AN :: I have had this story in mind for a long time and finally decided to write it. It might start a bit slow, but stick with me…I promise it will get more interesting! Also, it is going to be a very long story.

Dana hated Mondays for the same reason it seems that everyone hated Mondays; it was the first day of the week, and five days away from the sighed as she looked herself over in the mirror. She is a petite, 16 year old girl with long, wavy, brown hair, green eyes, and tan skin. Dana stood about 5'5" and weighed approximately 120. She was wearing her ever typical cowboy boots, jeans, and fitted tee-shirt. Smoothing her hands over her hair quickly, she grabbed her backpack and headed down to the kitchen where her mother and little sister where waiting.

"Bout time you got down here." Her mother scorned playfully. "Now now dear mother, you can't rush perfection." She joked as she grabbed a breakfast bar from the cabinet, and tussle her sister's hair, before rushing out the door, mumbling something about being late for school.

On her way to school she noticed a boy around her age, or maybe a year or two older, walking downtown. She had not seen him before, and with his stunning good looks she was sure she would have remembered him. His slick, white-blonde hair, tall slim body, and brooding heir about him made him seem unforgettable.

On any normal day this boy would not have stood out to her, It was very common for people to be walking around downtown. This boy however did not seem to be walking with a purpose, and at his age he should be heading to school. Maybe he is lost? Dana thought to herself with a shrug. Assuming he was new to town, and was just checking things out, she shrugged it off, and went on her way to school. After all, it was fairly common for new people to wait a few days before registering for school. She didn't think anything else about it as she pulled up to the local high school, and jumped out of her pickup truck (book bag in tow) to head off to class.

Draco Malfoy did not like this place his mother chose for them to hide. Everyone talk weird, and he hadn't spotted a single clue that there was any wizarding world close by. I guess that's the point, he sighed, as far away from him as possible. Draco clenched his fists at the thought of he-who-must-not-be-named. It had been bad enough living in London and going to Hogwarts, with everyone knowing his family was supporters. They may have out casted him, but at least he had a few close friends to talk to and plenty of magic. Now, he had no clue what to do. He had never even heard of a Movie Theatre, but apparently it was very popular with the muggles here.

Sighing again he decided to make his way back home. Home, he scoffed, I wish I could really go back home. Shaking his head he decided not to get himself down today by wasting his time thinking about it. He would stay in this Merlin-forsaken place for his mother, and no other reason. Nothing else would ever be enough to keep him here longer than necessary.

He turned to walk the other way down the street, since apperating was so far out of question. Using magic, of any kind, is how Voldemort is tracking his runaway followers, and Draco would never risk him mothers safety. So for now, he walked. Stupid, digusting, muggle town.

AN :: Basically what I was wanting to capture here is just the idea of the story. Thus it is the Prologue. Don't worry it gets better, and longer. This was mainly to give Dana an introduction, and to faintly tell why Draco is in Muggle America. (yes, this story does take place in America). Please Please Please stick with me, it will get more interesting I promise!

PS…review? Maybe? PLEASE!!!