Disclaimer: I still don't own anything having to do with Harry Potter, yet. One day it will all be mine ::evil grin::.

Draco: *muffled* Get me outa here, help!

Me: SHUT UP! You are going to be mine and you are gonna like it!

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Well, on with the story, shall we?

I walked onto the airplane the Ministry was providing us for our trip to England, it doesn't seem too awful, I think I thought I'd be able to stand it. Emphasis on thought, Phil Diggle was aboard, too. With him breathing down my neck, trying to make short conversation, it was quite hard to listen to my headphones, or nap, or watch TV. for 12 hours.

[A/N-Yea, she has headphones, they're *magic* headphones ;)]

The ride wasn't so bad, actually a tad enjoyable, yippee. We stayed at some pub called The Leaky Cauldron, word said it's famous, Harry Potter stayed there in his third year. The locals were very excited. I don't get it; he's just a boy, a normal, everyday, run of the mill guy. Owell.

"Dad, did my school list come yet?" I asked as we unpacked in my room after we got to the pub.

"Yep, it's around here somewhere.." He rummaged through his trunk, "Here ya go! I'm to tired to shop with you, sorry sweetie, but here's some money, could you manage on your own?" He handed me a small sack of money I didn't recognize.

I picked up a large gold coin, "What's this?"

"That's a Galleon, it's about the same amount as a Wikket, the silver ones are a Sickles, it's like a Derom, and the little bronze ones are Knuts, they're like-"

"Phunes?" I interrupted.

"Yea, if you have trouble with them, just ask the clerks, but I think you'll be fine."

That would be a fun day, walking around an unfamiliar country and not knowing a single soul.

I walked out to the back of the pub, the entrance to Diagon Alley was supposed to be back there, they could have been a tad more specific when they told me where it was.

"Need 'elp?" A very large man in a very moth eaten moleskin coat asked me while I was staring at a large brickwall.

"Er, yea, how do I get to the Alley?"

"Rebeus Hagrid, or jus' Hagrid is wha' most people call meh, " He offered his large hand, and I took it.

"Sky, Sky Ford."

"You look like yer still in school, but Eh've never seen you at 'Ogwarts."

"I just moved, the Ministry."

"Eh, oh yea, tha's right, yer one o' 'em Auror's kids! Now the Alley." He tapped on a brick then another with a large pink umbrella, and the brickwall began opening, revealing a busy street with all sorts of things muggles would die to see.

"Thank you, I never would have figured it out."

I stepped into the busy street and looked at my list. Robes, easy, where to go for robes? I asked a kid that looked about my age, Seamus Finnigan was his name. He seemed rather interested in my muggle clothes than what I was saying, but after he asked me what I had just said, he pointed to the robes shop down the street. Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions.

"Hogwarts, ma' dear?" The lady at the counter asked.

"Yea, please" I said as she lead me to the back of the shop and handed me a robe to try on.

I looked around the shop and saw a boy with blonde/white hair gelled back and wearing what looked like the latest designer robes, Robyn Clarksmith, I think. Those are pretty pricey robes. He was going on and on about his new Thunderstrike to a disgustingly fat boy and looking through some of there other rather expensive robes, man, that kid must be rollin' in dough. I thought I was pretty cool with my CleenSweep 64, the latest version, I might add. Maybe if he weren't so cute I wouldn't want to flirt with him, really badly.

This is so pathetic, I thought as I tried to make eye contact. He didn't look my way until the lady fixing my robes fell off her stool and there was a super long rip on the side of the robes. So I'm standing there with a huge rip on the side of my robes, good thing I have great legs ;) He looked over and seeing my leg he was probably thinking I was naked, but I wasn't, I was just wearing my short shorts. He walked over casually pretending he was going to look at the clearance robes.

"Hey there" He said as I put on a different robe, he pulled out a Terin Blant's lookalike and shook his head in disgust.

"Don't like knockoffs, do you?"

"Can't stand them, poor kids buy them and try to pass them off as the real deal."

"That's why they're made"

"Doesn't mean I have to like them"

"No, I guess not"

"What kind of robes are you here for?"

"School robes, and maybe some daywear if I have any money left when I'm done shopping"

"What do you need?"

"School stuff"

"I just finished, I bought loads of expensive things"

"That sounds interesting, what did you say your name was?"

"Draco, Draco Malfoy" He put extra emphasis on "Malfoy" I've heard of it before, but where?

"Sky Ford"

"Oh, you're American?"

"Yea, just transferred."

"All done, dear" The lady said and I took off the robes.

"Thank you, now, how much?" I asked as I looked into the pouch, forgetting what everything was called.

"6 sickles, and one knut, dearie"

"Ah, um. " I rummaged through the pouch, not knowing what to give her.

.but Draco did, "Sickles, those are the silver ones, and knut's are bronze, here lemme see".

I handed over the pouch, hoping he wouldn't run off with it, but he seemed to rich for that, anyway. He gave Madam Malkin the strange coins and I jumped off the stool.

"So, what else to you need to buy?" He asked as I walked out of the small shop.

"Everything."

"Okay, well, I'll see you later." He waved and walked off.

I looked at my list and sighed, this was going to be a long day.

Later that day-

I should have begged that Draco guy to help me, I spent my day wandering around praying I'd bump into a useful store. Though I did meet a lot of nice people, and somehow that Seamus character seemed to show up quite bit, seemed like a stalker, actually.

"How was your day?" Dad asked as I dropped my bags onto my bed.

"Confusing" I sighed as I followed my bags to my bed.

"I'm so sorry I couldn't help you, I was going to meet up with you after my nap, but Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, stopped by" he explained with sorry eyes.

"It's okay, I met a lot of people that go to Hogwarts when I was asking people how to get where"

"It's not a very big place, though."

"I like a little attention"

He laughed and shook his head.

!@#$%

Turns out Draco was staying in the room across from mine. We didn't talk after we met in Madam Malkins, though. I wasn't sure why until my first day at Hogwarts.

Gah, I know it was yuckie, like the other chapter, but I promise it will get better!

Draco: Sure it will.

Wanna play Whack-A-Mole, again, Draco?

Draco: O GOD! NO! Anything but that!