His Biggest Fan
Chapter 1: Introductions
Pansy Parkinson had always been Draco Malfoy's biggest fan, from the moment they met, she knew he was something special. The two met when they were just three years old, their families being close. They would have met sooner, but Pansy's mother insisted they live abroad before either of their daughters had to leave for school. "Living abroad," meant living in France, Germany, and Spain. Pansy didn't benefit from it though, but her older sister, Bay did. Bay was three years old when their mother decided they just had to live in France. She was able to pick up the language a bit in each country. Pansy, on the other hand, was just an infant when they left England. She never had the opportunities her sister did. But when they returned, Pansy was delighted to learn she'd be meeting a new friend.
That new friend was Draco Malfoy. It was late summer, August 12, and it was the perfect temperature outside. Pansy donned a brand new purple dress with a floral print. Her chocolate brown hair was pulled back with a matching bow, and her outfit was completed with tights and Mary Janes. Pansy held her mother's hand as they walked up to the Malfoy Manner, excited. But Pansy had to behave, like her mother told her to, or else she wouldn't get dinner. Her father knocked on the door, and it was almost immediately opened. As the family stepped in, Bay looked around, bored already. Pansy, on the other hand, was in awe.
As Narcissa descended the staircase holding the hand of a young Draco Malfoy, Pansy's eyes widened. She'd never seen a little boy with hair his color, or eyes so blue. When Draco saw everyone, he shyly slid behind his mother, staying behind her while going down the stairs.
"Now, now, Draco, don't be shy. We have a few friends for you to meet." Narcissa stepped to the side, so he was no longer hiding behind her.
Lucius Malfoy appeared from the left wing, smiling smugly. He walked over to his wife and son, and then took his spot next to Narcissa.
"Ah, Nicolette and Aldridge, how nice to see you. It's been so long." He raised his eyebrows at both of them, clearly disapproving of their absence.
"Well, Lucius, we're back now, and we're still on the same side as you." Aldridge responded curtly.
Narcissa stepped forward, releasing Draco's hand, and opened her arms. Draco shuffled forward, taking this opportunity to hide behind her again, grasping the fabric of her dress.
"We're both glad you're back, and welcome to our home. We all have quite a bit of catching up to do." She smiled and lowered her hands.
Narcissa took Draco's hand in hers, then knelt down to talk to him, "Draco, why don't you meet some new friends –" She motioned to Bay, "Bay," and then to Pansy, "and Pansy Parkinson. You and Pansy are the same age."
Draco looked at each of them, and then quietly mumbled while looking at the ground, "Hi Bay, Hi Pansy."
Narcissa's facial expression visibly softened as her son spoke. She stood and extended the hand holding Draco's towards the girls. "Why don't you go show them the grounds, but don't get dirty, we're having dinner with the Parkinsons tonight."
Draco nodded and shuffled more towards Pansy than Bay, and turned towards the right wing, leading them outside. Pansy looked behind her at her mother and father, her mother was watching them leave and she could see her mother mouthing the word 'Behave' before the adults headed towards the left wing, where Lucius had appeared from.
Once outside, Bay stopped Draco, "I don't wanna play with no babies! Especially with a baby like Pansy!"
Pansy watched as her sister turned on her heel and walked towards the garden. She bit her lip and looked back at Draco, hoping he wouldn't think she was a baby like Bay said she was.
Instead, he smiled softly at her, "I wike your dwess. It's pwetty. My momma said girls wike when their dwesses are compwimented."
Pansy smiled at him and giggled, "I like my dress too."
The pair held eye contact for a moment, and then Draco grinned and turned away from her.
"Follow me, Pans!"
Pansy followed him, being careful not to get her dress dirty, watching her every step. Suddenly, Draco went off the path and started walking through the plants. She stopped. After a moment, Draco turned around and stared at her.
"Why did you stop?" he asked, his eyes conveying that he was upset by her action.
"I can't get my dress dirty!" she looked back with worried eyes.
Draco didn't understand why she couldn't get her dress dirty. He always came back from playing dirty, and his mother didn't seem to mind. His father, on the other hand, was always upset with him. He figured that was how her parents were as well, and he nodded, returning to her.
"We can go somewhere ewlse, if you wanna." Draco smiled softly at her.
Pansy nodded and followed Draco once more. He led her to a large oak tree that had small, wild flowers growing in erratic patches. He sat down underneath it and patted the spot next to him. Pansy walked over and sat down, crossing her legs. There were a few flowers near her, and she picked one. Pansy smelled it, smiled, and held it out to Draco. He sniffed it hesitantly, and then wrinkled his nose.
"That twickles!"
"Silly! You sniffed to close to the flower!"
Draco then sneezed, frightening Pansy a little bit.
"Bless you!"
"Tank you."
Pansy giggled and set the flower down. Draco laughed as well. Bay then walked up and sneered at them.
"You two are such babies! I wanna go HOME!" she said as she stomped back to the house.
They watched her go, and when she got to the house, they were called in for dinner.