"Draco, hurry up! Let's go!" I shout into his wing of our house, Malfoy Mansion.
"Jeez, I'll be 5 minutes. What's the hurry?" he shouts from one of his rooms.
"I'm going to Diagon Alley. You said yesterday you would come." I complain.
"Yeah well I have to unpack." he shouts back obviously irritated. I'm starting to get impatient. I'm going to be late for my date.
"Get the elf to do it. It's its job." I shout to him. "Dobby!" I yell calling the idiotic house-elf.
The elf appears and bows. "Mistress Larissa, how may I service you?" it says bowing
"Go in there and unpack Draco's things from school. Send him out here so we can go" I hiss.
"Yes miss" the creature says before vanishing.
A second later Draco emerges. "You know I didn't need help" he sighs
"Yes, but I'm meeting people in ten minutes, not ten days. It's easier this way." I say dismissing his complaints.
"You never actually said who you're meeting. 'Rissa" Draco says coolly
"Father said we can use the Floo network." I say leading the way to the reception hall fireplace.
"It's a boy isn't it? You've been writing to each other all summer. Who is it?" Draco asks
"None of your business. Now come on. I'm going to be late. Let's go." I say grabbing a fistful of Floo powder and standing in the fireplace. "The Leaky cauldron" I shout trying to be as clear as possible.
I dust off my red dress and adjust my hair. I step out of the fireplace just as Draco arrives. We wipe the soot off ourselves and I reapply my red lipstick. Then we head downstairs. I smile when I see my date and give him a wave. And point Draco over to Vincent Crabbe, and Gregory Goyle before slipping over to the booth my date is sitting at and sitting next to him.
"Hey Blaize" I say sitting down.
"Hey" he says smiling at me and kissing my cheek.
"Sorry I'm late." I say smiling at him.
"It's okay, I've only just arrived too" he laughs.
"Hey Tom, two butter-beers please" He shouts to the barman.
The barman nods and goes to fetch the drinks.
Once the drinks come and we've paid for them, we kiss. Well actually we snog, full frontal for like ages.
After a few butter-beers and a lot more kissing, we decide to venture into Diagon Alley.
We walk down the street, arms linked. The afternoon blurs by and suddenly it's the end of the day and Blaize is offering to escort me home in his parent's carriage, as his family manor is reasonably close to ours. Of course I accept, the more time I spend with Blaize the better.
We take the Floo network from Diagon alley to Blaize's house, and as his parents are out he leaves -them a note of his whereabouts and orders the house-elf to ready the carriage.