Author's Note: Thank you, my two lovely reviews I appreciate it a lot. If
you have any ideas or anything, just post 'em with your review. Or, if you
don't like something, tell me, I'll try not to do that, or I'll change it
depending on what it was. ^_^ Thankies! And oh yes, I don't know if Sadie
is related to Tom or not. I've yet to decide that.
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, etc. But, Sadie Evans is -mine-!
Chapter 2:
Sadie entered the room, turning as she walked in, desperate to grasp all of the ornate paintings, and the whole room at once. However, it extended more so into a small study, and a bathroom door was open just a hare to see the large marble bathroom. Draco finally disturbed her trance.
"Sadie, was it?" he asked, smirking for no apparent reason, and walking across the room to the side with the windows. And, Sadie then noticed the door that led to a balcony.
"Yes. And, your, Draco, correct?" she responded in a polite tone, as she followed him towards the balcony.
"Yes." He said, before pausing as he opened the door, and then shut it as a burst of wind came in, and, for the first time since Sadie stepped inside, she realized it was storming outside.
"Ikes! I forgot all about that storm!" she said, stepping backwards in an involuntary reflex, into Draco, who was a few inches taller then she, and with both arms on her shoulders, righted her to face him, still smirking for no apparent reason. It made Sadie want to slap him just to find out if he'd still smirk.
"Well, Father told us to get to know each other, so lets get to know each other." Said Draco in a more demanding tone, as he led her to the small study and took a seat on the couch. Sadie followed suit.
"Well, I'm eleven years old, my name is Sadie Evans. Even though it should be Sadie Riddle, but my dad changed it because he didn't like the way my name sounded with it and because I don't think he liked his family much, or the fact I'm a girl. He usually ignored me for most the time while I was at home, and so I stayed with Jem, his maid. But, Jem is only twenty something years old, so I don't know how she got that job. He came home with her one night and she never left." Sadie shrugged it off absently. "You see, I think Jem and him are going to get married, because they're always so. close." A frown came with this. "After I realized that, I started to plot, running away, anywhere. And well, my father and Jem went away for a week yesterday, and so I left." she said, and grinned slightly.
Draco, still wearing his trademark smirk nodded encouragement. "I see. my father isn't always around either." He answered politely. And then, Rain came up to bring Sadie food, and Draco ordered the house elf to bring him a tray to. Rain scurried off with many bows. Jenos came in later with Draco's food, and Rain could be seen limping down the hallway with a burn on its hands. It seemed Rain had tripped and dropped a platter of food meant for Lucius. or something similar.
"Ooh. is your father mean to you. or just the house elves?" asked Sadie, a worried note in her voice.
Draco turned his head to look at Rain, before Jenos shut the door, and looked back at Sadie's worried expression and grinned. "No. Just the house elves." He said before he took a sip of some unknown black bubbly drink. Sadie herself took a sip. She shrugged approvingly of it, took a piece of melon, and popped it in her mouth, before looking back to Draco.
"Not bad. what is the drink?" she asked.
"Some Muggle drink. something like 'so-duh' or something. I'm not quite sure. my mother handles all the shopping, usually. I just spend my time at my private school or home playing around. What private school did you attend?"
"Uhm. I attended the British Academy of Young Witches and Wizards. and yourself?" she returned, grinning slightly.
"Oh. some Academy over in Germany for awhile, then one in France, and last one I attended was British, but more prestigious. Dark arts and potions were more highlighted subjects. All courses we are going to take at Hogwarts, but just simpler I suppose." He answered, before cutting a piece of steak and chewing it respectively.
They had small talk the rest of dinner, varying subjects, it seemed they shared a few common interests. Quidditch, Charms, Dark Arts, and Potions. Along with felines and serpents. Though, Draco did mention he didn't particularly like cats, but they were better then the loud and annoying dogs.
"Well, Draco, I'm about to fall asleep, so, may I be excused?" she asked politely.
"Yeah. I'm not stopping you." And, with that, he called Jenos in to clean up and he walked out with a "Goodnight Sadie."
"Goodnight Draco." She answered, lazily walking to the closet and finding a nightgown and changing quickly, placing the other clothes in the hamper for dirty clothes and then wandering to her bed without another true thought of any meaning. And fell into dreams, some good, and some bad.
((Author's Note: I'm sorry it's so short. I'm trying to make them short and update sooner. so yeah. ( I need ideas for this story. Where should I take it? *Ponders*))
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, etc. But, Sadie Evans is -mine-!
Chapter 2:
Sadie entered the room, turning as she walked in, desperate to grasp all of the ornate paintings, and the whole room at once. However, it extended more so into a small study, and a bathroom door was open just a hare to see the large marble bathroom. Draco finally disturbed her trance.
"Sadie, was it?" he asked, smirking for no apparent reason, and walking across the room to the side with the windows. And, Sadie then noticed the door that led to a balcony.
"Yes. And, your, Draco, correct?" she responded in a polite tone, as she followed him towards the balcony.
"Yes." He said, before pausing as he opened the door, and then shut it as a burst of wind came in, and, for the first time since Sadie stepped inside, she realized it was storming outside.
"Ikes! I forgot all about that storm!" she said, stepping backwards in an involuntary reflex, into Draco, who was a few inches taller then she, and with both arms on her shoulders, righted her to face him, still smirking for no apparent reason. It made Sadie want to slap him just to find out if he'd still smirk.
"Well, Father told us to get to know each other, so lets get to know each other." Said Draco in a more demanding tone, as he led her to the small study and took a seat on the couch. Sadie followed suit.
"Well, I'm eleven years old, my name is Sadie Evans. Even though it should be Sadie Riddle, but my dad changed it because he didn't like the way my name sounded with it and because I don't think he liked his family much, or the fact I'm a girl. He usually ignored me for most the time while I was at home, and so I stayed with Jem, his maid. But, Jem is only twenty something years old, so I don't know how she got that job. He came home with her one night and she never left." Sadie shrugged it off absently. "You see, I think Jem and him are going to get married, because they're always so. close." A frown came with this. "After I realized that, I started to plot, running away, anywhere. And well, my father and Jem went away for a week yesterday, and so I left." she said, and grinned slightly.
Draco, still wearing his trademark smirk nodded encouragement. "I see. my father isn't always around either." He answered politely. And then, Rain came up to bring Sadie food, and Draco ordered the house elf to bring him a tray to. Rain scurried off with many bows. Jenos came in later with Draco's food, and Rain could be seen limping down the hallway with a burn on its hands. It seemed Rain had tripped and dropped a platter of food meant for Lucius. or something similar.
"Ooh. is your father mean to you. or just the house elves?" asked Sadie, a worried note in her voice.
Draco turned his head to look at Rain, before Jenos shut the door, and looked back at Sadie's worried expression and grinned. "No. Just the house elves." He said before he took a sip of some unknown black bubbly drink. Sadie herself took a sip. She shrugged approvingly of it, took a piece of melon, and popped it in her mouth, before looking back to Draco.
"Not bad. what is the drink?" she asked.
"Some Muggle drink. something like 'so-duh' or something. I'm not quite sure. my mother handles all the shopping, usually. I just spend my time at my private school or home playing around. What private school did you attend?"
"Uhm. I attended the British Academy of Young Witches and Wizards. and yourself?" she returned, grinning slightly.
"Oh. some Academy over in Germany for awhile, then one in France, and last one I attended was British, but more prestigious. Dark arts and potions were more highlighted subjects. All courses we are going to take at Hogwarts, but just simpler I suppose." He answered, before cutting a piece of steak and chewing it respectively.
They had small talk the rest of dinner, varying subjects, it seemed they shared a few common interests. Quidditch, Charms, Dark Arts, and Potions. Along with felines and serpents. Though, Draco did mention he didn't particularly like cats, but they were better then the loud and annoying dogs.
"Well, Draco, I'm about to fall asleep, so, may I be excused?" she asked politely.
"Yeah. I'm not stopping you." And, with that, he called Jenos in to clean up and he walked out with a "Goodnight Sadie."
"Goodnight Draco." She answered, lazily walking to the closet and finding a nightgown and changing quickly, placing the other clothes in the hamper for dirty clothes and then wandering to her bed without another true thought of any meaning. And fell into dreams, some good, and some bad.
((Author's Note: I'm sorry it's so short. I'm trying to make them short and update sooner. so yeah. ( I need ideas for this story. Where should I take it? *Ponders*))