All the usual declaimer stuff goes here, yada yada yada, nothing belongs to
me except Jennifer, the plot and people that haven't been introduced into
the story yet. I figured out what ooc mean, it took me about a week, but it
means out of control, right? Review and let me know. Speaking of with I
have no review, that's right none, reviews are greatly appreciated. It's my
first try at a story that involves Harry potter or to be put on fanfic.
Muggles
Jennifer's pov
We were in the book store when it started, my guess at Draco being the charming, attractive person I knew to everyone would be wrong but as he argued with potter, I mean Harry, I saw in both there eyes a longing for a friendship. Over the summer Draco had never bad mouthed anyone but his idiotic friends Crabbe and golye and of course his father.
We had met though our parents at a mutual family friends meeting. But by no means would my father attend. He out right disagreed with what my mother had become, but he still loved her and refused to believe that she was in deed a death eater. It was the same with Draco's father; his mother wouldn't leave him but wouldn't join in.
It was the end of June when we meet. At the time my hair had been dyed platinum blond. So I stuck out like a soar thumb. I had noticed him across the room, with his platinum hair, we were alike yet different. His face had held a forced smirk that had softened in to a smile in my direction. I asked my mother who he was all she said was Malfoy, with the utmost respect. Only being 15, we were sent out to "play" but we had talked, it seemed like we had a lot in common. Which we did. We both hated one of our parents yet still loved them. When I moved to England everyone was pleased, seeing as Draco and my self became boyfriend and girlfriend. Mother loved him, and began to love me again I was so happy. But inside I always knew why they rejoiced, the pure blood would live on. But I was happy all the same.
Back to the present.
I had dropped one of my books on the floor in the store. I was so embarrassed that I bent over to pick the book not even remembering that I was wearing a mini. I did pick up the book, red in the face. I could tell Draco was furious, but he had put his arm around my waist and kissed me on the cheek, at first I was uncomfortable but I relaxed.
We walked around for a while when I decided that we were going to go into muggle London.
Having grown up in a pure blood family with one parent hating most half bloods and mud bloods the other absolutely loving them, my emotions were mixed.
Making sure there was no out of the ordinary thing about me and Draco, I suggested that we go, not forgetting the exchange we headed to the bank and got about 1000 pounds. Being rich in the wizarding world had many up sides. With a last name like destinée I have much to live up to.
Anyway, after leaving diagon alley we walked side by side in muggle London. I was beautiful; we went into many sweets stores, like The General store. We went up to the clerk to buy about 50 dollars in sweets in total, and Draco just could grasp that he had only spent 15 gallons on the entire batch, which he insisted on buying without my help.
We walked around and found a lovely little restaurant in the middle of park. We sat down with loads of shopping bags being dropped to the floor. I ordered a chicken salad mean and Draco order a steak and salad. "Thank you" I said to the waitress, Draco just looked at me, he never really understood how I could be nice, or at least civil to mudbloods, let alone people with no chance of a magical future. But that was part of our up bringing. He threw me his patented smirk saying -I'll-never-understand- you-. Sending him my infamous -I'm-mysterious-deal-with-it- look Musical laughter filled the air. Many Stares and glares were sent our way but be couldn't help it.
It took about 5 minutes for us to clam down , we could tell that people under 20 not to mention laughter was not looked upon well. "Isn't this a happy place to be" Draco had retorted. We had begun eating when... "So what house do you think you'll be sorted into?" he casually asked. I had to hand it to him for making things sound less important then they really were. I had the same ability just not to the extent he had. "Not really, but I would absolutely die if I were in ravenclaw, god, who could really stand wearing yellow and black all year. You'd look like a bloody bee. And hufflepuff is even worse." I could tell he was laughing in the inside. "I'm much more fond of sliver and green, or even red and gold. There should be a house with the colors Red and sliver." I said quietly. I stared into his eyes Dracos' eyes reminded me of snowstorms- a light, chilling blue-grey; you could perhaps describe them as icy.
We walked out of the restaurant and noticed that a relieved look came over the owners face. We passed a large store that sold muggle sweaters with funny sayings on them. I practically had to drag Draco inside the store. While he was look at a sweater that said this is an inside joke and your on the outside! He didn't understand it. I picked up a black sweater that read the man with an arrow pointing up, the legend with an arrow pointing down; I decided I'd get it for Draco for Christmas. I also got 2 black and one grey sweater that read I know esp., I have pms, so I'm a bitch that knows everything. I would bewitch the b on the grey and one of the black to a w. I picked up some other ones that were for random people and just because they were funny. I had paid the lady at the desk and she gave me a look saying this-will-get-attention- I brushed it off by saying "yeah I know. I dragged Draco out of the door and walked back to diagon alley where we went our separate ways.
Muggles
Jennifer's pov
We were in the book store when it started, my guess at Draco being the charming, attractive person I knew to everyone would be wrong but as he argued with potter, I mean Harry, I saw in both there eyes a longing for a friendship. Over the summer Draco had never bad mouthed anyone but his idiotic friends Crabbe and golye and of course his father.
We had met though our parents at a mutual family friends meeting. But by no means would my father attend. He out right disagreed with what my mother had become, but he still loved her and refused to believe that she was in deed a death eater. It was the same with Draco's father; his mother wouldn't leave him but wouldn't join in.
It was the end of June when we meet. At the time my hair had been dyed platinum blond. So I stuck out like a soar thumb. I had noticed him across the room, with his platinum hair, we were alike yet different. His face had held a forced smirk that had softened in to a smile in my direction. I asked my mother who he was all she said was Malfoy, with the utmost respect. Only being 15, we were sent out to "play" but we had talked, it seemed like we had a lot in common. Which we did. We both hated one of our parents yet still loved them. When I moved to England everyone was pleased, seeing as Draco and my self became boyfriend and girlfriend. Mother loved him, and began to love me again I was so happy. But inside I always knew why they rejoiced, the pure blood would live on. But I was happy all the same.
Back to the present.
I had dropped one of my books on the floor in the store. I was so embarrassed that I bent over to pick the book not even remembering that I was wearing a mini. I did pick up the book, red in the face. I could tell Draco was furious, but he had put his arm around my waist and kissed me on the cheek, at first I was uncomfortable but I relaxed.
We walked around for a while when I decided that we were going to go into muggle London.
Having grown up in a pure blood family with one parent hating most half bloods and mud bloods the other absolutely loving them, my emotions were mixed.
Making sure there was no out of the ordinary thing about me and Draco, I suggested that we go, not forgetting the exchange we headed to the bank and got about 1000 pounds. Being rich in the wizarding world had many up sides. With a last name like destinée I have much to live up to.
Anyway, after leaving diagon alley we walked side by side in muggle London. I was beautiful; we went into many sweets stores, like The General store. We went up to the clerk to buy about 50 dollars in sweets in total, and Draco just could grasp that he had only spent 15 gallons on the entire batch, which he insisted on buying without my help.
We walked around and found a lovely little restaurant in the middle of park. We sat down with loads of shopping bags being dropped to the floor. I ordered a chicken salad mean and Draco order a steak and salad. "Thank you" I said to the waitress, Draco just looked at me, he never really understood how I could be nice, or at least civil to mudbloods, let alone people with no chance of a magical future. But that was part of our up bringing. He threw me his patented smirk saying -I'll-never-understand- you-. Sending him my infamous -I'm-mysterious-deal-with-it- look Musical laughter filled the air. Many Stares and glares were sent our way but be couldn't help it.
It took about 5 minutes for us to clam down , we could tell that people under 20 not to mention laughter was not looked upon well. "Isn't this a happy place to be" Draco had retorted. We had begun eating when... "So what house do you think you'll be sorted into?" he casually asked. I had to hand it to him for making things sound less important then they really were. I had the same ability just not to the extent he had. "Not really, but I would absolutely die if I were in ravenclaw, god, who could really stand wearing yellow and black all year. You'd look like a bloody bee. And hufflepuff is even worse." I could tell he was laughing in the inside. "I'm much more fond of sliver and green, or even red and gold. There should be a house with the colors Red and sliver." I said quietly. I stared into his eyes Dracos' eyes reminded me of snowstorms- a light, chilling blue-grey; you could perhaps describe them as icy.
We walked out of the restaurant and noticed that a relieved look came over the owners face. We passed a large store that sold muggle sweaters with funny sayings on them. I practically had to drag Draco inside the store. While he was look at a sweater that said this is an inside joke and your on the outside! He didn't understand it. I picked up a black sweater that read the man with an arrow pointing up, the legend with an arrow pointing down; I decided I'd get it for Draco for Christmas. I also got 2 black and one grey sweater that read I know esp., I have pms, so I'm a bitch that knows everything. I would bewitch the b on the grey and one of the black to a w. I picked up some other ones that were for random people and just because they were funny. I had paid the lady at the desk and she gave me a look saying this-will-get-attention- I brushed it off by saying "yeah I know. I dragged Draco out of the door and walked back to diagon alley where we went our separate ways.