"Rosaline, I advise you come downstairs so we can go get your school supplies." Shouted my father's cold voice. Putting on my façade that I only put on for my father, I quickly treaded the stairs, as not to upset him. I, Rosaline Alesya Malfoy, more commonly known as Rosie, was finally going to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I was so glad to finally attend Hogwarts. I have been counting the days all summer.

When I finally reached the bottom of the staircase, I grabbed my father's hand, already knowing that we were going to be apparating. I felt the familiar jerking behind my naval as we zoomed to Diagon Alley.

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"Narcissa, would you please assist Rosaline to buy her supplies? I need to make a jaunt to Knockturn Alley to sell something…" he said cryptically. "We will meet in one hour at Flourish and Blotts."

Slightly relieved when Father and Draco strode away, I took my mother's hand as we walked to the shops. We first walked to Eeylop's Owl Emporium, and I bought a beautiful Tawny owl in which I named Mortimer. Next, we went to Madame Malkin's for robes. I sat on a stool while Madame Malkin took my measurements and prepared my robes. All I had left after that was a wand. Getting a wand was very easy; it only took two tries. We still had twenty minutes left, so Mum bought me some ice cream at Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor.

Finally, one hour later, me and Mum met Father and Draco at Flourish and Blotts. Apparently there was a special book signing by the famous and handsome Gilderoy Lockhart. I personally thought he was a bit of an airhead, but most girls don't think so. I was looking at Quidditch Throughout the Years when I first saw him. Black windswept hair, emerald green eyes; he was beautiful.

Out of the corner of my eyes I spotted Father and Draco walk in. Quickly averting my gaze as not to get caught staring, I appeared absorbed in my book again. Suddenly I heard Lockhart's voice say "It can't be Harry Potter!?"

Harry Potter? I thought to myself. I looked up and saw the lightening bolt scar on his forehead, and was amazed that I had not recognized him before. I watched as poor Harry was overwhelmed by the flashes of the cameras as he made the front page of the Daily Prophet. Looking for the first opportunity to get away from the cameras, Harry quietly walked off the stage and returned to his friends. I then saw Draco walk over to him looking quite annoyed but confident.

"Bet you loved that, didn't you, Potter?" sneered Draco, his dislike for Harry etched onto every particle on his face..

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Famous Harry Potter" said Draco "Can't even go into a bookshop without making the front page."

I felt this was the time I should step in.

"Lay off Draco!" I said, getting angry at his behavior. "You know he didn't want any of that."

"Stop nosing around Rosie. Hasn't Father taught you anything?" scoffed Draco, looking annoyed.

"You -" but I got cut off as Harry's friend-who I guessed was a Weasley with his bright red hair-walked up with his books in one arm and said "Oh, it's you." He obviously didn't like my brother either. "Bet you're surprised to see Harry here, eh?"

"Not as surprised as I am to see you in a shop, Weasley," retorted Draco. "Your family must have gone hungry for a month just to pay for those books." At that comment I turned around and shoved him to the ground. His face showed complete shock as he sat on the floor where I pushed him.

Right at that moment, Mr. Weasley walked in. "Children! What are you doing? It's too crowded in here, let's go outside"

I felt a hand touch my shoulder.

"Well, well, well - Arthur Weasley." Said Father, with a hand on both mine and Draco's shoulder.

It didn't go too well from there. Father made a comment about the Weasley's money, which ended up in Mr. Weasley and my father in a fight, which attracted many of the customers. Harry and his friends then left the store leaving me with an annoyed Draco and a livid Father. Mum, hearing the commotion, came running toward us.

"What happened, Lucius?" said Mum breathlessly.

"Nothing of importance, Narcissa," said Father proudly. "Let's just go home now, as it seems we have gotten all of our supplies. Come, Rosaline"

As not to make Father any more angry, I took his hand and we apparated away.

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