Third person's P.O.V.
You didn't really get along with Draco's parents throughout the two months. Firstly you didn't have many options to talk; partly cause you didn't have many chances to do so and also because even when there was an opportunity you didn't really dare to say much. However, if you would have to say than you get along with Mrs. Malfoy better. Much better. For some reasons, which were unknown to you, Mr. Malfoy hated you. Not that he would exhibit it in any way; at least not as much as during the first few days, but you still could tell. And despite, every time Draco was making sure it doesn't bother you in any way your answer was always 'no'.
Your P.O.V.
Anyway complaining wasn't definitely the right way to express thanks. One may say that living at Malfoy Manor the whole summer would be like a dream; a nightmare for others. To be honest, it was something in between. Sure, I got everything I needed; maybe except for family atmosphere, but that's something I had to deal with. And no Parkinson. On the other hand, Malfoy Manor itself was beside interesting and with everything necessary also pretty mysterious and scary place. I actually didn't know myself how to answer to the question whether I am looking forward to going back to Hogwarts or not.
I've just woke up in probably the most comfortable bed in the world; one of the things I will really miss at Hogwarts. I rubbed my eyes, winked a few times and the threw off the velvet blanket. "The last day at Malfoy Manor, here we go." I murmured to myself. After freshening up a bit I started making my way to the dinning room where breakfast was served every morning. Not that this would be different from Hogwarts, but this house was also kind of a maze; long corridors, so many doors - I couldn't even think of so many possible rooms. Even though you were always on time, or at least you thought so, you were always the last one to come. You opened big, heavy door of the dinning hall and stepped in, seeing nothing was different today. First you looked at Mr Malfoy. His eyes were scanning you and his unpleasant look was evocating miasma in you. You moved your eyes to the lady on his right. A half sheepish, half lofty smile appeared on her face. You reciprocated that. Then your eyes met Draco's. The more time you spent with him, the more you weren't able to tell what he was thinking of, to 'read' from his eyes. Despite the fact that you spend more moments with him, that you learn more and more about him every day, you felt like you were getting more and more strange. It was making you sad when you thought about it. You swallowed and quickly sat down. Last few days you couldn't think basically about anything else that your visit in Diagon Alley.
*flashback*
Third person's P.O.V.
Somewhen in the beginning of August when your letter from Hogwarts arrived. About two weeks later you went to visit Diagon Alley with the Malfoys. Well, if it was only Diagon Alley. However, Mr Malfoy seemed to have some business in Knockturn Alley. He didn't want to take you in the beginning, which you wouldn't actually mind much, but the other day he was all of a sudden completely fine with it. In the morning, during breakfast you were told to dress as good as you can. You furrowed your brows slightly, but eventually did so. Another thing you loved about Malfoy Manor, that you felt a bit weird about at once was that your wardrobe was full of really fancy clothes, which all fit you perfectly. And all of that even though you haven't really been anywhere throughout the summer. 'Maybe they just want me to dress more to their flair.' was what you thought of when you found out. You decided to put on a black dress with high neck and lace sleeves.
Draco's P.O.V.
I was standing in the entrance hall along with my father, waiting for Y/N to come. I didn't feel really pleasantly at all holding that suspicious box. I didn't rather show it in any way, because father obviously thought it should be honor for me. Suddenly the silence was interrupted by bold sounding steps. I had to control myself so my jaw wouldn't drop when I saw Y/N coming down the stairs. She was walking really gracefully, heels clapping on the marble staircase, her H/C hair in a perfect bun, trying to cover her nervousness. We both watched her till she came by us; I with admiration, my dad with an inderscribable look on his face - probably something between wonder and misapprehension. "Let's go." That's what he said when she reached us and we gave each other a smile.
A freeze ran over my back when we stepped to Borgin & Burke's. I could feel Y/N walking close behind me. I looked around the shop curiously, concerned on the other side. "Oh Mr Malfoy what a pleasure to see you again." Borgin said in his annonying screechy voice. "And young Mr Malfoy too." I just looked him. "And..." Everyone looked at Y/N. "Y/F/N, sir." She introduced herself politely and put on a sheepish, fake smile. Borgin sighed in wonder slightly. Father signified Y/N to stay quiet and turned back to Borgin. Then I didn't listen to their conversation anymore until I heard my name. "Draco." I walked to them and out the bow onto the lectern, glad I could finally get rid of it. I started looking at items exhibited on shelves and in showcases, still watching Y/N with the corner of my eye. She was attracted with a collection of jewels with miscellaneous kinds and colors of precious stones. I smiled to myself. A thing really similar to an Egyptian sarcophagus caught my attention. Suddenly, something hit my shoulder. I turned around to see father. "What did I say?" He said in his affected tone. "Touch nothing." I responded a bit annoyed. "Exactly." He said and got his club off me. I just grinned. "Sorry father." He smirked. "Come on, we're going." He ordered. I caught Borgin parting with us as I turned around to check Y/N when walking away. She was just following us quietly.
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