Disclaimer: I do not own anything that belongs to J.K. or the movie, which belongs to Nicholas Sparks and producers. The verse in this chapter is from the song Kiss Me Crazy by Kaci. I do however own the plot.
A/N: This is my first fanfic and I hope it goes well!
Chapter One
"Draco! Wake up and get ready! We leave in an hour!" Narcissa Malfoy yelled from the bottom of the stairs.
Draco, hearing his mom yell, turned over and put his pillow on his head, trying to block out any sounds and light. He didn't want to wake up. He had a dream where he was at a club and all the girls were dancing around him. He was having the time of his life.
Finally, after trying to go back to sleep for 5 minutes and not succeeding, he got up. He took a shower, and got dressed. After he made sure he had everything packed to leave, he dragged his luggage down the stairs and to the front door.
He dropped off his luggage and went to the dinning room, for breakfast. His mother was sitting at the table, eating her breakfast, dressed in all black. She reminded him of his father a little because of the way she had her hair down and how much black she wore.
His father was in Azkaban because after Voldemort was defeated for the last time by Harry Potter and his precious followers, all the Death Eaters were to be found and taken to Azkaban, an order given by the Ministry of Magic. Draco was going to go but the Ministry of Magic gave orders to take only those who had the Dark Mark, and Draco wasn't a Death Eater. Not yet. Narcissa wanted her son to become a Death Eater like his Father but now that Voldemort was defeated, that plan changed forever…
Draco snapped back to reality when he realized his mother was talking to him.
"Draco? Are you finished packing?" his mother repeated her question in her cold voice with a little hint of annoyance.
Draco looked into her cold grey eyes and answered, "Yes, Mother. I'm all packed and ready to go. How long will it take to get there?"
Narcissa just shrugged and answered, "I don't know, my Dear. I've never been to Canada before." Draco hated it when she called him 'Dear' and his mother knew it. Sometimes he thought she did it just to annoy him.
"Hurry up and eat your breakfast. The sooner we leave, the sooner we get there and off that plane." Narcissa said the last word with a contemptuous look.
"Oh, mother, why can't we just travel by Floo Powder? It's much easier." Draco had been thinking of this question during his shower and he couldn't come up with an answer for himself.
"Because, Draco, the Ministry of Magic specifically told us not to use any magic while we are on this vacation. It's just way to risky and if that means we have to fly to Canada on a muggle plane, then we're going to fly on a muggle plane." Neither Narcissa, nor Draco had ever gone flying on a plane before.
"Besides, have you ever tried Flooing across big bodies of water? Some wizards have and they didn't always get to their destination in one piece."
Narcissa didn't really want to take this vacation but she felt her son needed it to relax, considering all that had happened the year before with his father going to jail and all.
The Ministry of Magic had suggested that Narcissa and Draco go and stay at a cottage in Quebec during the summer, for protection. Who they needed protection from, was something they didn't know and when Draco's mother had asked, no one would give her an answer.
So they were going to spend two months on a lake called Lake Magog and enjoy peace and quite. Draco would be back home a week before school began, all rested and ready to begin his seventh year.
Draco was actually looking forward to the peace and quiet this summer. With all the exams that took place only a week ago, he needed a quiet place to rest even though he didn't really want to leave his friends and his home to stay at a muggle cottage, in a muggle city. He knew his father would never had let them go and would be mad at them for even considering this but he also knew how stressful things had been for his mother lately and he wanted what was best for her.
By the time they were on the plane, it was 10:00am and the time was going by slowly for Draco. He was excited, though he would never show it, but he hated having to wait to get on the plane, to eat his lunch and to watch the movie, one thing that he has never heard of before in his life. He watched with amazement, as the screen ahead of him played. The movie was called 'A Walk to Remember'.
After the movie was finished, Draco slept for the rest of the flight. He was woken up when a woman's voice came over the speaker. He got up and grabbed his luggage like the other people around him did.
Draco followed his mother off the plane and down the ramp. It was dark outside and looked like it was late at night. There was a man, a little older than Draco, standing near the entrance doors holding up a sign that read: Malfoy.
Reading the sign, Draco walked up to the guy and said, "Yes, I'm Draco Malfoy. This is my mother."
The guy shook hands with Draco and said, "Hello sir, I'm Justin, your driver. I'm to take you and your mother to the cottage you'll be staying at."
Half an hour later, they arrived. They finally stopped at the cottage. Draco got out of the car and looked around. It was hard to see since it was dark out but once his eyes adjusted to the darkness, he could make out that the cottage had two floors.
Going inside, he saw that there was the family room ahead of him and to his left he saw a bathroom. He walked into the family room and looked up the stairs but couldn't see anything because there was a wall there. To the right of the stairs he saw another bedroom. As he walked upstairs he saw that the bathroom was to his right and to his left, there were more rooms. He walked to the railing that overlooked the family room below.
He saw his mother carrying her luggage to her room near the stairs. Draco took one of the beds that were next to him. The ceiling went on a slant over the bed so he would have to be careful not bump his head when he woke up, since he was so tall.
After he finished unpacking, he felt like going down to the lake. It was a nice, cool night out and he carefully stepped out on the dock. It shook a little bit, frightening him a little but he recovered quickly and walked out to the end of the dock. He couldn't see much out on the lake but he could see little sailboats that had lights on inside. Even though he would never admit it to anyone but himself, he loved the view. In the distance, he could hear some music playing. He stood there for a few minutes, just looking at the scene and listening to the music. Although he had never heard that kind of music before, he liked it. It seemed to be saying:
"Come on baby kiss me crazy
Tell
me that you miss me baby
You know what I've got
Give me what I
want
Kiss me crazy come on baby
Only your two lips can save
me
You know what I've got
Give me what I want
I want you"
After listening to the music for a while, he felt tired so he walked back to the cottage and went to bed.
