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I love her and that's the beginning of everything.
-Fitzgerald
Chapter 1: First Time Meeting
The sun is high and up. The wind is calming and swaying. It is pure and calming but there is something mixed with it. It is something a muggle can't identify. It is magic. Muggles can't feel it because they don't have magic in their blood. They can't do any spells or send any hex. No, they are not like them. They are much better than them. They are wizards.
The rooster already crowed and it's time for another day. But this is no any ordinary day. No, this is not an ordinary day for him for this is the day he will get his things in Diagon Alley.
Yes. He just got his acceptance letter a couple of months ago and it's time to show Hogwarts what he is capable of and to make his family proud especially his father.
Definitely. Especially his father. He need to make his father proud.
He opened his eyes showing a couple of stone grey eyes. He can feel a sunrays hitting his eyes making him groan.
"Finally, it's damn about time." he sneered at his thought.
He then fixed his bed, took a bath, put on his best expensive robe and combed his silky blonde hair. He might be an heir to one of the most richest pureblood family but he is very organized. He never likes mess or anything dirty. Therefore, no one can touch his bed but him. In fact, few people are only allowed inside the room of the Draco Malfoy.
"No one knows what kind of germs those people carried after all." he thought with disgust.
Yes, he is no other than Draco Malfoy, the one and only heir to the legacy of the Malfoy Family. He might be young, eleven to be precise but he is well-trained to act as a pureblood heir.
At a young age, Draco already knows where his family stands in the Wizarding World. Their family, the Malfoys, is one of the most richest, feared and influential wizard family in the wizarding world. They are one of the elites and his father has a great influence at the ministry. That's why they can always get away with anything. After all, what a Malfoy wants, a Malfoy gets.
He smirked at the thought.
That is true. Since he was young, he doesn't know if there is anything he wished that he doesn't get. Whenever he would ask for something, his parents would always give it to him served in a silver plate. He was spoiled, he would admit, but that is better than nothing to eat and have like the Weasleys.
"Definitely unlike the Weasleys." he sneered.
He sometimes really wondered how those kinds of family produced such a great number of children but nothing to give them. Like a rabbit. Like a fish.
"Pathetic."
After he learned about all the wizarding family, Draco never associates himself to anyone below him. He always pick the people he would be around with. And of course when he said "people who he would associate himself" it means the dark families in the elites like the Zabinis… Parkinsons… Goyle.. Crabbe… Greengrass… Nott and others.
He is the Heir of the Malfoy Family after all. Expectations on him are very high. They are the head and ring leader of the dark families after the Dark Lord died. Their family is the right hand of the Dark Lord; therefore, when the lord died, they are now the iron and ruler. And one day, when he is old enough, he would lead them all. All of them. He would lead them to victory against the Light side. Against the head of the Light. Against the head of the Potter Family. Against her or her husband whoever the head.
He have to. He needs to. He's expected to.
And so he will.
The Dark Lord might be dead but the hatred between the feuding family are still alive. Oh yeah. It's so much alive.
Death Eaters and Dark Families were given second chances to change.
They're insane. It's a big mistake for all the Dark Lord's followers are very faithful to the Dark Side.
And they want revenge. No, they demand revenge.
Against the Light side and especially to her who killed their Lord when she's still a mere baby. Harriana Lily (Harry) Potter. The Girl-Who-Lived.
How ironic. A baby killed the Dark Lord. A girl no less.
Through out his life, he was brought up to hate the Light Side. His father said that they are vile and disgusting creatures. Hypocrites who wants the others to side them just because they were called the Light but not all Light people are nice and good.
It's true he knew that everyone has the potential to be evil.
It's like a curse. We're all human after all. We made mistakes and we learn from it. Well, hopefully we do.
Draco, of course, being the good son of the leader of the Dark side, agreed with his father's belief. He needs to, expected to. But truthfully, he doesn't know why they keep fighting for a dead man who is already below six feet. Oh wait. No. He's vanished. Cursed to Oblivion. A mere ash.
Why do they need to keep fighting? He just can't understand why but he kept his mouth shut. Arguing against the whole dark side is hopeless and suicidal.
"Are you ready Draco?" his father asked him while sitting beside his mother in their impressive dining hall, and reading the daily prophet. This caused him to pulled out of his thoughts.
"Yes father." he said with full respect while sitting across his mother.
"Good morning, love." his mother greeted him with a loving smile.
"Good morning, mother." he answered. His mother is the only one allowed to call him with such endearments. Pansy tried to call him love before and he almost choke with his drink he was drinking. Really? That girl never cease to amaze him. She is not pretty or smart at all. In fact she is just a screaming cow as Blaise put it in. He smirked as he remembered the event.
"Now son, you will meet a lot of people along our little trip, pureblood, half blood, and for Merlin's sake I hope not, any Light people especially muggles and squib." his father said with disgust at the last part.
"Love, we want you to act just like we trained you. Do you understand?" his mother asked him.
"Yes mother but who are mostly going to be in Diagon Alley today?" he asked. He knew most students of Hogwarts would be there since tomorrow is the start of school year but it is better to be prepared.
"The Zabinis might meet up with us and according to the Daily Prophets, Potter and his two little idiot guardians would be there." his father sneered obviously hating the head family of the Light.
"Potter?" he tried to ask seriously. He knew that his father really hates Potter especially Potter's guardian: Sirius Black and Remus Lupin. For his father, those two are just low lives fools who live to annoy the hell out of everyone, especially Sirius. No one has seen Potter without those two and according to the Daily Prophets, Black and Lupin never really let the Wizarding World to see their Girl-Who-Lived : Harriana Lily (Harry) Potter very often. It is of course another heart-broken news for the Wizarding World.
"Now, now, Lucius. We don't want any fight today, much less a war in Diagon Alley." his mother said with a disapproving look.
His father just scoffed and said nothing. He knows that even Sirius Black is a complete buffoon or orangutan, the man is a formidable enemy. Sirius is the head of the Black family: Lord black. He is also a great Slytherin if he wants to be, a great dueler and with the power and the title of Lord Black, he knows that the man is competent. Also add the fact that he is the legal guardian of the Girl-Who-Lived. As much as it pains him to admit, Black is powerful.
Oh how the great and powerful old Dark family had fallen to the hands of Sirius Black. Of all the people, who would have thought that the Lord Black would be that childish man. It is a real shame for the Dark side.
On the other hand, he knows that Remus Lupin is a werewolf. The mind and planner of the trio. The reason and rationality of that so called family. That man is brilliant and if Draco is not mistaken, Lupin is also the personal consultant and advisor for both Black and Potter legacy and vaults.
"Potter." he thought with hatred.
He hates her. How can't he? All he's life he was taught to hate her. But to be honest all he knows about her is the common knowledge everyone knows of. Hell, he hasn't even seen her in person. In fact, only few has seen her.
Maybe she's too ugly. Or dumb. Or stupid. Or weak. He thought disapprovingly
"I bet she is just a brat" he thought. He made a list about everything he knew about her.
Long Black hair, green eyes, thunderbolt scar and pale skin.
Girl-who-lived
Defeater of Voldemort
Heiress of Gryffindor
Heiress of the Potter House
Heiress of the Black House
"As expected." Draco thought.
Even if he won't admit it, Potter is really lucky. Heiress to both rich and powerful family. What else would that girl wished for? She doesn't even need to work when she grew up. Hell! She doesn't even need to go to school. With Potter and Black vaults, galleons, estates, manor, heirlooms and others, she can live without worrying anything. He sometimes wondered why Black never really got a wife. He mean the bastard is not ugly with his Black genes, he gave him that. So what is the problem? But if the rumors and gossips are true, they said that Black is already content with his little family and the Potter brat being his only daughter.
"Draco, we are going now." His father announced and he just nodded while grabbing to their portkey landing into the streets of Diagon Alley.
As expected, the Diagon Alley is full of people. He doesn't know if he should be horrified or be excited. It seems like people are like ants. Merlin they're everywhere! How can they finish their shopping if these people are pushing them from time to time.
Because of the great number of people, they all agreed that his mother will get his books while his father will get his potion ingredient and he would get and wait for his robes in Madam Malkin's.
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The shop is not that great. It's not that big or anything. It's a little bit dusty to be exact but thankfully there is no one around except for the creepy woman in the corner who's been observing him for a while causing him to have goose bumps.
Really? What's that woman's problem.
"A Malfoy! Draco Malfoy? What can I get for you?" the insane looking woman asked him.
"I need a robe for Hogwarts." he said forcing himself to be polite somehow.
"Of course! Of course! This will not be long." the girl exclaimed again. He then thought he will go deaf with all the screaming. The girl measured him and thankfully she go away to take care of the robes.
He then sat on one of the counters while sighing.
"What now?" he asked himself.
The place can passed as a hunted house and he was there with an insane-creepy-looking-woman.
How very lucky of him
He then tried to look around and observe everything around him. Unfortunately there is nothing to be observed. The dust is everywhere. The room was crowded with materials for robes and he is alone. Well not for long.
Crack
He heard the door opened and a girl get in. She was wearing a dark green expensive robe without a crest and a dragon boots. Even if the robe doesn't have any crest, it is no doubt that the girl was rich.
She has a long black hair and pale skin. A ring on her right pointing finger. You cant of course missed the green eyes. Over all, the girl is somehow pretty and decent. He can't deny that but what family is she came from?
The girl just nod at him.
"That's it?" he thought. Just a nod?
Hell! Some girls their age go crazy on his looks and this mere stranger just nod? Is she insulting him?
He saw the girl sat beside him, obviously waiting for Madam Malkin's. They stayed there in silence. Just sitting. Awkward silence. It's so uncomfortable and nerving. He can't take it anymore so he started a conversation.
It's better to talk to the girl than to die of boredom right? That would be an embarrassing death for a Malfoy.
"Are you going to Hogwarts?" he asked the girl. He saw the girl jumped because of his voice. He wanted to chuckle but he knew that it's not going to be polite.
"Yes. Are you?" the girl asked with a smile. He wants to smile back but no. A Malfoy never smile like a fool. A Malfoy is respectable and feared. He reminded himself.
"Yes. What house do you think you would be? I'm sure I'll be in Slytherin." he said smugly.
"I don't really know yet." she said truthfully.
"Well, no one really knows yet but Hufflepuff will be a shame." he spat causing the girl to giggle.
"It can't be that bad. Say, do you play quidditch?" she asked.
"Yes, do you?" he said proudly.
"Not really but I like flying and they said I'm good at it." she said with pride.
"Are you sure or are you just lying?" he asked unsure while eyeing the girl.
"Hey! I'm good you know!" she protested while rolling her eyes.
"We shall see. Shame we can't bring brooms." he said while adding a challenging voice.
"Is that a challenged I heard? I'm afraid you might need to back down for I don't want you to cry if you lose." she said with a smirk.
"Why you! Well, seeing as you are very confident of your skill maybe you really are good but I don't still think you can beat me." he taunt her not backing down with a smirk."
"Okay, Malfoy. You get yourself a deal." the girl grinned while waving a hand to him.
"So you know me huh?" he said.
"Obviously, I don't know anyone other than the Malfoys with such hair like yours. Pretty golden hair." she said while pointing at his blonde hair.
"Don't call my hair pretty. It sounds so wrong." he exclaimed while turning around. He's a boy for Salazar's sake! He can feel his face heating up and it's all because of that blasted unknown girl who called his hair "pretty gold hair." Damn it.
"Oh come on! .. It's really smooth and .. pretty. See?" she said while laughing so hard and touching his hair.
"Stop calling my hair pretty!" he said at once while yanking her hand off his hair and turning back again. Obviously embarrassed with the event.
"Hahahhahahaha! Malfoy! You're all red! Hahaahahaha." she said while laughing uncontrollably.
He knows he is really red. Merlin! He's a Malfoy! A Malfoy never blushed! He didn't dare to turned around and faced the insane girl.
"Who treats a Malfoy like this anyway? And who said a Malfoy has a pretty golden hair in front of their faces? Oh yeah wait! No one! Because they are all scared of them and their family's power." he scowled at his thoughts while glaring now at the still laughing girl.
"Okay okay. I'm sorry okay? It's just that you're so red." she said while wiping her tears.
"Oh no! Go on! Keep laughing! I'm really happy to be your great entertainer." he said sarcastically.
"Hey, I'm just kidding you prat!" she said while holding his shoulder to support herself while holding her stomach. No doubt aching because of the uncontrollable laughter.
"Who are you anyway?" he asked still glaring at the girl.
"Oh yeah, I haven't introduced myself. I'm … " the girl trailed.
"Mr. Malfoy! Your robes are ready to go! Thank you for shopping here and your mother is at the other side of the shop waiting for you." she said too cheerily for his likeness.
"Go on, we'll wee each other at Hogwarts." the girl smiled and he just nodded.
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She just met her soon to be mortal enemy, Draco Malfoy or so that's what her guardians are telling her. She doesn't really understand them. Just because they are dark doesn't mean they have to be enemy already. Geeeez. Talk about being paranoid. She just doesn't give a damn about all those hatreds between Dark and Light. And who said she wants to lead the Light side when she grew up. Gezzz.
And the Malfoy is not really that bad. Or is it because he doesn't know me?
Anyway she just got her robes, 10 robes to be exact. Merlin! Why does she needs 10 new robes? Oh! It's because of his bloody godfather who loves buying her everything.
She checked her watch. She needs to go now at their meeting place. She wondered if Sirius and Remus ordered her strawberry ice cream already.
"Sirius! Remus!" she called when she saw her two guardians eating ice cream at the corner of the ice cream shop.
"Harry!" Sirius exclaimed while still eating his ice cream.
Of course, his godfather is a pig. It's a wonder why he is Lord Black. Regal and feared is a big no no in describing his childish godfather.
"We ordered your ice cream already Harry. Strawberry?" her Uncle Remus asked while shoving her ice cream towards her.
"Soooo? Did you get your robes? Did you meet someone? A friend?" her godfather asked him continuously.
"Siri, I don't need 10 robes you know! There's only 5 days of classes a week!" she whined while pouting.
"10 robes? Really Sirius? Why do you think Harry would go to Hogwarts? For fashion?" Remus just sighed while eating his chocolate ice cream.
"But Mooooony! I just want our baby here to have everything she needs. What if she forgot to ask the elves to wash her robes? What if someone suddenly prank her? What if some accident happened and her robes were ripped? What if her robes suddenly get on fire? What if…" Sirius said frantically while gripping his hair tightly.
"Ignore him, ignore him Harry. Your godfather is just getting insane." Remus said while rolling his eyes.
"What if someone incidentally threw foods on her robes? What if .. " Sirius is still talking in panic. Not even stopping at once.
"Understandable uncle." she said while grinning.
"Sooo, did you meet someone?" her Uncle Moony asked.
"Yes and he's nice." she answered while smiling.
"He? So it's a boy huh? Mind sharing who's this "he" you just met?" Remus asked her while eyeing her.
"What if someone spill…" Sirius said while still wit his withdrawal.
"It's just Draco Malfoy." she said happily while eating her ice cream.
And with that simple sentence, all hell break loose.
Bloody hell!
Remus chocked on his ice cream.
Sirius stopped ranting.
The silence is deafening.
Time seems to stop.
She gulped.
"A Malfoy?!" Sirius and Remus shouted at her, finally out of their complete shock.
Merlin! Help her!
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