A/N: Hello Everyone! I know I kinda disappeared from the fanfiction world for a long time. I am truly sorry and apologize but I am back with vengeance!
This is my first 'published' Harry Potter Story so be kind. I have never fully read the books but have done extensive research in required topics and can pretty much quote the movies. This work will show a different side of the story that doesn't focus on the golden trio or pair him someone that wouldn't really fit in Draco's world. I hope to have something more unique and off the beaten path of most HPFF. Please feel free to leave comments, follow, favorite, etc. All constructive feedback is welcome!
Enjoy!
-B
Stand By Me:A Draco Malfoy Tale
Prologue:
Book 4
"Come on, Come on! We're goin' to lose them!" I yelled as I pulled along my younger sister. We were falling behind our parents and older brother. as they pushed forward without hesitation. In a crowd like this, we would never find them in time for the start of the game if we lost them. I could barely see the top of my brother's blonde head about twenty feet in front of us.
"Slow down Amelia, we know where we're sitting. We sit in the same place every year, the bottom level on Ireland's side. It won't be that hard to spot our family."
"But I don't like crowds and…" Suddenly I felt myself collide hard with something or someone rather. I look up to meet narrowed grey eyes I knew very well from my time at Hogwarts. Draco Malfoy.
As I gathered my senses, I inspected his face. He had changed from the end of our third year. It was nearing the end of August just one week short of school starting back up. His face had thinned out and his usually pale skin had a slight hint of color to it, even in the shadows of the stadium. His hair was longer and styled differently, gelled off to the right instead of letting it do as it pleased most of the school year. His tall frame hovered over mine as usual radiating power and demanding authority. However, his anger disappeared as soon as he noted it was one of his own Slytherin housemates and not some stranger that nearly tackled him to the ground.
"Draco come on, we cannot keep the Minister waiting." I heard his father snap noticing his son had delayed.
"Amelia, what a pleasant surprise." The younger Malfoy said with a small smirk.
"Draco." I greeted with a smile of my own.
"Where are you and your family sitting?" He asked.
"On Ireland's side of course," I said showing off my green colors.
"Father, do you think the Minster would mind if Amelia Fawley joined us?" I noticed his accent on my last name. I knew very well of the Malfoy family's opinion on purebloods and being of a Sacred Twenty Eight line would appease his father.
"Is she truly a Fawley?" He asked raising an eyebrow at me as I felt him inspect my appearance.
"Yes Master Malfoy. My father Matthias hails from the sacred line and my mother is of pureblood as well." I felt like I had to impress this man. I have known Draco since our first year since we were both Slytherins and the top of our house in grades. We had a playful friendship often just little quips at each other and helping out with our more difficult classes when necessary. Outside of the common room and classes, however, we hardly spoke unless needed.
"I don't mind as long as Cornelius does not have a problem."
"Care to join us, Amelia? We will be in center field in the middle section, perfect view." He said pridefully. The tickets no doubt a gift to Lucius for working closely with the Minister.
"Anna, go quickly tell mother and father I am in the Minster's box with a friend. I will meet you all in the tent when it is over."
"You sure?" She said looking at the two Malfoy's uneasily.
"Draco would never do harm to me," I whispered sensing her discomfort.
"It's not Draco I'm worried about. You know what mum says about his parents." She questioned.
"Move along little Huffle…Slytherins only at this party." Draco shooed her away.
"Have fun with your boyfriend." She huffed while rolling her eyes. She then nodded to Mr. Malfoy with respect before running off.
"Just because she's in Hufflepuff doesn't mean you can be mean to her. She is my sister after all." I partially scolded Draco.
"You are a line of Slytherins; how did she end up in that Badger's house?" Lucius asked.
"My mother was a Hufflepuff, most of her family were Hufflepuff and Ravenclaws," I answered.
"I see, explains why you're so smart." He said as we moved through the crowd.
Draco secured his arm around my arm to ensure I didn't leave his side or get lost. This was the first time he had ever touched me in any way short of the occasional contact in class and in the halls. In all honesty, the whole ordeal was strange to me. However, I couldn't help but smile that he had finally noticed me after three years. I felt my cheeks heat up at the thought and hoped he didn't notice.
Just a short prologue, I will be posting a few chapters tonight time allowing.
-B
