It's an AU! This should be interesting...
-Littleblueweirdo
Day fourteen: Genderswap
Draco looked up with interest as a scrawny girl with wired rimmed glasses, long dark tangled hair and the brightest green eyes that she'd ever seen entered Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions.
"Hello," she said attempting to make conversation like her father had taught her, "Hogwarts too?"
"Yes," replied the girl.
"My father's next door buying my books and mother's up the street looking at wands," she said. Though she probably came across as bored, she was actually very excited. This was the first chance she had had to talk with a witch her own age, "Then I'm going to drag them off to look at racing brooms. I don't see why first years can't have their own. I think I'll bully father into getting me one and I'll smuggle it in somehow."
The girl just stared.
"Have you got your own broom?" Draco asked politely.
"No," said the girl.
"Play Quidditch at all?"
The girl looked a bit confused, but she replied, "No," all the same.
"I do- Father says it's a crime if I"m not picked to play for my house, and I must say, I agree. Know what house you'll be in yet?"
"No," said the girl.
"Well, no one really knows until they get there, do they, but I know I'll be in Slytherin, all our family have been- imagine being in Hufflepuff, I think I'd leave, wouldn't you?" Then she mentally smacked herself. With her luck, the girl was going to end up in Hufflepuff, and her chances at friends with her would be ruined.
"Mmm," the girl said. Crap, thought Draco, she probably knows a Hufflepuff.
"I say, look at that man!" she exclaimed, nodding towards the front window. The man was big and burly, and a bit frightening, but she would do anything to cover up her possible mistake.
"That's Hagrid," the girl said, "He works at Hogwarts."
"Oh," Draco said, "I've heard of him. He's a sort of servant, isn't he?"
"He's the gamekeeper," explained the girl.
"Yes, exactly. I heard he's sort of savage- lives in a hut on the school grounds and every now and then he gets drunk, tries to do magic, and ends up setting fire to his bed."
The girl seemed upset, "I think he's brilliant."
"Do you?" she sneered. Poor girl, stuck with that barbaric giant thinking that he was a good example of a wizard. "Why is he with you? Where are your parents?"
"They're dead."
"Oh, sorry. But they were our kind, weren't they?"
"They were a witch and a wizard, if that's what you mean."
"I really don't think they should let the other sort in, do you? They're just not the same, they've never been brought up to know our ways. SOme of them have never even heard of Hogwarts until they get the letter, imagine. I think they should keep it in the old wizarding families. What's your surname, anyway?"
However, before the girl could respond, Madam Malkins told Draco, "That's you done, my dear."
She hopped down from the stool, flipped her hair and said, "Well, I'll see you at Hogwarts I suppose," and she went off to find her family.
Yeah. I just copied all the dialogue out of the book and made it from Draco's point of view.