Disclaimer: Abby's mine. Blaise's middle name is mine. The name Abigail Joy
and using both names when the siblings converse actually belong to two
little kids I know *hugs Abby and Daniel* This first chapter is actually
dedicated to them, even though they are 2 and 4 (respectively) and will
probably never read this… Otherwise they aren't at all alike.
A/N #1: this is just a prologue, folks. I'll start the real story soon enough.
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A small girl with mousy brown hair looked at the Hogwarts Express as it left the station, she waved with tears in her eyes as she watched her older brother look out the window, his voice carrying back faintly on the wind.
"I love you, Abigail Joy!" She wiped the tears from her eyes and whispered back in her small, seven year old voice.
"I love you too, Blaise Roger."
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(September 1st, Platform 9 and ¾, a year later)
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"Blaise Roger, why do you always have to keep leaving?" Blaise looked down at his little sister and smiled, picking her up; even though she was eight she was still small enough and light enough for him.
"Abigail Joy, you know I'd take you with me if I could, and you know I'll be home for Christmas." Her blue eyes were wide as she looked at him.
"But that's in forever!" He chuckled.
"Its only four months away, Abigail Joy. Anyways, you did it last time." She gazed at him innocently.
"That's still forever, Blaise Roger." He gave her a little smile and a peck on the forehead, then he looked up and saw someone. Setting Abby down he called a name.
"Draco! There you are!" A boy with silver-blond hair looked their way and grinned.
"Hello, Blaise!" He yelled back, making his way through the crowd. Abby gazed curiously at the aristocratic looking 12 year old who was coming towards them. She tugged at her brother's robes.
"Whose he, Blaise Roger?"
"One of my best friends. Abigail Joy, meet Draco Malfoy." Abby gazed up into the grey eyes, she knew at once she was encountering a true Slytherin.
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(The very next year, you know when & where)
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Abby gazed at the bustle on the Platform.
"Blaise Roger, why is this place always so busy." Blaise grinned down at her.
"Over a thousand students go to Hogwarts, Abigail Joy." Her eyes widened as she whispered in awe.
"There's that many kids in the world?" He laughed.
"There's many more then that." Abby looked down at the part of the Platform closest to the train and saw Draco talking to some red haired boy, with a sneer on his face.
"Why is Draco talking to a Weasley, Blaise Roger?" But before Blaise could answer Draco came to them.
"Why are Weasleys so bloody stupid?" Blaise looked at him.
"Draco, you know I feel the same about them as you do, but please don't swear in front of Abigail Joy." Draco kneeled down to Abby's height and smiled at her.
"I am sorry, Abigail. I always forget that you trail your brother like a shadow." Abby smiled back at him, he had been at there during the summer and they had become fairly good friends, or as good of friends as thirteen- year-old boy can be with a nine-year -old girl. Abby would have given him a hug, if that weren't against public etiquette.
"Its okay, Draco." Then she looked unhappy.
"Are you sure big scary things won't get you? Like a murderer, or a Vampire?" Blaise sighed; big scary things had become Abby's obsession.
"I am sure, Abigail Joy." Draco grinned at her and answered also.
"They won't get us, they'll be scared of your brother and I." Not knowing that he was joking, Abby relaxed.
"Okay. If you say so…"
"We say so. We have to go, Abigail!" Her brother hugged her. "Bye!" She waved forlornly as the two figures leapt into an open door on the train.
"Bye…"
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On the Train, about 5 minutes later.
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"What's wrong, Draco?" Blaise asked, he and Draco were alone in the compartment as Crabbe and Goyle hadn't found them yet. Draco was looking even paler then usual.
"My parents have kindly informed me who I'm going to marry when I grow up." He drawled trying to sound bored. The Malfoys, as did the Zabinis, and almost all old pureblood families, arranged marriage at birth. Blaise himself was to marry a Ravenclaw girl by the name of Padma Patil. Sometimes the agreement was if the other couple ever had a child of the opposite gender the two would get married. Blaise looked at him interestedly.
"Who? It can't be someone too bad, I know your father would have good taste at least."
"Oh, yes, she comes from a very nice, rich family and all that what not. She is a very kind and smart girl herself; she'll be the perfect Slytherin wife. My father does have impeccable taste. It's just that… you see… Well, she's for one thing several years younger then me, and the other thing is she's, she's…" He looked like he couldn't work his voice right.
"Whom is she, Draco? You know I won't laugh. Go on, tell me." Blaise gently prodded him and Draco did something that was very rare for him, he looked down in embarrassment.
"I'm not afraid of laughter from you, Blaise. I'm afraid you'll act like the big brother you are. I am to marry your sister." Blaise stared at him in shock, Draco to marry Abigail Joy? That was insane, it was crazy. It was a practical joke. It had to be. But looking at Draco confirmed his fears that Abigail was to marry him. Well, at least she was going to end up with a gentleman like Draco, instead of a troll like Crabbe or Goyle. Blaise placed his hand over Draco's.
"Well, at least its you, brother." Draco gave him a relieved smile before the door slammed open and it turned into a sneer.
"Goyle, Crabbe. What took you so long?"
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(The very next year, you know when & where)
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Abby kept jumping up and down.
"Blaise Roger, remember to send me a letter daily and tell me all that happens during the surprise!" Blaise had a distracted look on his face; he gave a slight wave to Abby.
"Don't worry, I will, Abigail Joy." Abby stood on her tiptoes to what Blaise was staring at; she was still quite short for her age. The person she saw had an Indian complexion, and black hair. This was Padma Patil, the girl who was going to marry her brother. How she could tell as her headband was blue, unlike her sister's red one.
"Oh." She whispered quietly, sad that this strange girl was more interesting to Blaise then she was. It was a new experience, and not one that she enjoyed. What right did this girl have to steal her brother's heart? Unknown to Abby, she was herself stealing someone's heart at the moment.
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A/N #2: This is my first HP fanfic I've ever posted so don't kill me! *Cringes* Please r/r, I am working on the next chapter of this and 'A very short story about Rose Took' Ill try to hurry! Once more, please r/r! It always makes my day! I'll try to review at least one of your stories to if you're signed in!
A/N #1: this is just a prologue, folks. I'll start the real story soon enough.
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A small girl with mousy brown hair looked at the Hogwarts Express as it left the station, she waved with tears in her eyes as she watched her older brother look out the window, his voice carrying back faintly on the wind.
"I love you, Abigail Joy!" She wiped the tears from her eyes and whispered back in her small, seven year old voice.
"I love you too, Blaise Roger."
****
(September 1st, Platform 9 and ¾, a year later)
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"Blaise Roger, why do you always have to keep leaving?" Blaise looked down at his little sister and smiled, picking her up; even though she was eight she was still small enough and light enough for him.
"Abigail Joy, you know I'd take you with me if I could, and you know I'll be home for Christmas." Her blue eyes were wide as she looked at him.
"But that's in forever!" He chuckled.
"Its only four months away, Abigail Joy. Anyways, you did it last time." She gazed at him innocently.
"That's still forever, Blaise Roger." He gave her a little smile and a peck on the forehead, then he looked up and saw someone. Setting Abby down he called a name.
"Draco! There you are!" A boy with silver-blond hair looked their way and grinned.
"Hello, Blaise!" He yelled back, making his way through the crowd. Abby gazed curiously at the aristocratic looking 12 year old who was coming towards them. She tugged at her brother's robes.
"Whose he, Blaise Roger?"
"One of my best friends. Abigail Joy, meet Draco Malfoy." Abby gazed up into the grey eyes, she knew at once she was encountering a true Slytherin.
****
(The very next year, you know when & where)
****
Abby gazed at the bustle on the Platform.
"Blaise Roger, why is this place always so busy." Blaise grinned down at her.
"Over a thousand students go to Hogwarts, Abigail Joy." Her eyes widened as she whispered in awe.
"There's that many kids in the world?" He laughed.
"There's many more then that." Abby looked down at the part of the Platform closest to the train and saw Draco talking to some red haired boy, with a sneer on his face.
"Why is Draco talking to a Weasley, Blaise Roger?" But before Blaise could answer Draco came to them.
"Why are Weasleys so bloody stupid?" Blaise looked at him.
"Draco, you know I feel the same about them as you do, but please don't swear in front of Abigail Joy." Draco kneeled down to Abby's height and smiled at her.
"I am sorry, Abigail. I always forget that you trail your brother like a shadow." Abby smiled back at him, he had been at there during the summer and they had become fairly good friends, or as good of friends as thirteen- year-old boy can be with a nine-year -old girl. Abby would have given him a hug, if that weren't against public etiquette.
"Its okay, Draco." Then she looked unhappy.
"Are you sure big scary things won't get you? Like a murderer, or a Vampire?" Blaise sighed; big scary things had become Abby's obsession.
"I am sure, Abigail Joy." Draco grinned at her and answered also.
"They won't get us, they'll be scared of your brother and I." Not knowing that he was joking, Abby relaxed.
"Okay. If you say so…"
"We say so. We have to go, Abigail!" Her brother hugged her. "Bye!" She waved forlornly as the two figures leapt into an open door on the train.
"Bye…"
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On the Train, about 5 minutes later.
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"What's wrong, Draco?" Blaise asked, he and Draco were alone in the compartment as Crabbe and Goyle hadn't found them yet. Draco was looking even paler then usual.
"My parents have kindly informed me who I'm going to marry when I grow up." He drawled trying to sound bored. The Malfoys, as did the Zabinis, and almost all old pureblood families, arranged marriage at birth. Blaise himself was to marry a Ravenclaw girl by the name of Padma Patil. Sometimes the agreement was if the other couple ever had a child of the opposite gender the two would get married. Blaise looked at him interestedly.
"Who? It can't be someone too bad, I know your father would have good taste at least."
"Oh, yes, she comes from a very nice, rich family and all that what not. She is a very kind and smart girl herself; she'll be the perfect Slytherin wife. My father does have impeccable taste. It's just that… you see… Well, she's for one thing several years younger then me, and the other thing is she's, she's…" He looked like he couldn't work his voice right.
"Whom is she, Draco? You know I won't laugh. Go on, tell me." Blaise gently prodded him and Draco did something that was very rare for him, he looked down in embarrassment.
"I'm not afraid of laughter from you, Blaise. I'm afraid you'll act like the big brother you are. I am to marry your sister." Blaise stared at him in shock, Draco to marry Abigail Joy? That was insane, it was crazy. It was a practical joke. It had to be. But looking at Draco confirmed his fears that Abigail was to marry him. Well, at least she was going to end up with a gentleman like Draco, instead of a troll like Crabbe or Goyle. Blaise placed his hand over Draco's.
"Well, at least its you, brother." Draco gave him a relieved smile before the door slammed open and it turned into a sneer.
"Goyle, Crabbe. What took you so long?"
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(The very next year, you know when & where)
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Abby kept jumping up and down.
"Blaise Roger, remember to send me a letter daily and tell me all that happens during the surprise!" Blaise had a distracted look on his face; he gave a slight wave to Abby.
"Don't worry, I will, Abigail Joy." Abby stood on her tiptoes to what Blaise was staring at; she was still quite short for her age. The person she saw had an Indian complexion, and black hair. This was Padma Patil, the girl who was going to marry her brother. How she could tell as her headband was blue, unlike her sister's red one.
"Oh." She whispered quietly, sad that this strange girl was more interesting to Blaise then she was. It was a new experience, and not one that she enjoyed. What right did this girl have to steal her brother's heart? Unknown to Abby, she was herself stealing someone's heart at the moment.
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A/N #2: This is my first HP fanfic I've ever posted so don't kill me! *Cringes* Please r/r, I am working on the next chapter of this and 'A very short story about Rose Took' Ill try to hurry! Once more, please r/r! It always makes my day! I'll try to review at least one of your stories to if you're signed in!