Draco Malfoy walked through the streets of Diagon Alley

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Draco Malfoy walked through the streets of Diagon Alley. He had been here hundreds of times with his father, Lucius Malfoy, but this was the first time he was going to get supplies for Hogwarts. Draco was rather excited to be going to Hogwarts, however, he could not help but feel that something strange was going to occur.

Diagon Alley was quite busy as other children were getting supplies as well. Draco longingly stopped at the Quidditch store, but had to remind himself that was for later. Right now, he had to purchase a wand.

The sign for Ollivander's came into view as Draco pushed his way through the crowd. Once he reached the door, he slowly opened it and noticed that no one was there. Perhaps he is in the back.

Draco closed the door behind him. There were rows of wand boxes lining the walls. How could there be just one for him with so many around? A large book was lying open on a table in the middle of the room. Draco walked up to the table and turned the book to face him. He was just about to inspect it.

"Just as inquisitive as your father was, Mr. Malfoy." Draco jumped and looked up to see Mr. Ollivander standing next to him.

"Well, I dare say you take a lot after your mother, she had an Elm, 9 ¾, Unicorn Hair." Mr. Ollivander paused to observe Draco's eyes. "I can see your mother's colour in your eyes. Though you have more of your father's eyes with the dark grey, though I am amazed they are not as dark as his are."

"I…I am sorry sir, but my father has light blue eyes." Draco interrupted

"Oh, does he? Ah, yes, I remember now. Well, that really does not matter, now does it? You are here for a wand." Draco simply nodded. He was beginning to get a little scarred by Mr. Ollivander's strange behaviour.

Mr. Ollivander searched for a good ten minutes before coming with a wand, however Draco ended up blowing a large amount of papers off the table.

"No, No" was all Mr. Ollivander would say. Actually none of the 'normal' wands Draco tried worked, until Mr. Ollivander stood looking quite puzzled. A look of question formed on his face, after a minute and "I wonder" was all he said, before disappearing.

Mr. Ollivander appeared again holding a black wand. He took one look at the wand and then handed it to Draco. A warm sensation came over Draco and a soft green light formed around him.

"Very interesting." Remarked Mr. Olivander

"What is interesting, sir?"

Mr. Ollivander looked at Draco and took the wand from his hand. Slowly he examined it. "Often a wand will take after the attributes of a parent. Usually a girl's wand will take after the mother's and a boy's wand after the father's. Your wand, Mr. Malfoy, obviously does not." He then handed it back to Draco. After purchasing the wand,

Draco left Ollivander's store rather relieved to be out of there. Mr. Ollivander stood watching after him.

"Yes, we will definitely see great things from you, Mr. Malfoy."

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Narcissa Malfoy walked through the busy streets of Diagon Alley looking for her son, Draco. He had only gone to purchase a wand; he should have been back already. She had promised Lucius they would meet him for lunch and both Draco and she knew how Lucius got when he was upset.

Narcissa had looked everywhere for Draco, when she noticed him by the Quidditch store. "Draco, I thought I told you to meet me at the bookstore once you got your wand. Your father will probably be waiting for us."

Draco turned toward Narcissa with a smile, but it slightly dropped by the end of her scolding. "Well, I just bought my wand and I stopped quickly to look around." Draco said as they both began to walk.

Narcissa turned to Draco a look of confusion on her face. "It took you that long to find a wand?"

Draco nodded at her question. "Yes and Mr. Ollivander was awfully strange. He said that my wand was interesting because it was not like Father's or your wand."

Narcissa slowed down slightly. "Really? What type of wand did you get?"

"13 inches, ebony, part Dragon's Heartstring, part Hawthorne." Replied Draco.

Narcissa looked forward not looking at Draco. "Oh, well that is interesting." For the rest of the small trip to the centre of Diagon Alley neither Draco nor Narcissa talked to one another. Draco stared into the shops wondering if he needed anything from them and Narcissa seemed to be in deep thought. Finally, they caught up with Lucius and went to eat. Lucius, unlike Narcissa did not seem as affected by the type of wand Draco had bought. He was far too busy talking about the fact that Draco would be a good Death Eater now, especially since Draco would be getting the proper training as a wizard. However, in public, he would never say that word out loud, but they both knew what he meant. He was so wrapped up with his little speeches he never even noticed that Draco and Narcissa rarely spoke.

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The Malfoy Manor was a realm of utter chaos as the house elves raced to get all of Draco's supplies ready for his trip to Hogwarts. None of them wanted to get in the way of the master. That would only cause problems and delays.

Lucius walked into the main living room where Draco and Narcissa were. They all greeted each other accordingly.

"Well, this is your first year at Hogwarts so I hope you excel at everything. I won't accept anything less, is that clear?" Draco could see that gleam in his father's eyes and knew what it meant and what would happen if he did not do his best.

"Yes, Father."

"Good. I have some pressing matters in London that cannot wait so your mother will be accompanying you to the train station." With that, said Lucius walked away leaving Narcissa and Draco alone. They both knew what matters Lucius was talking about but neither would say anything aloud.

An hour later, Narcissa and Draco were walking through the train station to Platform 9 ¾ where the Hogwarts Express lay waiting.

Narcissa stopped her son and grabbed him in a hug. "Draco, I want you to be on your best behaviour. I do not want any letters about you misbehaving."

"Yes, Mother."

"Alright, just remember that we will be going to Diagon Alley during Christmas Break and you father is not to know. Well have a wonderful time and I want you to write me when you can."

"I understand Mother and I will." Draco and Narcissa hugged each other for a few more minutes, until the whistle rang from the train. They both let go and looked at each other for a second before Draco left to get on the train.

Gods, they are so alike. Narcissa thought as tears came to her eyes threatening to fall. She waved as the train took away her only pride and joy.