A/N You have to love Summer break! :-) That means more updates. So be happy. I have to give credit to EK again, my amazing friend and beta. She had the idea for the beginning of this chapter. :-) Plus she pointed out that I keep misspelling Lucius's name. P.S. Thank-you so much for the lovely reviews, and really for the not-so-lovely reviews. I love having a good laugh! ;-) -- Sarah


Chapter 12

Year 5

As Luck Would Have It

Dear Ginny,

I didn't get a letter….

Dear Ginny,

I assume because you didn't…

Dear Ginny,

So, I got all those letters you sent…

Dear Ginny,

WHY ARE YOU MOVING ON? I STILL LOVE YOU.

I growled as I crumpled up the piece of parchment I had been writing on and threw it towards the wastebasket by my door. Why did I think writing her a letter would be a good idea? She moved on. As evidence by the fact that it was a week after the dreaded day and I hadn't received a letter. She hadn't been kidding when she said that the previous letter would be the last.

I looked up to the clock on my wall and cursed under my breath. I had just enough time to get to work if I left now. I grabbed my wand off the desk and tucked it in my pocket. Then I sprinted out the door.

Work was uneventful as always. Mr. Callus was helping someone at the counter when I walked in. So I began work stocking shelves towards the back of the store. I had been working for a few hours when I heard a familiar voice.

"Hello Gorgeous, Where have you been all my life?" Draco's smooth voice cooed from the other side of the shelves. I moved some books aside to peek at him and whatever poor woman he was trying to hit on.

"Well," a curvy woman answered coyly. "I grew up in the States; Iowa actually. So that is where I've been for about twenty one years. But, now I'm here. And you are trying so hard to hit on me. I'll put you out of your misery." She extended one hand towards Draco, whose mouth was hanging open. "I'm Saranna. It's weird, I know."

Draco just looked at her hand for a moment. He didn't seem to know how to react to this odd American woman.

She leaned forward and whispered, "I do believe it's customary to take a persons hand if they extend it to you."

Draco's mouth snapped shut and he took her hand and shook it sharply. "I'm Draco. Draco Malfoy." He tried to resume some sort of elegance but ended up looking more like a pompous jerk.

I looked back at the woman. She was perfect for Draco. I could see that already. Not often did you find a person who could stand up to his charms, let alone get rattle him so much. She was definitely American. You could tell by her outfit and her accent. She wasn't so much Draco's type, and I wasn't sure why he even thought to go up to her. She had short brown hair with wild purple streaks in it and earrings that covered most of her ears. She was still sort of beautiful, in her own way.

"Well Draco, Draco Malfoy. As it is, I need some help. I doubt you can help me."

"I probably can." Draco all but shouted over her. I tried to suppress my laughter but failed and both heads whipped around towards my head amongst the books.

"Friend of yours?" She asked Draco, not hiding her amusement.

Draco glared at me, back to his normal self. "My roommate, actually."

I grinned at them and walked around the shelves. Extending my hand towards Sarah I stated, "Harry Potter. I'm pleased to meet you."

Her mouth dropped open and I silently cursed myself, just my luck that I'd introduce myself to a witch.

"Well, seeing as that reaction lets us know you know who he is, we best be off. Harry, join us at the flat. We'll figure something out." Draco's cool voice reassured me this would be taken care of quickly. I nodded at him and quickly walked towards the counter.

"Mr. Callus?" I asked quietly.

"Yes, Harry?" He looked away from the middle aged muggle at the cash register.

"I need to go home. It's kind of an emergency."

"Go, Harry. Good luck with whatever it is." He shooed me out the door with his hand.

"Thanks," I yelled as I sped quickly out of the shop and down the street.

I couldn't believe that I had let this happen. See what I get for being friendly? I try to run away from the wizarding world and then go and introduce myself to a witch. It had been five years and not one slip like this. Not one person, well besides Ginny, had seen me. I had no idea how to get out of this one. Besides doing a memory charm her, there wasn't much we could do.

I ran up the street quickly and crashed in through the door. Draco and Sarah were seated on the sofa chatting. Neither of them looked up as I entered.

"Draco?" I asked sharply.

"Oh, hi Harry. Saranna was just telling me about her internship at Flourish and Blotts."

"Oh really?" I asked sarcastically. "Draco, can I have a word with you in my room, please?" I asked calmly.

"Oh, sure." He got up from the sofa and followed me out of the room.

I pulled my wand from my pocket and cast a silencing charm on the door. "Okay, well what are we going to do? I mean we can't just let her go. She will tell someone, and then where are we?" I vented, pacing back and forth in front of the door.

"Calm down a bit Harry. Why can't we just ask her not to say anything? It would be nice to know what is going on in the wizarding world, and she is new in town. No one would follow her to us. It's quite perfect, actually." Draco replied casually.

"You like her!" I accused, reading his blank face as a cover for his true emotions.

"Yes, well that's part of it. But the rest is true! You know it." Draco answered quickly, looking at his hands. How odd.

"Fine, let's go ask."

I walked quickly back out to the living room and sat down in the chair next to the sofa. Draco took his seat next Saranna.

"Alright, so here is the problem. We're kind of," I searched for the correct words, "hiding from the wizarding world right now. No one knows where we are, except you." I searched her face. She seemed to understand our situation.

"I won't say anything." She promised quickly. "I think I can understand your need for some space. I mean, if I knew your name and I grew up in America, I can't imagine how famous you are here."

I nodded. She seemed trustworthy. I couldn't really figure out why, but I trusted her.

"There's something else," Draco added, his voice careful. "We wondered if you could let us know about what is going on. Flourish and Blotts is one of the main gossip centers in Wizard London and we would like to stay updated."

"Sure!" She replied brightly, "Now, before I get immersed in the wizarding part of London, let's go have some fun in muggle London!"

It was luck that brought us Saranna. She was brilliant. Everyday after she got off work she would show up on our doorstep and share what she found out. Draco waited at the door everyday; it seemed he was a bit smitten with her. She liked to tease him about it, which caused him to sulk after every time she came over.

We learned tons of useless things; Luna Lovegood had gone missing for a week, only to be found wandering out of a forest east of London claiming to have been taken captive by Lardeningsigs, Neville Longbottom and Hannah Abbott had gotten engaged, and Dean Thomas and Ginny Weasley were back together.

"That's all I heard today," Saranna finished as Draco stared at me with an open mouth. It must have been the look of horror that was on my face. I tried to straighten my features into something that resembled indifference.

"Harry?" asked Saranna. "Are you okay?"

I shook my head, "I'm fine. It's not a big deal. I just wonder why she went back to him, again. Weird."

She looked at Draco, confused. "You guys know Ginny Weasley?"

Draco cleared this throat, "She would be one of the main reasons Harry here is in hiding. Evidently, he loves her too much to put her through all the crap that seems to follow him around. So he broke it off five years ago. She used to send him letters every year on the anniversary of the day he left. She never knew he actually got them. She didn't send one this year."

I glared at him. "I used to love her. I got over that long ago." I stated firmly. Ha. Who was I kidding?

"Yeah, used to. Still do." Draco retorted."Don't you dare try to tell us otherwise."

"It doesn't matter!" I nearly yelled. "I'm going to bed." I stomped out of the room and into my bedroom. I knew I was acting like a child but I didn't care.

"Oh there was something else," I heard Saranna say from the other room.

This flat had extremely thin walls, and I was getting pretty good at silencing charms. I reached in my pocket for my wand, but realized too late that I had left it in the other room. Not wanting to go get it, I flopped on my bed and tried to tune out Saranna. It was impossible, her voice was extremely loud.

"They seemed convinced that you were nuts and a killer, Draco." I heard silence for a moment and then Draco's reply.

"What??" Evidently Draco didn't like being thought ill of, even when in hiding. "Why would they think that??"

"Well, they kept saying that Malfoy had gotten free and was causing some trouble. A few muggles were found dead and the Daily Prophet says it was him. I don't know how they knew that though." Saranna sounded extremely confused. I, on the other hand knew who was causing problems. I got up off my bed and stormed into the living room.

"It's Lucius, Draco. Ginny mentioned him being moved back to England in her last letter. Said he was going insane."

Draco looked up at me, "Well, should we do something about it, or not?" He looked extremely confused.

"Uh…I…dunno." I replied, "What could we do? We don't know where he is now. And if he is insane, we don't know what he is capable of."

"Wait, he's related to you?" Saranna asked quickly, not allowing Draco to reply to me.

Draco looked down at his hands, "My father is not a good person. Our family was part of Voldemort's Death Eaters. He was put away after the war, and Mother didn't take it well. She tried to kill herself. She is better now, or at least she was when we left. She lives with her sister, my aunt. Lucius must have cracked." Draco looked up at Saranna, completely ignoring me, "I'm not like my father. I got sucked in because of him." He almost growled the last part.

"I didn't think you were," She replied softly, taking his hand in hers.

I had seen enough, and so I turned to walk back into my room, but not before grabbing my wand off the table. I did NOT want to hear anything more of their conversation.


I promise it will get more action from here on. :-D annnnd so if you want more more more, i want more more more. its a give and take relationship... ;-)