Disclaimer: I do not own anything Harry Potter. J.K. Rowling wouldn't give me any part...not even Draco...I even asked for a threstal instead but I didn't get that either. I only own the plot, my own characters, and the brain that is thinking up this story.

Chapter One

Lost

It's been five years since my last year at Hogwarts and exactly five years, eight months and twenty-four days since Voldemort died. I find myself here standing on the riverbank of the Seine in Paris, France, on a beautiful June day. After Hogwarts I, Hermione Granger, became an Interior Designer and am currently on vacation to Paris.

Harry and Ginny ended up marrying a year after Ginny finished school and have a two-year-old boy named Aidan Riley Potter. Harry's an Auror and when Aidan turns old enough to go to a muggle school in three years, Ginny is going to go back to being a fashion designer full time. Right now she goes in twice a week with ideas and drawings. She works for a wizard company called Britt! Couture opened up four yeas ago in the United Kingdom. It had been very popular in the U.S. for five previous years before it came here.

Ron's over in Romania with Charlie helping Dragons. They started a very successful business there that helps preserve the dragon's habitats. Ron's still single but Charlie has twins; Vienna, a girl, and Vyse, a little boy. They're both six years old and love Uncle Ron.

Fred and George opened their joke shop. It beat out Honeydukes in selling their products by 50%. Neither has married but Fred, or maybe it's George, is going out with Alicia Spinet.

Percy and Penelope Clearwater are still dating. I think that Bill said that Percy plans on asking her to marry him but he didn't know when. Bill is still single in the marriage department, though I think he might be dating an Italian girl.

After the defeat of Voldemort, things became calmer. Harry killed him over the winter holidays in our seventh year. Harry brightened up after the defeat...

"HONK!"

"Ahh!" Wow! I need to watch where I'm going when I cross the street. I'm on my way to the Louvre to visit the Mona Lisa and Madonna of the Rocks. Ever since I was little I've always wanted to visit some of Leonardo Da Vinci's famous art. After working for four months of overtime and saving all my vacation and sick days, I've finally been able to take a three week vacation. I only have two weeks and four days left. The first three days I settled down and explored the city.

After walking for two blocks I finally make it to the Louvre. I'm a little scarred about going in but I'm just acting silly. There was no way to get lost in there and not find my way out! There are hundreds of people in here. After overcoming my small fear I walk into the Louvre and pay my admission. I walked through the Denon Wing and up the escalators. I climbed up the two flights of stairs and took a sharp right. I walked the thirty-five yards or so to the Grand Gallery. I was so excited! I was going to see two of my favorite paintings! I walked into the Salle de Etats, the Louvre's most famous room.

There she was, centered on the right-hand wall and across the room was Madonna of the Rocks.

"Wow, she's gorgeous!" I exclaim. Many people think that she's too foggy, but it's just the style of the painting. Leonardo Da Vinci was an excellent sfamato artist. I always wondered why she was smiling. It is like she has a secret but she won't tell.

Fifteen minutes have passed when I start to move across the room. Madonna of the Rocks is so mysterious. In the picture above baby John the Baptist, the Virgin Mary is making a threatening gesture. Her hands were curled in a claw-like form as if holding a head. Uriel was making a cutting gesture as if cutting the invisible head. The nuns who asked for this painting were none to happy and asked for another one that was more orthodox.

"Ware is he?" a little voice said beside me. Looking down I see a little girl that can't be older than four or five. "How could he go away?"

"Excuse me, sweetie," I say gently. "Who are you looking for? Maybe I can help?"

"He said that he'd be wight back but when I went looking for him, I didn't find him."

"Darling, who are you looking for?" Maybe she'll answer it this time.

"My..."

"Get away from her now! Leave her alone! People like you should be locked up for good!"

"I'm sorry, I was just...trying...to help...her," I say startled and surprised. Halfway through talking I turned around to see none other than Draco Malfoy.

"Likely story Granger. Next time try to make it seem a little more convincing."

"Draco, she was weally trying to help me. You said you'd be wight back but when I went to find you I couldn't."

"You were supposed to wait by the water fountain while I used the bathroom, not wonder around!" Wow...they look a lot alike...is that his...

"Is she you daughter?" Did I just ask that?

"Are you mad! This is my sister, Giselle!"

"You have a sister?" Yep, there I go again. I need to start thinking before I speak again.

"Yes I have a sister! Can you not see the resemblance!?"

"Why? How?" Crap, where's some duck tape? Does anyone have any duck tape?

"Bloody hell woman! What's with the twenty question quiz? Now do you need me to teach you about the birds and the bees? Or should I show you?" His last sentence was said in a low whisper so his sister wouldn't hear.

"No," we stand in silence for what seems ages until his sister pipes in.

"Do you want to come out to dinner with us : she asked.

"What!?" we both ask simultaneously.

"Do you wanna come eat with us?"

"She can't," Draco answered.

"Excuse me; it is not you right to say whether I can do something or not." Turning to his sister, "I would love to eat dinner with you." There, take that, Malfoy! I might not want to eat dinner with you but your sister I can handle.

"Yay! Where're we gunna eat?"

"She's not eating with us."

"Why not?"

"Because today is mine and your day out."

"I want her to come."

"No!" And then she started to cry. I didn't know whether to laugh or not because the next second Malfoy was down on one knee beside her. She must have him wrapped around his finger.

"Shhh, Giselle don't cry. I'm sorry sweetie. She can come to dinner with us if you want, just don't cry." The second she heard the word "dinner" she stopped crying. Wow, who would have thought that the sly, cunning Slytherin King would be conned by his own sister.

"We'll eat at the restaurant La Tour d'Argent for dinner. We'll pick you up at 7," Draco said while standing up.

For the first time I got to look at Draco as he was standing up. Muggle clothes aren't that bad on him. It shocks me to see that he is wearing muggle clothes but then again we are in a muggle part of Paris. His hair wasn't short or slicked back but instead a cute, shaggy type cut. He's wearing loose blue jeans with a nice, is that Abercrombie, button up pale, dark blue shirt. Ti top it off he had on black converse. He doesn't look so bad. Might need a little help on style but he's okay. I figured he'd be wearing green or silver though.

"Like what you see?" he asked with his famous trade mark smirk.

"No, I've seen better." Ha! Take that Malfoy.

"Draco, can we go? I want some ice cream!" She seems a little spoiled but look at who her brother is? No wonder.

"I have to go too. I'm staying at Elysees Star Hotel. So I'll be outside at seven," and with that I walk off.

A/N: So how did you like the first chapter?? I have a lot of the plot worked out and now all I have to do is type it up. The second and third chapters are almost done but with school starting two weeks ago I've been super busy so I might not update everyday but instead try to update like once a week, maybe twice if I have time. Please tell me what you think in a little review! Its that button down in the bottom left hand corner! =Lenne=