I walked up the stairs to the top of the Quidditch Tower.

"I knew I shouldn't have worn my Gucci boots," I said to myself. "First some stupid dork spills his drink on them, NOW I have to walk up a million stairs. Just my luck."

"Ms. O'Connel?" asked a voice behind me.

I turned around and saw a tall man with blond hair. Very long blond hair. He wore very expensive robes they looked so soft. I wanted to reach out and touch but that would not go too well.

"Yes? Do I know you?" I asked staring at him.

"No, I know your father. I work at the Ministry in London and I come in contact with your father from time to time. I knew from your accent that you must be from America. And that only the rich get the seats up here." He smirked and I tilted my head to stare more at him. He chuckled when he saw this. "Your mother does that, Cassandra. It must be you then, Tiffany."

I grinned at him.

"Yes, it is."

"Well, where is your mother and father?"

"They're running late. I told them how some stupid ass spilled his drink on my new shoes. So they went to look for the kid."

"I see. Well, why don't you come and sit. The game should be starting soon."

"Yes, mr...um."

"My apologies, Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy."

I smiled at him and he lead me to the top of the balcony. He lead me to a seat where a lady with longer blond hair sat. Must have been his wife. I went to sit down when I bumped into the seat infront of me.

"I'm sorry," I said and the boy looked up. I looked in horror. "YOU!"

"Uh oh," he gulped.

"Ms. O'Connel?"

"It's the boy who ruined my shoes!"

"No wonder," Mr. Malfoy snarled looking at the family infront of us. "Don't try getting any money out of them, Ms. O'Connel.They don't have enough for Gucci."

I just gave the boy a dirty look and sat down. I was waiting for the game to start when I saw something shiny. I looked at Mrs. Malfoys hand and gasp.

"What's wrong dear?" she asked looking at me.

"You have the new Aphrodite Pink Rose Diamond! I asked daddy for one but he said I'll have to wait until they come to the states." I pouted while admiring her ring.

"Lucius made sure that I was the first to get one." She grinned beautifuly. She looked over at Lucius and he smirked at her. She blushed and looked back at me.

"Look at this one," she said giving me her other hand.

"Oh my God! You have the 1875 Emerald Serpent!"

"How do you know about the Emerald Serpent?" She asked surprised. "Only a few know."

"I know my diamonds." I smiled.

I heard a noise by my side and I looked seeing my daddy come in with mommy. "Mommy. Daddy!" I squealed running up to them and hugging them.

"Harker O'Connel," said Lucuis. "Your daughter has been entertaining us."

"That's Tiffany, Lucius."

We took our seats We listened and watched the game start. To me Quidditch was ok, I don't like to watch sports. I like to play them!

I didn't even notice Narcissa and Draco switch spots because Narcissa had to ask Lucius something important or whatever. I didn't notice until a bludger burst through the top of our balcony and I had someone push me down so I wouldn't get hurt with anything. I felt the person lift his weight off my head to look if it was ok. Their hands we're really soft and when he spoke it was soft too.

"It's ok," they said. I looked up to see Draco. I smiled at him and he smiled back.

"I don't think we've been properly introduced," he said still smiling. "Draco Malfoy." He put his hand out.

"Tiffany O'Connel." I put my hand in his and he kissed it.

"I heard you and my mom talking about her diamon rings."

"Yeah, she is so lucky to be able to get stuff like that first hand. Daddy won't let me get a lot of stuff like that because he thinks I'll lose it or something."

He chuckled. "I know what you mean."

I looked at him and tilted my head examine him for the first time. His light blue eyes we're very handsome and complimented his skin tone. He had a soft skin tone to go with his soft touch and his hair...his hair was in a bowl cut, but a cute one, with platnium blond. I could see through his shirt that he had some muscles. Some because he was only 14. Who has a body like a wrestler at 14? Someone who does steriods...but not him. He was basicaly perfect.

We both looked back at the game and suddenly it didn't seem so boring anymore. I had someone my own age to talk to and laugh about things too. He seemed cruel to particular people. He would scowl or snarl if he talked about someone he hate but when he looked back at me his facial expressions would change. He would look at me as if I was the only person he wanted to look at. He would smile at me and look at my chest a couple times. But what guy doesn't look at girls chest.

When the game was over, we got up and I started to head towards the door with my parents. He grabbed my hand and turned me around.

"Hey um, would you like to go swimming tonight?" he asked. He looked like he was pleading with his eyes, as if he knew something was wrong. "I found this spot. It's a nice little lake. I want you to see it. It's really beautiful at night."

I smiled at him. "Yeah, sure. What time?"

"Meet me by the beginning of the trail at 8:00. Ok?"

"Yeah. Bye."

I followed my parents out of the balcony with butterflies in my stomach. I smiled at them. They were not scared butterflies...they were happy butterflies. I never felt this way before. It felt so good too.