I suppose you could call this a companion fic or even a sequel to my other story Through Someone Else's Eyes, but you don't have to read it to follow this one. Hope you enjoy!

-Kit Kat

Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter. It belongs to Ms. JK Rowling.

Astoria remembered the first time she had ever met Draco Malfoy. Actually, it was more of a confrontation.

She had been crying. Clutching a picture of her family, she ran down the cold stone halls of Hogwarts until she reached her Hiding Place.

Astoria had discovered the Room in her first year when she was desperately trying to find a place to stash a forbidden Fanged Frisbee. Ever since then it had been her personal haven. Now she once again had something she needed to hide, and her Hiding Place obliged.

Astoria always told people she had nothing to hide. That was true until that day. She decided to hide who she was. She ashamed, or at least she was told she ought to be. Her elder sister, Daphne, had a deathly case of Pureblood Mania.

"She's not worth it, you know," Daph' had spat at her when she found her. Clutching the picture and sitting on her bed looking upset. She missed her parents…both of them. Even if Mum was a Muggle.

"What?" Astoria asked, shocked.

"Mum. She's not a witch, she's not worth missing."

"You wouldn't be here if it weren't for her! It's those awful friends of yours you've been listening to! You're not a Pureblood Daphne! Get over it."

"I wish I was, and if you start telling people exactly what Mum is I'll disown you, too."

Devastated, she had left.

Astoria reached her Hiding Place, known to everyone else as the Room of Requirement. The door appeared and she turned the tarnished gold handle. She could hear the caged birds inside chirping. The Room was filled with old things. Stacks of books and an old record player, forgotten broomsticks and ancient-looking chairs, a dirty old tiara. But there was something in her room that hadn't been there before. A person, standing next to an old cabinet and a stone bench. He was pale as the snow outside and wore black robes. He was holding a shiny green apple with a single bite out of it. The boy turned around. I surprise look barely rippled across his face before one of rage overtook it.

"Out!" he screamed at her, throwing the apple at her. Astoria dropped the picture in shock. She heard the glass shatter but never moved her gaze from the pale boys face as he yelled,

"Get out!"

She fled, slamming the door behind her. She had never seen someone so beautiful, yet so angry. She'd hadn't had time to register who he was until hours afterward. He had scared her so much she forgot she'd left her photograph. In fact, she forgot all about the photograph until a few weeks later. But if one thing was certain it was that she wasn't ever going to forget the first time she met Draco Malfoy

Thanks for reading! Don't forget to review. And don't worry, the following chapters will be much longer. :) -Kit Kat