"Oh isn't she absolutely gorgeous Arthur!" said Mrs. Weasley putting her hands on Bella's face.
"She's just lovely." replied Mr. Weasley, who shook Bella's hand. Both were smiling as they greeted their children and Bella. "Come along now, children. Got to get home and have a nice dinner."
"Ooh yes!" squealed Mrs. Weasley. "I've prepared so many dishes for the occasion!" she began telling Ginny and Bella about different foods she'd managed to get. Harry and Ron began talking with Fred and George.
"So when did you two become the ladie's men of Hogwarts?" asked Fred.
"Oh shut up, Fred." said Ron. "She's pretty, but that's not why we asked her to come. She's really nice. Not like all the other pretty ones."
"Well you have some very different motives than, little bro," said George as he looked at Bella.
"Me-ow…" said Fred, also eyeing the girl. "It's a shame Gryffindor couldn't bag Christina Locke as well. What a waste. Going to all the Slytherins."
"Oh not all the Slytherins, Fred." said Harry. "No, just one in particular I heard."
"Malfoy." said all the brothers at once.
"What is it they see in that git anyway?" said George.
"Well Hermione said he's good looking, so that must be it." said Harry. "Good looking? Malfoy? I shudder at the thought." Just then a narotic bum walked by.
"Malfoy? Malfoy? Where? Must shag Malfoy!" screamed the bum. Then they took a swig of whatever was in their brown bag and scurried off.
"I'll never understand it…" said Ron, and the group made their way home, all hoping that this year, things would be very different indeed.
"Oh Lucius, look at her. And we thought Parkinson would do?"
"Keep quiet Narcissa. We don't want to scare her." said Lucius. They were making their way out of King's Cross.
"They can't hear us," said Narcissa as she glanced over her shoulder at Draco and Christina, who were pointing and laughing at the bum Harry and the Weasley's saw before. "Oh how sweet. Making fun of inferiors together." she added as she gave a nervous look at the bum, who was now humping a pole, spilling what appeared to be their whiskey everywhere.
"What is happening to this world?" said Lucius also eyeing the bum. "Don't look directly at it Narcissa. Results could be fatal." She turned her head towards Lucius.
"Oh yes, of course. You're right dear. It's hard to take your eyes off something like that though. Children, stop looking at it, it'll make you ill."
"If looking at something like that makes you ill, why do they allow mud bloods in public?" asked Christina. Lucius looked like a little boy who just blew out the candles on his Winnie the Pooh Birthday cake. Though that was definitely not how he saw it.
"I see now why your father is where he is at the Ministry. Intelligence obviously runs in the family." said Lucius.
"Thank you, sir." she replied. "I always have admired him." Lucius looked at Draco after this remark.
"Why can't you be more like her?" asked Lucius. "Why do I have an idiot for a son?" Draco looked abashed.
"Oh he's not an idiot, sir." said Christina. "He's actually quite smart. Wouldn't be a Slytherin otherwise." she added. Lucius looked surprised. So did Draco.
"Is that so?" he said. Narcissa looked unusually pleased. When they got outside, Christina and Draco covered their eyes from the sun.
"Oh my God!" said Christina. "We've been in that castle for way too long…"
"I'm blind!" said Draco.
"Oh no! You'll never get to look in another mirror as long as you live!" said Christina. A black car pulled up and they were escorted inside by a tiny man who appeared to be the driver.
"I hate that guy…" said Narcissa as she closed her umbrella. Christina guessed that Malfoy women and sun didn't mix well.
"Reminds me of the bum." said Christina.
"That bum was a woman, dear." said Narcissa.
"I know." said Christina. They began conversing as the car pulled away from the station and headed for the Manor.
"Christina knows quite a lot about the muggle world." said Draco. Lucius looked disgusted.
"Well, father says it's important I know of the world we will one day destroy." she told them. Lucius relaxed.
"Oh to destroy them all…" he began. Narcissa frowned.
"Lucius, let's not talk about blowing up muggles in streets again. I enjoy it just as much as you do, but really, not exactly a pleasant topic around guests."
"Ooh no, I don't mind." said Christina. "It's all father talks about. I have a feeling he'll go insane when it really does happen. I think I'll throw a party. Ooh that will be fun to plan. A picture of a dead muggle on each plate."
"And we could have 'Pin the knife on the last surviving muggles' as our game." said Draco.
"Ooh good idea!" said Christina.
"Good to see children are being raised right." said Lucius. The car stopped and they stepped out. Christina gasped.
"Oh it's beautiful! Look at the architecture. Eighteenth century, am I right? It's absolutely stunning." said Christina.
"Thank you, dear. We Malfoy's take pride in our homes."
"I can tell. I can't wait to see the inside." Narcissa flashed a smile at Lucius and ushered an excited Christina in the large front doors. Lucius strode over next to Draco. Elves were unloading the luggage.
"Don't mess this up, Draco. Otherwise I'll make you marry Parkinson, and deal with your ugly children." he said.
"I'm glad your confident my children will be real lookers, father." said Draco.
"Well if you don't scare this one away, they won't look like deformed elephants. You do let this one slip through your fingers, Draco, and let's just say you and Pansy will have a plastic surgeon on speed dial." Draco winced at the thought of Pansy having children, then walked inside.
"She's just lovely." replied Mr. Weasley, who shook Bella's hand. Both were smiling as they greeted their children and Bella. "Come along now, children. Got to get home and have a nice dinner."
"Ooh yes!" squealed Mrs. Weasley. "I've prepared so many dishes for the occasion!" she began telling Ginny and Bella about different foods she'd managed to get. Harry and Ron began talking with Fred and George.
"So when did you two become the ladie's men of Hogwarts?" asked Fred.
"Oh shut up, Fred." said Ron. "She's pretty, but that's not why we asked her to come. She's really nice. Not like all the other pretty ones."
"Well you have some very different motives than, little bro," said George as he looked at Bella.
"Me-ow…" said Fred, also eyeing the girl. "It's a shame Gryffindor couldn't bag Christina Locke as well. What a waste. Going to all the Slytherins."
"Oh not all the Slytherins, Fred." said Harry. "No, just one in particular I heard."
"Malfoy." said all the brothers at once.
"What is it they see in that git anyway?" said George.
"Well Hermione said he's good looking, so that must be it." said Harry. "Good looking? Malfoy? I shudder at the thought." Just then a narotic bum walked by.
"Malfoy? Malfoy? Where? Must shag Malfoy!" screamed the bum. Then they took a swig of whatever was in their brown bag and scurried off.
"I'll never understand it…" said Ron, and the group made their way home, all hoping that this year, things would be very different indeed.
"Oh Lucius, look at her. And we thought Parkinson would do?"
"Keep quiet Narcissa. We don't want to scare her." said Lucius. They were making their way out of King's Cross.
"They can't hear us," said Narcissa as she glanced over her shoulder at Draco and Christina, who were pointing and laughing at the bum Harry and the Weasley's saw before. "Oh how sweet. Making fun of inferiors together." she added as she gave a nervous look at the bum, who was now humping a pole, spilling what appeared to be their whiskey everywhere.
"What is happening to this world?" said Lucius also eyeing the bum. "Don't look directly at it Narcissa. Results could be fatal." She turned her head towards Lucius.
"Oh yes, of course. You're right dear. It's hard to take your eyes off something like that though. Children, stop looking at it, it'll make you ill."
"If looking at something like that makes you ill, why do they allow mud bloods in public?" asked Christina. Lucius looked like a little boy who just blew out the candles on his Winnie the Pooh Birthday cake. Though that was definitely not how he saw it.
"I see now why your father is where he is at the Ministry. Intelligence obviously runs in the family." said Lucius.
"Thank you, sir." she replied. "I always have admired him." Lucius looked at Draco after this remark.
"Why can't you be more like her?" asked Lucius. "Why do I have an idiot for a son?" Draco looked abashed.
"Oh he's not an idiot, sir." said Christina. "He's actually quite smart. Wouldn't be a Slytherin otherwise." she added. Lucius looked surprised. So did Draco.
"Is that so?" he said. Narcissa looked unusually pleased. When they got outside, Christina and Draco covered their eyes from the sun.
"Oh my God!" said Christina. "We've been in that castle for way too long…"
"I'm blind!" said Draco.
"Oh no! You'll never get to look in another mirror as long as you live!" said Christina. A black car pulled up and they were escorted inside by a tiny man who appeared to be the driver.
"I hate that guy…" said Narcissa as she closed her umbrella. Christina guessed that Malfoy women and sun didn't mix well.
"Reminds me of the bum." said Christina.
"That bum was a woman, dear." said Narcissa.
"I know." said Christina. They began conversing as the car pulled away from the station and headed for the Manor.
"Christina knows quite a lot about the muggle world." said Draco. Lucius looked disgusted.
"Well, father says it's important I know of the world we will one day destroy." she told them. Lucius relaxed.
"Oh to destroy them all…" he began. Narcissa frowned.
"Lucius, let's not talk about blowing up muggles in streets again. I enjoy it just as much as you do, but really, not exactly a pleasant topic around guests."
"Ooh no, I don't mind." said Christina. "It's all father talks about. I have a feeling he'll go insane when it really does happen. I think I'll throw a party. Ooh that will be fun to plan. A picture of a dead muggle on each plate."
"And we could have 'Pin the knife on the last surviving muggles' as our game." said Draco.
"Ooh good idea!" said Christina.
"Good to see children are being raised right." said Lucius. The car stopped and they stepped out. Christina gasped.
"Oh it's beautiful! Look at the architecture. Eighteenth century, am I right? It's absolutely stunning." said Christina.
"Thank you, dear. We Malfoy's take pride in our homes."
"I can tell. I can't wait to see the inside." Narcissa flashed a smile at Lucius and ushered an excited Christina in the large front doors. Lucius strode over next to Draco. Elves were unloading the luggage.
"Don't mess this up, Draco. Otherwise I'll make you marry Parkinson, and deal with your ugly children." he said.
"I'm glad your confident my children will be real lookers, father." said Draco.
"Well if you don't scare this one away, they won't look like deformed elephants. You do let this one slip through your fingers, Draco, and let's just say you and Pansy will have a plastic surgeon on speed dial." Draco winced at the thought of Pansy having children, then walked inside.