Here's Chapter Two of my first Harry Potter fanfic! Enjoy!
We arrive in Diagon Alley in no time. Usually I love coming her, but the aftermath of my parent's moment spoiled the fun.
Mother turns to me, smiling. "Dianna, where do you want to go first? Don't say wand, we get that at the end, it's a Malfoy tradition." She adds after I try heading towards Ollivanders.
"Fine, let's go get my books." I say reluctantly, walking to Flourish and Blotts. Inside, we open up the letter and search for my books.
"Here's this," Father shoves a book towards me. His face was alert, complete with a sneer. I wondered what was irking him.
"Father, what is it?" I ask, looking around for the cause of his sudden nastiness. I saw nothing but the two other families in the bookshop. One had three kids, while the other had one- And the man kept glancing up at us. Father must be sneering at him.
"Mother, why is Father acting so harshly towards that family over there?" I ask.
She glances up, widens her eyes, and says causally, "I'm not quite sure, Dianna. It's probably nothing, dear."
I turn back towards Father to study the family. The boy, I notice, looked about my age. He was wearing a Slytherin scarf; Robes were draped on his shoulder. His Hogwarts letter was in his hand, studying it occasionally. He had light blond hair, a shade close to mine. His eyes were grayish blue, from what I could tell. If he was in his first year, I wondered how he knew his house already. I ask Mother this and she timidly replies it could be a parents'.
The man had pale hair as well, though the woman had dark brown hair. The man is a bit taller than the woman; His arm was wrapped around her waist. Their son was close by, browsing through the books and opening them, intrigued.
I didn't see what was so unusual about them. They were a modern family, like us. Minus the happy-family look, anyway...
"-anna, stop staring. It's impolite to stare, you know this." Mother whispers, handing me my last book.
She tells me to go wait by the counter while she talks to Father for a minute.
As I wait, I notice the family Father was unhappily staring at approaching the counter as well. Mother walks over to me, hurriedly searching through her purse for a Galleon or something. She doesn't find what she was looking for quick enough because the family finally reaches us.
The man nods at us. I turn back to the counter, but feel at once the stares on the back of my head. I couldn't handle it. I turn around again, and introduce myself.
"Hi," I say. "I'm Dianna. Dianna Malfoy." I stick my hand out, and the boy takes it. Father glares at me now as well.
"I'm Scorpius," He says. "I'm starting at Hogwarts this year."
"Me, too," I tell him. Before I can ask him about his scarf, Father's cane taps my shoulder- His way of telling me to shut up and move away. "Well, see you at school."
Before I move away though, I see the man's eyes have widened.
Once we were safely out of earshot, Mother and Father turn to me.
"Dianna Narcissa Malfoy!" Father snaps. Even Mother looked a little angry.
"What did I do?" I ask sarcastically. "Am I not allowed to introduce myself?"
He narrows his eyes. "No. Not anymore. Especially not here! Once you are safely on Hogwarts grounds you can, but Diagon Alley? No!"
I sigh, rolling my eyes. "Fine."
Mother keeps her lips tightened for the rest of the day. Father acts the way he always does- Standoffish, but kind when you talk to him. Of course, that last part is fake.
While they both try to distract me from going back to the subject of Scorpius ad his family, I really can't help wondering what is so peculiar about them...
There you go, Chapter Two! Sorry it was short... Next one will be longer, I promise. Hope you liked it, please review. It helps more than you know!