There is no such thing as chance; and what seems to us the merest accident springs from the deepest source of destiny.

~Johann Friendirich Von Schiller

Chapter 3: Coincidences

"So what are you doing tonight?" He asked the blonde girl walking beside him under his umbrella as the two made their way through the plaza that was, in this heavy rain, practically deserted.

The blonde looked up at the handsome man beside her looking at her with his steely gray eyes and said, "Nothing. Why do you ask?"

"Father wants to have dinner with us, tonight."

As he said this, even though it was said nonchalantly, the girls eyes widened and a smile appeared on her face. "He approves I take it?"

The boy raised an eyebrow, "Of course."

"And why shouldn't he approve?" The girl said proudly and continued, "I'm pureblood, the daughter of his best friend, plenty wealthy, beautiful, and not to mention in love with his son." She turned to him and closed her eyes and raised her chin, waiting for him to stoop a little to kiss her. No kiss came however and then she opened her eyes and saw that he wasn't looking at her. He was looking straight ahead at the few people passing; she rushed to keep up with him so the rain would drench her anymore.

"And not to mention that he set us up," the boy put in with a smirk as he turned his glance back at the girl beside him.

"And do you regret it Andrei?"

Andrei stopped and so she wouldn't get wet she followed suit. Andrei studied her for a moment. Her thin figure and tall limbs, her pale visage and cool façade gave her a proud look. Her blonde hair, naturally straight was in a tight ponytail and her clothes were always crisp and clean. She was pretty however, perhaps not uncommonly so, but pleasant. "Not a bit. I'm actually glad he meddled in this case."

The girl smiled and as the two resumed walking once more she got closer to him. Then Andrei stopped abruptly and she was forced to as well as they heard a voice that sounded as if it's owner was crying.

"… and the papers fell on the ground and most of them flew away because of the wind and the rest are drenched, and I'm drenched, and my dress is a mess, and my shoe broke, and my hair's ruined and there's no one to help me! And my knee's scratched and it looks like its bleeding!"

Andrei looked around and smiled sweetly as he saw the girl to whom the voice belonged to. The owner of the voice was a girl that was on her knees on the wet pavement in front of a pile of wet papers; she was speaking on her cell phone and crying. Her hair jet black and wavy was being drenched by the rain as well as the rest of her. She was shivering seeing as how she was wearing a thin and flowy, short turquoise dress that left her shoulders bare. She was on the floor with a shoe with the heel broken in one hand and staring at the mess of papers around her.

"God, daddy's going to kill me!"

Without even giving it a moment's thought Andrei began walking towards the brunette. The blonde, whom he expected to follow suit, didn't. She stayed behind and the raindrops soon had her covered. Andrei walked to where the brunette stood still on her knees and bent down careful not to get his pants neither dirty nor wet. He then took the umbrella and allowed the rain to swallow him to protect her. The moment the rain stopped hitting the brunette she looked up and then at the sight of the umbrella looked in his handsome face.

Andrei was handsome. His features were striking and his smile lit up his whole face. His eyes were gray like the sea after a storm and his hair were the blondest the brunette had ever seen. His skin was tan and face warm and inviting. She stood speechless taking in ever part of him. He was... perfect.

Andrei smiled at the brunette as she closed her cell phone immediately, and stood silent studying her beautiful face. She was gorgeous. From her jet-black hair to her emerald green, almond shaped eyes. Her figure thin and her face held poise, elegance, and goodness. She was breathtaking. She was a mess but she did not look any less of a beauty. Her face was perfectly structured and even though tears were running down it she looked amazing.

"Do you need help?" he asked her.

She was still speechless and looked around, to see if anyone else could see this Adonis in front of her, or if it was just her imagination.

"Stand up," he said. She followed his instructions and when he gave her his umbrella she took it. Still smiling at her he took out a handkerchief out of his pocket. He bent down and gently tied it to her scratched knee. Then he got up and stood face to face with her and gave her another great smile.

"Is that better?" he asked, silence followed however and as his smile grew he bent down and picked the drenched papers on the floor. "Now don't be sad. Your knee's just scratched it won't bruise or scar and these papers well I'm sure it will all be okay." He went to hand her the papers and saw that in her hand was the closed cell phone and the broken shoe.

He looked at her for a moment. She was lopsided seeing as how she only had one shoe on and she was beautiful still. He wanted for a moment to just stand there and look at her for just staring in her eyes filled his soul with pleasure. That would seem strange however and besides they were strangers and he had a girlfriend, who at the moment was … he turned his head in the direction she was supposed to be in and saw that she wasn't there. He quickly looked around the plaza and then when he didn't see her he turned to the brunette. He took of his jacket and put the drenched papers in the inside pocket and then gently placed the jacket on her shoulders.

"No, really keep your jacket." She said.

The sound of his voice made him smile even more. There was something about this scenario. Him helping her that made his heart flutter. He liked this, helping a girl, he never could with Lisa, she was so strong she didn't need help. Whereas this one was so vulnerable, so sweet... "Please keep it." He said.

She smiled. "Thank you."

"Is your friend the one you were talking to coming to get you?" Andrei asked.

The brunette shook her head.

"Is someone coming to get you?"

She nodded this time and at this Andrei smiled. He took one last look at her and then brought the hand clutching the umbrella close to him. Her hand was smooth, soft as velvet. He kissed it gently and with a nod made his way towards a restaurant.

As he reached the door he turned his head towards her once more and smiled. She was a sight to behold. When he walked inside he noticed the blonde sitting at a booth sipping a cup of coffee looking unhappy. He took a seat opposite her and said, "Well that was rude Lisa."

"Rude?" the blonde snapped, "Me? Please I'm not the one that left his girlfriend in the rain!"

"The poor girl was crying! Was I supposed to leave her there on the street crying with a bleeding knee?" He asked. He took out his wand from his pant pocket and with a tap to his clothes and hair they dried.

"Where's your jacket?" Lisa asked.

"She was cold," Andrei answered simply.

"She was cold?" Lisa asked mockingly. "Who was she?"

"I don't know," Andrei asked, "I didn't get her name, she wasn't much of a talker."

"But she sure was a looker!" Lisa snapped.

"Can I get you something to drink?" The waitress asked.

Andrei smiled at her and said, "A coffee please."

"I'll be right back," the waitress said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Andrei asked as he turned back to Lisa.

"You know perfectly well what I mean Andrei Malfoy! The only reason you helped that girl is because she was pretty!" Lisa said.

"You are too jealous!" Andrei said.

"I am not!" Lisa said, "and all this time you have not denied the fact that she was pretty!"

"Well do you want me to lie?" Andrei asked, "She was pretty."

"Prettier than me?" Lisa asked.

"What are you twelve or twenty-four?" Andrei asked.

"I know my own age!" She snapped as the waitress set Andrei's coffee down. The waitress then quickly left after Andrei told her that the coffees would be all and thanked her.

"Then act like it," Andrei said, "What are the chances of me running into that muggle again? And if even if I did I would never love a muggle!"

"Well good news for you!" Lisa said, "She's not a muggle!"

She then threw down a copy of Witch Weekly on the table. Andrei picked it up and saw that on the front cover was the beautiful brunette. She looked breathtaking! Absolutely beautiful! After a moment of staring at her Andrei looked at Lisa and asked, "Why is she on the cover?"

"Read!" Lisa said.

"Ava Potter!" Andrei said as he looked at Lisa. Lisa nodded.

"Harry Potter's daughter?" Andrei asked.

Lisa nodded again. "She's some kind of big sensation since she's so pretty, she's always on the cover or magazines and tabloids and newspapers!"

"And I care?"

"Do you?"

"No," he said as he quickly glanced at the window trying to look at her once more, she wasn't there however, she was gone. "To me she might as well be a muggle."

At this Lisa smiled and took a drink of her coffee. "You've never ran into her before?"

Andrei shook his head. "When Scorpius died my mom had me home schooled, I told you. And I'm not a big tabloid reader, nor am I that fascinated by the Potters, like the rest of the wizarding world seems to be." He smiled and caught Lisa smirking although she was trying hard to hide it. He wanted to laugh, girls were so jealous. "So should I tell my parents that you're not coming because you're jealous of a girl I helped?" He cocked his head to the side and raised his eyebrow. He knew that was all he had to do, he could make her do anything he wanted then. His looks were a great advantage, he had to admit.

"Stop," Lisa said, "I was just overreacting, that's all."

Andrei nodded. "I have to get going now. Work, you know."

Lisa nodded, "Go heal the world."

Andrei smiled, "Someone has to do it. Better me than that Thomas Necaz, I can't stand that asshole. He's so pompous."

"Because you aren't at all," Lisa said.

"There's a difference," Andrei said, "I have a right to be."

Lisa shook her head and she stood up as she closed her eyes and got close to him as he gave her a quick peck on the lips and said, "Tonight at seven?"

'The Malfoy manor?" Lisa asked.

"Of course," Andrei said, "They hate my place, it's too small."

"It is," Lisa said.

Andrei nodded, "I'll see you later." He said as his eyes scanned the street outside the window once more and dissaparated from the restaurant.