(A/N: in the first chap. The format got all messed up , and I realize its not right and kinda hard to read. Sorry bout that! Also, this is a short chap.)

Draco Malfoy hurried through the tiny shop, his hands cupped over his face to stop the flow of blood from his nose. He was going to get that Potter for this! Get him so good, he'd wish he had died back on that night when his parents had been murdered. " Draco Honey! " shrieked his mother when she saw him. " What happened? Oh, you poor thing. Come here!" "Mum!" said Draco indignantly, breaking away from her grasp. " Oh, come now, let's go to Quality Quidditch Supplies. That'll cheer my baby up, won't it?" said his mother, already steering him out the door. Draco allowed himself to be propelled into the store. It was times like this that he could get his mother to buy him just about anything. Once inside, he scanned the interior quickly. No Weasleys, no mudbloods, no Gryffindors and a very pretty girl. She had waist length, silky, jet-black hair that swished when she walked. Her eyes were a bright, lively blue. Draco was transfixed. As she walked out the door, she winked at him before disappearing into the street. Draco wanted desperately to follow her, but his mother was intent on cheering him up. "What would you like Draco, dear?" asked Mrs. Malfoy, gesturing towards the racing brooms. " Oh, I don't know, mum, they look expensive. Don't you think?" Draco lied. He knew that if he played his cards right, he just might end up with a better racing broom than Potter. " Nothing is too expensive for my darling Draco." his mother announced shrilly. "Well than how about this one?" asked Draco tentatively, pointing at the one at the top of the display. It was the best racing broom available, a Firebolt 2. "Oh, yes," said the shopkeeper excitedly, " That's the best model there is!" "Only the best for my Draco," added his mother. "How much?" As his mother and the shopkeeper were making the transaction, Draco slipped out the door, hoping to find the girl. Finally, after about ten minutes of struggling through the crowd, he caught a glimpse of her. He caught up with her and tapped her shoulder lightly to get her attention. She whipped her head around looking very irritated, but her features softened when she saw Draco. "Yes?" she asked, her magnificent eyes wide, her long dark lashes framing each one. "Uh- I just wanted to introduce myself." Draco stammered. Curse me! He thought. She stood there, looking quite regal and waiting expectantly for him to go on. "I'm Draco. Draco Malfoy." He finally said putting his hand out. She pushed a silky strand of black hair out of her eyes. "Lovely to meet you Draco." She said sticking her own hand out. " I'm Andrea," She said slyly. " And that's all you need to know." She finished mysteriously and with that and a swish of her long hair, she was gone.