Chapter 1
Draco was sitting at his desk in History, trying to make sense of what the teacher was droning on about. History was easily Draco's worst subject, as he couldn't quite grasp the idea that muggles had to do everything without magic. He also didn't understand how Adolph Hitler was such a big threat to the world either.
.::.Hitler is nothing like the Dark Lord. Why are so many people afraid of him?.::.
Draco found that his thoughts were drifting away from the class and back home to Malfoy Manor. He remembered how good things were for him back there. He was part of the most respected family in the wizarding world. But he really wasn't a Malfoy. He was the son of a complete stranger. He wondered for the millionth time since he arrived at this Muggle College why he was in the muggle world.
.::.I am half muggle. I need to know about the muggle world.::.
Draco sighed and tried to go back to listening to this teacher drone on about this man called Adolph Hitler. Just as he was about to doze off, he felt a sharp poke at his back. He turned around to see who it was and was faced with a very handsome face, his dirty blonde hair falling over his deep sea blue eyes and his tanned skin dotted with freckles. He had a mischievous smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye. He passed a small crumpled piece of paper to Draco. In it was scrawled:
____________ | | |Watch this | | | | Leon| |____________|
Draco nodded his head subtly to signal to Leon that he was ready and waited for his friend to do something to get them out of class. He heard plastic and a bottle of soft drink being opened. All of a sudden, there were screams from girls around Leon and when Draco turned around; there was something green frothing from Leon's mouth. Draco knew Leon all too well to know that this wasn't serious. He put his hand up quickly to ask the teacher if they could leave. But because of all the commotion, there really was no need.
"Mr Malfoy, could you please escort Mr Pratt outside of this classroom? And make sure you clean up the mess this time?" Professor Ambridge said tiredly, knowing these two boys all too well. He rubbed his eyes behind his glasses and waited for Draco and Leon to walk out of the classroom before continuing.
"That was a good one!" Draco exclaimed as soon as they were outside in the courtyard. "What was that thing that was frothing out of your mouth though?" Draco asked.
Leon had wiped away the last green froth from his mouth and threw the dirty tissue in the bin. "It was these crackle things and simple Coca-Cola!" He laughed and threw the packet to Draco.
"It doesn't do any harm does it?" Draco asked, studying the packet.
"Of course not! Would I do harm to myself?" Leon asked, pretending to look shocked.
"I shouldn't have asked" Draco rolled his eyes at his friend and dropped his bag below the huge oak tree that they always sat underneath. As soon as they both sat down, a large shadow fell over them. Draco looked up and saw a very large man with his hands on his hips.
"Why aren't I surprised to find you two sitting out here instead of sitting inside History?" He exclaimed, a small smile playing on his lips.
"Are you suggesting that we skip a lot of classes Mr Sylvie?" Leon asked, trying to look innocent.
"Yeah, that'll be the day, Leon and Draco, NOT skipping classes! Hell would freeze over before that happened!" Henry Sylvie exclaimed before seating himself before them. Henry had a very large build and played football for the college (which Draco had problems grasping the rules). He had short, brown curly hair and hazel eyes. He was quite tall and was extremely strong. He resembled Crabbe and Goyle put together, which Draco thought of immediately when he first met Henry.
Leon and Henry started talking about the upcoming dance in two weeks. Draco felt himself drift off to think about the Yule Ball they had at Hogwarts a couple of years ago when he was in the Fourth Year. He had taken Pansy Parkinson. It was very uneventful as Draco recalled. His mind then started to wonder back to the wizarding world.
.::.I wonder if the whole wizarding world knows that I'm not really a Malfoy. Mum and Dad really tried to keep it covered up, but it might have leaked out somehow.::.
Draco leant back against the oak tree and started to pull the grass out and a dazed expression on his face.
"Hey Malfoy!" Leon shouted, waving his hand in front of Draco's face. Draco suddenly snapped out of his daydream and looked at Leon.
"Sorry, what were you saying?" Draco asked.
"Are you coming to the dance?" Henry asked.
"I dunno, probably not" Draco replied.
"Why not?" Leon exclaimed, clearly shocked.
"Because ." Draco racked his brain for an excuse, "Because I don't have a date" he finally said, and he knew it was pathetic. The real reason he didn't want to go to the dance was because it was on the same date that his mother had promised to visit him. He wasn't sure when she was coming, he wasn't even sure if she was going to keep her promise. But he wanted the whole day to be free, just in case she did turn up.
"Whatever Draco" Henry rolled his eyes at Leon, knowing perfectly well that it wasn't the real reason. He turned to Leon and they both started talking about football. Since Draco didn't know much about football, he felt his mind start to wander again. This happened frequently since he arrived that Leon and Henry was already used to it.
Suddenly, from across the courtyard, someone caught his eye. From where he was sitting, she seemed to be reading a magazine that looked oddly like the Daily Prophet. He rubbed his eyes and looked again, the magazine was gone from her hands and she started walking towards the boys. He couldn't help but notice that she was very pretty. She was Asian and she walked with poise. Her shoulder-length black hair blew around in the breeze, making her look like a model. She had a slim figure and extremely long legs. As she walked closer to the oak tree, Draco noticed her chocolate brown eyes taking everything in.
As she walked past the oak tree, she looked up to the very top of the tree and her gaze slowly came down and rested upon Draco, who was staring at her. She noticed his blue eyes looking at her and she stared back.
.::.He looks oddly familiar.::.
She shook this thought out of her head, thinking she had probably seen him around the school a couple of times.
Draco realised with a start that he had been staring at her as she passed, and she was staring back at him. He quickly looked away, suddenly being interested at the grass growing below him. He quickly stole a glance and saw that she had taken a piece of paper out of her bag and was looking at it and looking around like she was looking at a map. She had a look of confusion on her face.
Draco was about to stand up to help her when she started to walk away, finding where she had to go.
"Damn Malfoy. You have to be quicker next time" Leon said, a hint of amusement in his voice.
"What?" Draco looked at Leon and Henry and found that they had been watching him stare at this mystery girl. Leon started chuckling to himself at Draco's vacant expression.
"Don't worry, man. Let's get going, we're going to be late for English" Henry laughed. He gathered up his belongings and stood up. He noticed that Leon and Draco hadn't moved. "Are you coming or what?"
"Nah, I think I'll just sit here, enjoying this nice day" Leon replied, with a small smile on his lips.
"This is my only class with you two, I'm not going there by myself!" Henry exclaimed and started pulling Draco and Leon up.
"Alright, alright! We're coming!" Draco said, brushing himself off. He gathered his belongings along with Leon and they started off towards the English department. He couldn't help but think about the mystery girl with the soft black hair and deep brown eyes. He started smiling to himself and was in a very good mood when they reached their room.
Draco was sitting at his desk in History, trying to make sense of what the teacher was droning on about. History was easily Draco's worst subject, as he couldn't quite grasp the idea that muggles had to do everything without magic. He also didn't understand how Adolph Hitler was such a big threat to the world either.
.::.Hitler is nothing like the Dark Lord. Why are so many people afraid of him?.::.
Draco found that his thoughts were drifting away from the class and back home to Malfoy Manor. He remembered how good things were for him back there. He was part of the most respected family in the wizarding world. But he really wasn't a Malfoy. He was the son of a complete stranger. He wondered for the millionth time since he arrived at this Muggle College why he was in the muggle world.
.::.I am half muggle. I need to know about the muggle world.::.
Draco sighed and tried to go back to listening to this teacher drone on about this man called Adolph Hitler. Just as he was about to doze off, he felt a sharp poke at his back. He turned around to see who it was and was faced with a very handsome face, his dirty blonde hair falling over his deep sea blue eyes and his tanned skin dotted with freckles. He had a mischievous smile on his face and a twinkle in his eye. He passed a small crumpled piece of paper to Draco. In it was scrawled:
____________ | | |Watch this | | | | Leon| |____________|
Draco nodded his head subtly to signal to Leon that he was ready and waited for his friend to do something to get them out of class. He heard plastic and a bottle of soft drink being opened. All of a sudden, there were screams from girls around Leon and when Draco turned around; there was something green frothing from Leon's mouth. Draco knew Leon all too well to know that this wasn't serious. He put his hand up quickly to ask the teacher if they could leave. But because of all the commotion, there really was no need.
"Mr Malfoy, could you please escort Mr Pratt outside of this classroom? And make sure you clean up the mess this time?" Professor Ambridge said tiredly, knowing these two boys all too well. He rubbed his eyes behind his glasses and waited for Draco and Leon to walk out of the classroom before continuing.
"That was a good one!" Draco exclaimed as soon as they were outside in the courtyard. "What was that thing that was frothing out of your mouth though?" Draco asked.
Leon had wiped away the last green froth from his mouth and threw the dirty tissue in the bin. "It was these crackle things and simple Coca-Cola!" He laughed and threw the packet to Draco.
"It doesn't do any harm does it?" Draco asked, studying the packet.
"Of course not! Would I do harm to myself?" Leon asked, pretending to look shocked.
"I shouldn't have asked" Draco rolled his eyes at his friend and dropped his bag below the huge oak tree that they always sat underneath. As soon as they both sat down, a large shadow fell over them. Draco looked up and saw a very large man with his hands on his hips.
"Why aren't I surprised to find you two sitting out here instead of sitting inside History?" He exclaimed, a small smile playing on his lips.
"Are you suggesting that we skip a lot of classes Mr Sylvie?" Leon asked, trying to look innocent.
"Yeah, that'll be the day, Leon and Draco, NOT skipping classes! Hell would freeze over before that happened!" Henry Sylvie exclaimed before seating himself before them. Henry had a very large build and played football for the college (which Draco had problems grasping the rules). He had short, brown curly hair and hazel eyes. He was quite tall and was extremely strong. He resembled Crabbe and Goyle put together, which Draco thought of immediately when he first met Henry.
Leon and Henry started talking about the upcoming dance in two weeks. Draco felt himself drift off to think about the Yule Ball they had at Hogwarts a couple of years ago when he was in the Fourth Year. He had taken Pansy Parkinson. It was very uneventful as Draco recalled. His mind then started to wonder back to the wizarding world.
.::.I wonder if the whole wizarding world knows that I'm not really a Malfoy. Mum and Dad really tried to keep it covered up, but it might have leaked out somehow.::.
Draco leant back against the oak tree and started to pull the grass out and a dazed expression on his face.
"Hey Malfoy!" Leon shouted, waving his hand in front of Draco's face. Draco suddenly snapped out of his daydream and looked at Leon.
"Sorry, what were you saying?" Draco asked.
"Are you coming to the dance?" Henry asked.
"I dunno, probably not" Draco replied.
"Why not?" Leon exclaimed, clearly shocked.
"Because ." Draco racked his brain for an excuse, "Because I don't have a date" he finally said, and he knew it was pathetic. The real reason he didn't want to go to the dance was because it was on the same date that his mother had promised to visit him. He wasn't sure when she was coming, he wasn't even sure if she was going to keep her promise. But he wanted the whole day to be free, just in case she did turn up.
"Whatever Draco" Henry rolled his eyes at Leon, knowing perfectly well that it wasn't the real reason. He turned to Leon and they both started talking about football. Since Draco didn't know much about football, he felt his mind start to wander again. This happened frequently since he arrived that Leon and Henry was already used to it.
Suddenly, from across the courtyard, someone caught his eye. From where he was sitting, she seemed to be reading a magazine that looked oddly like the Daily Prophet. He rubbed his eyes and looked again, the magazine was gone from her hands and she started walking towards the boys. He couldn't help but notice that she was very pretty. She was Asian and she walked with poise. Her shoulder-length black hair blew around in the breeze, making her look like a model. She had a slim figure and extremely long legs. As she walked closer to the oak tree, Draco noticed her chocolate brown eyes taking everything in.
As she walked past the oak tree, she looked up to the very top of the tree and her gaze slowly came down and rested upon Draco, who was staring at her. She noticed his blue eyes looking at her and she stared back.
.::.He looks oddly familiar.::.
She shook this thought out of her head, thinking she had probably seen him around the school a couple of times.
Draco realised with a start that he had been staring at her as she passed, and she was staring back at him. He quickly looked away, suddenly being interested at the grass growing below him. He quickly stole a glance and saw that she had taken a piece of paper out of her bag and was looking at it and looking around like she was looking at a map. She had a look of confusion on her face.
Draco was about to stand up to help her when she started to walk away, finding where she had to go.
"Damn Malfoy. You have to be quicker next time" Leon said, a hint of amusement in his voice.
"What?" Draco looked at Leon and Henry and found that they had been watching him stare at this mystery girl. Leon started chuckling to himself at Draco's vacant expression.
"Don't worry, man. Let's get going, we're going to be late for English" Henry laughed. He gathered up his belongings and stood up. He noticed that Leon and Draco hadn't moved. "Are you coming or what?"
"Nah, I think I'll just sit here, enjoying this nice day" Leon replied, with a small smile on his lips.
"This is my only class with you two, I'm not going there by myself!" Henry exclaimed and started pulling Draco and Leon up.
"Alright, alright! We're coming!" Draco said, brushing himself off. He gathered his belongings along with Leon and they started off towards the English department. He couldn't help but think about the mystery girl with the soft black hair and deep brown eyes. He started smiling to himself and was in a very good mood when they reached their room.
