Chapter 1
"Draco," my father drawled. "Your Hogwarts letter arrived. It's a shame your mother needs you nearby, or else you would be at Durmstrang. You need your dark arts, and Hogwarts obviously isn't giving it to you!"
My dad swept is long silver, blonde male off his shoulder and spotted the news owl.
"I'll pay the owl, father," I said. I fixed a strand of my slicked back silvery blonde hair and then picked up five knuts from the kitchen bowl and slid them in the owl's leather pouch. I grabbed the newspaper and opened it up.
"Father, there's an article on the Dark Lord coming back. They finally know, I can't believe it!"
"Draco, you must keep this silent at school. Nobody can know!" my father exclaimed.
"Honey," my mum started in her girlish voice, "We must be off to Diagon Alley, before any of the mud bloods show up there. We need a pureblood back in Hogwarts."
She pulled her long, whitish blonde hair into a bun. My father came behind my mother and gave her a quick kiss.
"I'm off to the ministry, I have to make a gold deal with a goblin. They ask for a lot of money, those little freaks," he said.
"Bye, Lucius," my mum said and gave a small wave.
My father apparated and my mother turned to me, "We have to get you new books, and a new quill. We have to hurry, of course, Mrs. Crabbe and Mrs. Goyle are coming over. Come on, Draco, grab some floo powder, already!"
"Yes, mum," I said.
I grabbed a hand full of the powder and dropped it into the fireplace. It turned the fire an emerald green and I stepped inside, "Diagon Alley," and vanished from the fireplace. I opened my eye slightly and saw fireplaces swirling around me and I felt myself slowing down. I held my hands in front of me and landed on a cold surface with my hands, in a push up position. I scrambled out of the fireplace and my mum appeared in the fireplace after me. She arrived in a standing position and pulled me off the ground.
She grabbed my hand and pulled me towards Florish and Blotts, "Draco, dear, mud blood alert!"
I turned my head and saw Hermione Granger, Ronald Weasley, and Harry Potter. Ronald Weasley glared at me, as did Harry Potter. Hermione Granger gave me a friendly smile. I raised my eyebrows back and gave a small smile, that my mother, Weasley, or Potter could see.