F.Y.I this is my first fanfic and it may not be o so good. But I will try my best to get their personalities as close to their character as best I can but most likely they will be somewhat OOC. I know the direction of this story but heads up I will be winging most of it.

Prologue

He never thought in a million years that he would ever find himself in this place, this rather interesting ...situation. Walking hand in hand on the beach as the sunset in a very muggle world with the most amazing muggle girl he'd ever met.

The only muggle girl he'd ever met.

It was strangely new to him and it felt...nice.

They stopped at the waters edge and faced each other. Reaching a hand out to brush her blowing brown tendrils out of her face he looked deep into her chocolate brown eyes that he'd come to like so much. "I'll never forget you, Draco. This has been an amazing summer. I'm really glad i met you." her smooth voice mixed with the ocean breeze.

He rubbed his thumb across her jawline then ran it over her plump,pink lips. "I'm glad I met you too Camilla. I truly am sorry that our bloody time here has been short but Mother has some important things to attend to back home. I'll never forget you either." he told her.

He couldn't help the grin that broke across his face as she giggled at his words. From the moment they'd met she couldn't help but laugh at random things he'd said. To her it was interesting talking to a British guy and hearing their way of speaking.

It was odd, this behavior. After the war in which Voldemort was defeated his mother dragged him to the muggle States for a breather. She'd said they needed to get away from all the darkness and cleanse themselves so to speak. She'd also mentioned that since they'd lost the war they might as well start looking at things a little differently.

He never knew how that wold be possible after all a lifetime of harsh teachings weren't so easily ridden of. They were all still pretty damaged, him maybe more than others. So it would take time but he would try.

So here he was spitting some shit out to this muggle girl. Yes, he took a liking to her but that in no way or form indicated that there were feelings involved,she was still muggle and two months were not even long enough to form any feelings in his book.

He'd felt it was the sensible thing to do. He couldn't and wouldn't allow anything to form for it wouldn't get far. Even though his family and others were set on turning a new leaf,or trying to, he was still of the oldest most purest bloodline and as the sole heir was expected to continue its tradition.

In the end it all came down to the soft spot that grew for her. She truly was like no other female he'd ever met ,witch or muggle. He was brought out of his thoughts by the far away voice of his Mother calling to him "Draco,its time to go. Hurry son."

"I must go" with that he turned to leave but was held back by her small hand pulling him back. He furrowed his brows in confusion as he faced her but was shocked when she pulled his face to hers and gently brushed her lips against his.

It was nothing more than a lingering peck yet it held so much feeling and spoke of empty promises.

As she reluctantly pulled back she opened her eyes to look into his grey pools and smiled as he smirked in return. " You"re unlike any other guy I've ever met." she whispered before turning to walk away. Draco watched her for a moment before striding towards the beach house,a smirk playing on his lips.

She didn't know how right she truly was. He really was like no other she'd met

In more ways than one.