lecture me. Everything he said went in one ear and out the other. I had no intention in serving Lord Voldemort for the rest of my life. I wanted to do things my own way. I wanted my own life. That night I went to bed without eating. Telling my mother I wasn't hungry. I sat up in my room until I was sure everyone was asleep and snuck out my bedroom window.
I walked around Hogsmead and settled into the Three Broomsticks. I sat in a booth at the back drinking a butterbeer and thinking to myself. About what it really meant to be a Malfoy. Then I saw him, Harry Potter, walking in with his usual group of friends. Ron and Ginny Weasley, Hermione Granger, Neville Longbottom, and someone new. A young girl with long black hair and hazel green eyes. She looked a little bit like Granger but far more attractive. I stared at her as they all took their seats at a booth on the other side of the bar. Potter noticed me staring at them and glared at me. I took it as a sign to leave. So I got up paid the barmaid and walked out of the door. On my way out I ran into Crabbe and Goyle.
"Draco? What are you doing here?" Crabbe looked at me suspiciously. "What's it to ya?" I said glaring. "I was just wondering. I thought your father had you home bound or something." "No." I heard the door to the Three Broomsticks open and out walked Potter and his friends. They stopped in front of me, Crabbe, And Goyle. "Potter." "Malfoy." I tried as hard as possible not to look over at the girl but finally I gave in and looked at her. She smiled at me. "Hi." She said in a sweet, welcoming voice. "Hi." I said back completely mesmerized by how beautiful she was. "I'm Josie and you are?" "Draco Malfoy." "Interesting name." "Thanks." Potter rolled his eyes and walked off. They all followed behind Granger pulling Josie away. She looked back at me and then walked off with the rest. I let out the breath I had been holding in. No one has ever had this affect on me before.**END FLASHBACK**
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I woke up that morning feeling restless. My dreams hadn't allowed me to sleep. I dressed myself and headed for the Ministry of Magic. The hearing went rather well. There was just a lot of paper signing and agreements. No fighting or arguing of any sort. And I left feeling better than before. I no longer had to carry the Malfoy name. Arriving at the Leaky Cauldron I had a wonderful surprise from Harry Potter again. "And to what do I owe this wonderful visit?" I said to him. He walked around the room "Just thought you might want to have a real dinner. Mrs. Weasley asked me to invite you over to the Burrow." "The Burrow?" "The Weasley home." I hesitated and then finally agreed I hadn't had a real dinner for quite some time.
On arriving at the Burrow I was greeted by the entire Weasley family as well as Granger and Longbottom. We had all sat down to eat Mr. Weasley asking me questions concerning the Muggle world. "So Draco, tell me what are muggles like in America?" "No different than besides they are a lot more destructive. Not as civilized as the ones here." He nodded with excitement.
The rest of the dinner was fine. Afterwards everyone went outside to watch the Twins set off fire works just for the hell of it. I sat outside under a tree thinking:
**FLASHBACK** I had been shopping at Diagon Alley with my father when I saw her. Josie. She was with Granger again. They were just walking out of Gringotts with two muggle adults and a Weasley. I stared at her as she pulled her beautiful long black hair into a ponytail. I guessed she had noticed me staring and look at me. She smiled and waved I smiled back. "Some girl you fancy?" I came out of my trance and looked up at my father as he looked over at Josie. I shrugged in response. "Just some girl I met at Hogsmeade a while back." "Well she looks like she's friends with muggles and that mudblood. So I don't think she's that exciting or that worthy." He looked away and led the way to Knock turn Alley. I followed closed behind after taking one last glance at her. She was in a deep conversation with Potter. I hung my head and followed my father.**END FLASHBACK**
"What are you doing?" I looked at Granger as she sat next to me. "Nothing. Just thinking." "Sounds fun. What are you thinking about?" I went through my thoughts and wasn't too certain if I should share anything with her. But she had been there for me when things went bad. "Josie." She nodded and looked at the fireworks. We sat in silence for a few minutes. "Draco what are you doing tomorrow?" "I have a hearing at the Ministry." "What time is that at?" "I dunno 8 in the morning." "Hmm. well afterwards you should stop by my house." And with that she got up and left.
I arrived back at the Leaky Cauldron tired. I went straight to bed.
**FLASHBACK** I was sitting alone in the Three Broomsticks when someone sat down opposite me. I looked up and was staring into a pair of beautiful hazel green eyes. She smiled at me. "Hey, you're Draco right?" I nodded. "Good. I don't usually remember names but yours was so unique I guess it was easy to remember." I didn't say anything I didn't know what I was going to say. She was so beautiful and I didn't want to say anything stupid. "So, Hermione tells me that you're a slytherin." "Yea, what house are you in? I don't think I have ever seen you around Hogwarts, of course I don't usually take notice to people in other houses." Her smile faded. "I don't go to Hogwarts." "What school do you go to?" "Sherry Heights." "I've never heard of that school." "That's because it's a muggle high school." I was shocked. I didn't want to believe that the girl I had been obsessing over for the past two weeks is a muggle. "You're a muggle?" she nodded "Hermione is my cousin and I'm staying at her house for a few months while my parents are off in Australia doing stuff." I didn't know what to say. "And since you seemed like really nice guy the last time I met you I thought I would try and actually talk to you." "You're here alone?" "No, Hermione, Harry, and Ron are somewhere else. I told them I wanted a drink and I came here and surprise here you are." She smiled. Even if she was a muggle part of me couldn't help falling for her sweet smile and beautiful voice. "So I was thinking we could be friends since I just found out how to use owls and I have one of my own-"
"You have an owl?" "Well yea, I have more than one. my father breeds them. Anyway, I was thinking we could still talk and stuff after I leave. That's of course if it's ok with you?" "Um. I dunno." "Well I guess Harry was right?" she got up to leave and I stopped her. "What do you mean Harry was right?" "Well he told me you wouldn't want anything to do with me once you figured out I was a muggle. But he said I should try anyway. He seemed to notice the way you stare at me when you see me." "How do I stare at you?" "Like I'm some goddess or something." "I do?" "Well that's the way Harry put it." I couldn't help but smile. She started to leave. I watched her back as she reached the door. Then I yelled after her "You can send me owls if you want!" she looked at me and smiled then disappeared out of the Three Broomsticks. I fell back into my seat and almost melted. I couldn't help smiling the entire time I sat there just thinking of her.**END FLASHBACK**