1 Part 2
"Star, answer the door, would you, please?" said her mother. Replacing her seemingly ever-present scowl, Star slouched out of her room and down the huge, sweeping marble staircase to the heavy, ornately carved mahogany front door, and pulled it open.
Who should be smilingly waiting on the front porch, but the pale boy from the window next-door!
Star's jaw dropped in an expression of shocked disbelief and irritation. "What do you want?" she demanded incredulously. The boy was undaunted.
"I want to meet you!" he announced, grinning cheekily.
"Tough." Star spat, and slammed the door in his face.
"Who was it, Star?" asked her mother, descending the staircase. Star jumped guiltily. "Uhh, no one was there," she lied. "I think some little kids just rang the doorbell as a prank and ran off."
'DING-DONG!' went the bell again. Star's face burned with guilt.
Star!" her mother scolded, pushing her aside and opening the door again. There the boy still stood, still smiling. "Hello," the boy said brightly to Star's mother, pretending not to notice Star glowering at him from behind her. "I live next-door, at Malfoy Manor. I'm Draco Malfoy. I heard you have a daughter around my age?"
Star's mother beamed delightedly. "Hel-lo, Draco!" she chirped. "Please, won't you come in?"
'Please tell me this isn't happening,' Star thought as Draco stepped inside. She tried to escape to the haven of her room, but her mother caught her and made her stay. She lurked behind her.
"A daughter your age, hmm?" her mother prattled. "You must mean Star." She dragged a struggling Star into further prominence. Draco stuck out his hand, grinning merrily. "Star," he said, "I am absolutely delighted to make your acquaintance!" Star gave him her hand, looking murderous. After shaking her hand, Draco planted an exaggerated kiss on the back of it.
"Charmed!" he said quietly, giving Star a scandalizing wink that her mother couldn't see. He was clearly enjoying himself.
Star's mother ate it up. "What a perfect gentleman!" she crowed. "So polite!" Draco smiled and lowered his eyes modestly. She turned to Star. "I know! Star, why don't you, take Draco upstairs, and show him your room!" she bubbled enthusiastically. "Draco, would you like Star to show you her room?"
Star stepped behind her mother again, so she couldn't see her, but Draco could. She glared at him, emphatically shaking her head, No, NO!
Draco stared fixedly at Star, who was now holding up her index finger to represent her holding a wand. Slowly and threateningly, she raised her finger to her temple, then jerked it back an inch to demonstrate the recoil of the imaginary wand as it went off. The message was very clear. Draco turned his attention back to Star's mother, and firmly declared that he would love for Star to show him her room. Star slapped her palm to her forehead. The nerve of this guy! Her mother turned to face her, and she quickly lowered her hand.
"Well, Star? Go show Draco your room!" her mother said happily, perfectly oblivious to the fact that her daughter would sooner eat bubotuber pus than comply. "Go on, Star!" she prompted, giving Star an annoying little shove in Draco's direction, who was trying hard not to laugh.
"Star, answer the door, would you, please?" said her mother. Replacing her seemingly ever-present scowl, Star slouched out of her room and down the huge, sweeping marble staircase to the heavy, ornately carved mahogany front door, and pulled it open.
Who should be smilingly waiting on the front porch, but the pale boy from the window next-door!
Star's jaw dropped in an expression of shocked disbelief and irritation. "What do you want?" she demanded incredulously. The boy was undaunted.
"I want to meet you!" he announced, grinning cheekily.
"Tough." Star spat, and slammed the door in his face.
"Who was it, Star?" asked her mother, descending the staircase. Star jumped guiltily. "Uhh, no one was there," she lied. "I think some little kids just rang the doorbell as a prank and ran off."
'DING-DONG!' went the bell again. Star's face burned with guilt.
Star!" her mother scolded, pushing her aside and opening the door again. There the boy still stood, still smiling. "Hello," the boy said brightly to Star's mother, pretending not to notice Star glowering at him from behind her. "I live next-door, at Malfoy Manor. I'm Draco Malfoy. I heard you have a daughter around my age?"
Star's mother beamed delightedly. "Hel-lo, Draco!" she chirped. "Please, won't you come in?"
'Please tell me this isn't happening,' Star thought as Draco stepped inside. She tried to escape to the haven of her room, but her mother caught her and made her stay. She lurked behind her.
"A daughter your age, hmm?" her mother prattled. "You must mean Star." She dragged a struggling Star into further prominence. Draco stuck out his hand, grinning merrily. "Star," he said, "I am absolutely delighted to make your acquaintance!" Star gave him her hand, looking murderous. After shaking her hand, Draco planted an exaggerated kiss on the back of it.
"Charmed!" he said quietly, giving Star a scandalizing wink that her mother couldn't see. He was clearly enjoying himself.
Star's mother ate it up. "What a perfect gentleman!" she crowed. "So polite!" Draco smiled and lowered his eyes modestly. She turned to Star. "I know! Star, why don't you, take Draco upstairs, and show him your room!" she bubbled enthusiastically. "Draco, would you like Star to show you her room?"
Star stepped behind her mother again, so she couldn't see her, but Draco could. She glared at him, emphatically shaking her head, No, NO!
Draco stared fixedly at Star, who was now holding up her index finger to represent her holding a wand. Slowly and threateningly, she raised her finger to her temple, then jerked it back an inch to demonstrate the recoil of the imaginary wand as it went off. The message was very clear. Draco turned his attention back to Star's mother, and firmly declared that he would love for Star to show him her room. Star slapped her palm to her forehead. The nerve of this guy! Her mother turned to face her, and she quickly lowered her hand.
"Well, Star? Go show Draco your room!" her mother said happily, perfectly oblivious to the fact that her daughter would sooner eat bubotuber pus than comply. "Go on, Star!" she prompted, giving Star an annoying little shove in Draco's direction, who was trying hard not to laugh.