Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine. It belongs to JK Rowling. I'm just borrowing her characters for a little while.
Author's Note: Here's the next part of The Redhead and the Dragon. Good? Bad? Tell me what you think.
Chapter 1: First, Second...
Pansy Parkinson was walking around the halls on her first day back at school instead of attending the Welcoming Feast. She couldn't be bothered to watch the stupid first-years get sorted. She had better things to do. She had to get ready to put her plan into action. It had to work this time, since last year's plan had failed so miserably.
Last year, she was going to try to get Draco Malfoy to like her, but he disappeared on the first day of school. No one except her had even noticed, not even his parents had realized they lost their son. It was as though he had never existed.
This year, she was going to try again. She was going to date Blaise Zabini, who was now the richest Slytherin at Hogwarts. His family wasn't as rich as the Malfoy's, and he wasn't as handsome as Draco, but he would have to do.
Pansy's goal in life was to marry a rich man, preferably Slytherin. This way she would have an unlimited amount of money to spend. She could use her parent's money until she got out of Hogwarts, but that was running out quickly. She wanted her future to be set. She really hoped she could get someone to love her this year.
Just as she thought that, a door appeared in the wall next to her. She decided it must be some kind of secret passageway or room. She pushed open the door and saw a huge house sitting in the middle of a lawn.
Pansy thought to herself, 'Whoever lives here must be rich. They probably have enough money to buy me everything I want.'
She approached the door and knocked loudly.
Draco was flying around on the Quidditch pitch when he saw a figure approach his house. He quickly flew back to the house and through his bedroom window. He pulled on a hoodie that covered his face and a pair of jeans. Then, he walked downstairs and peeked through his peephole.
He recognized the girl immediately. It was Pansy Parkinson, the girl his parents hoped he would marry one day. He had pretended to like her to please his father, but really, he thought that she was a pug-faced little harpy that wouldn't leave him alone. She couldn't possibly be the girl that would love him because he knew she had only loved one thing about him, his money.
He hid in his room, watching out the window to see when Pansy left. As she walked back down the path towards the door, he let out a huge sigh of relief. He hoped she didn't come back.
Later that evening, Draco saw another girl coming down the path. She didn't ring the doorbell like Pansy did, instead she walked around inspecting the gardens.
He walked outside and peered around the edge of the house as she made her way through the gardens. Before he could second guess his decision, he stepped into view and said, "Hello."
The girl turned around and said, "I noticed you don't have any dirigible plums in your garden."
"I'll have to get some then", Draco replied with a smile before adding, "I'm Drrr...Drew. Drew Malloy."
The girl replied, "Hello Drew, my name is Luna Lovegood."
Draco and Luna conversed for a while, learning more about each other and becoming quite friendly. She told him that she was a first-year and had been sorted into Ravenclaw. He explained the rules of Quidditch to her. They quickly went through several topics, from both being an only child, to foods they liked to eat, to things they liked to do for fun. Surprisingly, Luna never asked Draco about his scars, which he had forgotten to cover up when he left the house. They talked for several hours. When Luna happened to glance at her watch, she saw how late it was and had to leave before it was after curfew. Draco watched as she skipped up the path to the door.
After the door shut and disappeared with a pop, Draco walked back inside the house and sat on the couch. He thought about his conversation with Luna. She was nice, and he was glad to have made a friend, but he couldn't see her becoming anything more.
Draco hoped a girl that he could love would come soon, because he knew he would need as long as possible to get her to agree to marry him. He needed a girl that would look past his ugly exterior to find out what he was really like. He wanted her to be pretty, but also smart enough to have a decent conversation with him. She also had to be a pure-blood, so his father wouldn't disinherit him.
Draco sat on his couch, deep in thought, for a while. Then he got up, got ready for bed, and fell into a deep sleep the minute his head touched the pillow.
That night, Draco's dreams switched between being chased by a barking dog and being attacked by what he imagined dirigible plums would look like. Well, they did until he was awakened by a noise coming from his backyard...
Author's Note: Another cliffhanger. Sorry guys, but I've decided I like writing cliffhangers. I know they suck. You'll just have to review if you want to find out what happens next. I'm not updating until I get at least one review. Just one! Come on guys, don't make me beg.