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Disclaimer: The plot and the characters that you don't recognize belong to me. The rest belongs to the talented Ms J.K Rowling.
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"Aunt Margaret, I am going down to Diagon Alley to get my school things. Do you want to follow me?" Draco said to his aunt while eating his breakfast with Uncle Jeff and Carrie, and their daughter who was the same age as Draco, in their little kitchen.
"Hmmm…let me see. I need to get some ingredients for my new recipe. Ok, Draco. I'm following. I'll go up and get dressed, Draco. I'll meet you down here by 9. You need to follow, Carrie. You haven't bought your Hogwarts stuff yet too,"
Life was different here at the little cottage where he now lived with his Aunt Margaret, Uncle Jeff and Carrie. Here, he could wake up anytime he wanted but at the Manor, he had to wake up at 7 every single day, even during weekends. Here, he could say "Good Morning!" as loud as he wanted but back at the Manor, he had to tiptoe quietly into the kitchen to prevent distracting Lucius from his usual newspaper reading every day. If he got distracted, Draco would get the usual beatings. His mother and him seldom ate together with Lucius unless there were guests but here, Aunt Margaret made it a point for the three of them to eat breakfast and dinner together unless other things had to be done.
He loved living here with his kind and caring godparents even if they're not as rich as Lucius. He loved them. They loved him. And that was all that matters to him now.
"I'm tired!!!" Hermione complained. "Let's get a drink or something, Harry," She dragged the practically out of breath Harry behind her.
"Slow down, Hermione!!!I know you know that I'm fit and all because I'm the Quidditch captain but you don't have to make me run under the weight of all the things I'm carrying!!!"
The two of them were walking, or should I say jogging, down the streets of Diagon Alley. Harry was carrying their ALL their school stuff that they bought. (and here I am wondering why Hermione's tired…)
The bell tinkled as they went in the door of the ice cream parlour. The place was noisy and crowded as usual by wizards, witches and creatures of every age and size. They found a booth at the corner of the shop and settled down. Harry went to place their orders while Hermione browsed through her book she bought at the new bookstore.
The bell tinkled again but this time, not by any other normal somebody, but by the one and only Draco Malfoy. And yes, he was alone. (which was very weird because he was always followed by the two you-know-who...)Hermione's head snapped up from her book at the sound of the bell. She was very surprised to see Draco here, at the ice cream parlour; for once he said that it was only for poor people. He would always go to the expensive French ice cream place, where average wizards and witches would take their only child their to celebrate his/her birthday.
So there he was, now walking towards the counter to order. He was not only dressed in normal wizard clothing, unlike the usual high-class ones he used to wear, but his usually slicked-back-with-tons-and-tons-of-hair-gel hair was now spiked-up-with-lesser-amount-of-gel. Which was so WEIRD.
Hermione gasped. Oh.My.God. Now he looks like a male model out of some magazine!!!, she thought. She could feel her blood pumping all over her body. She had this weird urge from god knows where to go to Draco and kiss him. Weird. But she has her limits. Right?
An unknown force had caused Hermione stand up and walk towards the counter where Draco was queuing. Hermione, do it!!! Kiss him!!! Oh, so her brain was telling her to do it. Naughty brain.
NO, Hermione, no!!! Are you crazy??? You, kissing Draco Malfoy??? The biggest egomaniac??? NO!!!, she told herself. She slapped herself mentally and kind of snapped out of her trance and walked past Draco without doing the UNSPEAKABLE. Draco noticed Hermione and shuffled a little. She went to Harry to help him carry their order back to their booth. Draco brought his order to an empty booth a few metres away from Hermione's booth.
A minute later, Carrie Bennet, a prefect for Ravenclaw, came in. She seemed to be finding for someone and then, she found that someone. She seemed to be heading to her's and Harry's booth but she passed by their booth and sat down on the opposite of Draco.
"What the heck???" Hermione said, surprised. She let her thoughts run wild. Was Draco dating Carrie? Yeah, Carrie's damn beautiful, but surely his father wouldn't let him date someone who's not a Slytherin? Or worse, could they be secretly dating?
Harry, who had noticed all that, shook Hermione out of her thoughts. He was sure Hermione was thinking exactly what he was thinking. He shook his head.
"Let's not just jump into conclusions. They could be just friends," But Harry wasn't even convinced with his own words.
At that moment, a woman entered the shop. Hermione realised that she was her mother's friend, Margaret. She went to greet her at the door.
"Hey Auntie Margaret! What are you doing here for?"
"Oh, hi Hermione! I'm here to meet my daughter and son. Come, I'll bring you to see them,"
"But Auntie Margaret, I didn't know you had a son! I thought you only had a daughter!"
"Oh, actually he's my nephew and I am his godmother. His mother died recently and his father couldn't continue to become his father so I got him,"
Hermione followed Auntie Margaret to Draco's booth.
"Carrie, Draco, meet Hermione Granger,"
Hermione's legs did a weird wobble but she caught the chair just in time before her legs gave way. And Draco just smirked, in a good-natured way.
"His.…his your nephew?"
"Yes. You know him, Hermione? Why Hermione, you look like you've seen a ghost!"
"Yeah, Aunt Margaret. All three of us are prefects and live in the same suite!" Draco answered for her. He was still smirking.
"Hermione, why don't you join us?" Carrie offered.
"Ummm…actually I'm here with a friend so, no thanks,"
"Why don't you bring your friend here? I'm sure he would like to join us," Aunt Margaret said, nodding at Harry, who stood behind Hemione.
"Yeah, 'Mione. I'm sure I would like to join them," said Harry, grinning. He slid in beside Carrie.
"Come on, 'Mione. Don't be spoiled brat,"
"Oh, ok" she said, defeated. She sat beside Draco, who was STILL smirking. My God, does this guy love to smirk.
"And why are you smirking like that???"
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