Disclaimer: I DO NOT own any of the characters EXCEPT for Jocelyn and Anthony Heart. Meredith Stratton and Kelsey Moran were inspired by two friends of mine. Other imaginary characters are put in throughout.

Chapter 2: Family

The car turned on an unfamiliar street and went down a very long stretch of road. Jocelyn peered out of the window. The sun was shining brilliantly and the grass was swaying in the breeze.

"First I'll drop you off at the office for some last-minute instructions, Anthony. Then I'll take your girl to her um...temporary family," the driver said. They pulled up to a big brick building with decaying walls and curtain covered windows.

Anthony jumped out and walked to the back seat. When he opened the door, Jocelyn jumped up and gave him the biggest hug she'd ever given. Tears swelled up in her eyes. She tried to blink them back, but they escaped.

She kissed her father on the cheek and wiped the tears from her eyes.

"I love you, Daddy," she said. "Be careful, okay?" Her voice was trembling.

"I love you too. Don't worry, I will be." He hugged her again. She sat back down in the backseat and buckled her seatbelt. Anthony closed the door and waved goodbye as they drove away.

They drove for what seemed like forever then, they turned onto a dirt road. She peeked out of the window and saw the biggest house she had ever seen. It had about five floors and what looked like 100 rooms. The various balconies were lit with sunshine and the vines that grew up the side of the house were neatly trimmed.

The car pulled to a stop and she got out, opened the trunk and lifted out her trunk, which held almost everything she owned. She heard the front door open and footsteps, when she looked up, she saw a group of house elves scurrying toward her. They picked up her truck and carried it inside.

Cautiously, she walked toward the front door, which flung open suddenly as a man with silvery hair, a pointed face, and cold gray eyes walked out. He approached her with a look of great curiosity. Stopping in front of her he said.

"Ah! You must be Jocelyn," he said cheerfully, remembering the talk he had had with Fudge earlier. "We're so glad to have you here. My name is Lucius Malfoy." Jocelyn could tell that his smile was fake, so she fakely smiled back, wondering why he was being so nice to her.

"Draco, come here." Lucius said. A boy with the same white-blonde hair and cold gray eyes walked down the steps, glaring at his father. "Draco," he said as he came nearer, "this is Jocelyn Heart. She is going to be staying with us for a while."

That's great, father," Draco said, not even trying to hide his boredom. Lucius glared at him. Thinking quickly, he said.

"Draco, why don't you show Jocelyn up to her room. It is in the east wing, I'm sure you'll be able to find it," he said sweetly. Jocelyn started walking towards the house and she heard Lucius hiss in Draco's ear.

"I'll have a little chat with you later, so be nice." Draco led her up the steps and up a staircase. They had only been walking for a minute or so, when they found her room. Her trunk was lying at the end of the bed. As soon as he saw he had done his job, Draco left, leaving her all alone.

When Draco got to the bottom of the stairs, his father, who had now come inside and closed the door, pulled him into the kitchen.

"Draco, what were you doing back there? Don't you see what this girl could do for us?" he snarled. The vein in his temple throbbed.

"I don't like her," Draco said, calmly. "She's not like us. Why is she here anyway?"

'She's here because Fudge asked me to take care of her until school starts. I don't care if you don't like her. You can either cooperate, or I will ship you off to live with your aunt Berma. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Father, "Draco said. He had to cooperate or he would be shipped off. Draco couldn't stand Aunt Berma. She was a muggle, and a poor one at that. "But how will having her here affect us?"

"That girl in there is worth her weight in gold, Draco." Lucius said. He paced the room. "If I hadn't taken her in, she would have gone to the Weasley's and if she had, Arthur would have taken my job. Fudge would've fired me. He says that I am too much of a danger to my co-workers. This way, I can show him that I am compassionate enough to take in a 'helpless child.'

"Worth her weight in gold?" Draco sniggered at the thought. "Well, I'm glad she didn't go to the Weasley's, but I still don't like her, she acts like a muggle. I'll be nice to her, on one condition."

Lucius turned around quickly, grabbing his son by the neck of the shirt. "You'll be nice to her or you will be shipped off! Am I clear about that Draco?" Their faces were only inches away from each other and Lucius was close to screaming.

"Crystal clear," Draco said, pulling himself free. He walked off to his own room leaving his father to mull things over in his mind.

Jocelyn unpacked her things and closed up her trunk. Sitting on her feather bed, she stared at the ceiling, tears streamed down her face.

"I don't think Draco likes me very much," she said to nobody in particular. She shrugged this off as she heard a knock at the door. Jocelyn opened it to find Draco standing there with a cookie tray in his hands, smiling.

"Thought you could use something to eat," he said. There wasn't boredom in his voice anymore, just cheerfulness. He set the tray down on the dresser and started to walk away. Jocelyn thought quickly.

"Wait!" she half-screamed. "Would you like to join me?" she desperately wanted some company. Draco nodded, picked up the tray and brought it over to the bed. Jocelyn moved her laptop so that he could sit down. Draco spotted it and asked.

"What's that?" Jocelyn opened it and turned it on. Surprisingly, it worked.

"It's a laptop," she said. "My father gave it to me last year as a birthday present. It's rather handy, really. Draco took a bite of a cookie and stared at it for a moment.

"It's a muggle invention, right?" He said with curiosity after a moment. Jocelyn nodded, picking up a cookie for herself. "I've never tried a muggle invention," he admitted.

"Well, once you think about it, muggles aren't that bad," she said matter-of-factly. "They're smarter then most wizards think." Draco shrugged. Jocelyn turned the laptop so she could look at it, then she pushed a button. A chat-room popped up. Mere and Kelsey were in, so she said hello and they started chatting. When she turned on the speakers, Draco jumped at the sudden ringing noise.

Draco glanced at the screen. After a while, he really got into the whole Internet thing. They spent a large part of the afternoon on the Internet talking to mere and Kelsey. When Draco found out that they were both witches, he was greatly surprised.

Draco spent a lot of time with Jocelyn after that afternoon. Although he had been skeptic at first, she was a good friend. The weeks passed by quickly and Draco noticed that Jocelyn missed her father. He couldn't blame her it had been hard on her. They were friends, good friends.

Finally, the day to go to King's Cross came. Jocelyn was nervous about going to a new school, but she was heartbroken about the fact that her friends weren't going to be there with her. They packed their things and let the house elves carry them out. Lucius opened the door to a very large black car and they all got inside.