...:Life's Huge turn:...
~Emerald Sky
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chapter two
...:Meeting Heather:...
((Slightest little OotP spoiler))
"Come on lazy boy, up and at 'em." a female voice urged him as Draco felt a sharp jab in his shoulder from which felt like a long finger nail. He chose not to answer and remained his eyes shut, it wasn't until the finger nail poked him rather painfully enough it would have left a bruise that he groaned weekly and slapped the hand away. "Honestly, hadn't you slept enough? We'll be there soon."
Draco slowly opened his eyes. The sun light pouring through the windows of the (muggle) London bus stung his eyes. It was certainly a lot brighter than it had been earlier that morning when he was literally dragged out of his own home and forced to pack (which certainly took a lot longer than the Ministry would have liked concerning that Draco wasn't in any mood to do anything he had been told the previous night). His arm was numb with sleepiness from being the only use of a head rest on the four hour drive to London. This was undoubtedly the longest Draco had ever sat for anything besides sitting on the ride to school on the Hogwarts Express. How muggles took vacations across the world he didn't know.
Slowly turning towards the Auror that had accompanied him Draco noticed her hair was the most sickly bright color possible which didn't seem quite that bright that morning, noting he was half asleep that morning Draco shook off the thought that he was just simply imagining things. He flashed her a glare which he had hoped would tell her to leave him alone and rolled over to fall back asleep again.
Rather annoyingly however, the women with a bad taste in hair color grabbed hold of Draco's robes (which he was requested not to wear) and shook him violently and roughly. "Bloody hell." Draco shot feeling overly annoyed and pushed her hands off of him. "I'm AWAKE." he told her while exaggerating the 'awake'.
Surprisingly, the bus screeched to a jerky stop and hissed loudly not to long afterwards. Not caring to help carry his things, the Auror signalled him to follow her and pushed her way out of the bus. Managing on his own very difficultly, Draco stammered lazily with his luggage out of the bus and dropped it onto the side walk carelessly. He plopped down on a bench and dropped his head in his hands feeling quite irrated and glum all the same.
If it wasn't for his father being dead right now he probably would have been rambling away about how his father would hear about this, making him sit on the longest ride ever on a muggle bus. But being without any parents at all as his mother had ran off on him a year ago after his father was in Azkaban and feeling still very drossy and sore, Draco kept his mouth shut.
The florescent hair colored woman gave him a stern look and began, "This muggle, Heather...I expect will be here soon. I'm sure you won't run off until she arrives? I suppose that's up to you, of course if you DO run away by any chance you'll be lucky to have survived three days away from the ministry or Voldemort's Death Eaters. Good? Good." With that the lady gave a crooked smile obviously trusting that Draco wouldn't run off after those words and hopped back on the bus.
Who cares if there was a chance that a muggle might have saw? Why didn't they just Apparate? Maybe then Draco wouldn't have been so tired and maybe even still be sleeping right now. He grumbled to himself and did actually hesitate to the fact of running away, but alas, he did know that the Auror was right and that he wouldn't stand a chance on his own for long. He hated this, he didn't want to leave the manor, he didn't want to live with a muggle, he didn't want to be without any parents. What would students at school think? Draco, the snotty pureblood, living with a muggle?
Draco sat in utter irritation and frustration while busy looking muggles weaved around him taking no notice of the funny looking boy in robes and slicked back hair. It seemed to Draco that muggles were always in a rush, running here and there, never having time. How on earth did they live without magic? How on earth was HE to live without magic? Being an unlicensed wizard...
There was an annoying honking sound that made Draco jump in surprise, it did give him quite a fright. "Are you Draco Malfoy?" a female voice called, she sounded to happy in an irritating sort of way that made Draco want to get away from her. He didn't answer her. She soon grew impatient of the silence and asked again more loudly then the last time. But nevertheless, he didn't so much as turn a head to the women calling to him. "Are. You. DRACO. MALFOY." a women said loudly and clearly, stretching out her words and make them greatly defined as if he was half death. The voice belonged to a tall slender women with long, silky brown hair and happy round shaped hazel nut eyes with a hint of chocolate. The women stood in front of him and waited for his reply.
Draco flashed her a raised eye brow look and slowly answered "Yes."
"Hi, I'm Heather!" the women said in a cheerful voice and a sudden grin on her face. She offered Draco an outstretched hand. Draco stared at the slender hand and back up at the women, refusing to shake her hand. After a long awkward silence the young women slowly withdrew her hand and offered, "I'll help you with your luggage if you want."
Before Draco could respond, "No, I rather you not." Heather had already grabbed all of his things and dragged them to a shiny red topless car. He groaned in annoyance as she threw his things in the back seat carelessly and said, "Come on now." Slowly Draco responded and lifted himself from the bench ever so slowly and taking his time. He approached the car in great caution as if it were the most odd thing he had ever witnessed in his life. Watching with an eye brow raised as Heather casually pulled the door open and climbed in, Draco attempted to do the same. He took hold of the black handle and tugged it lightly but it didn't open. He took hold of it with two hands and yanked at it fiercely but still no luck, again, he groaned.
The brunette gave a small laugh in the back of her hand before doing up black colored strap and clicking it into a slot at the side of a seat. Draco would have demanded her not to laugh at him if he knew what she was laughing about, the thing just wouldn't open. Heather leant forward across the passengers seat and lifted a peg on the door that had been pushed down. Giving it and other yank, it opened easily, a little to easily and the vehicles door slammed into Draco's lower body.
Draco cursed to himself, keeling over slightly as Heather attempted to hide a small chuckle which uncontrollably escaped her. He had never been more frustrated in his life, but nonetheless, Draco had to admit, he probably DID look rather dimwitted. Regaining composure Draco took a seat silently next to the women and to, clicked on a belt.
Heather took a pink case from a compartment under the dash board and opened it with a click, revealing (in Draco's opinion) odd looking heart shaped glasses, they were tinted bright pink and looked rather childish. Heather slipped them on and grinned at her reflection from a mirror on the side of the car. Turning a key in the wheel, the sound a quiet engine started and she began to drive.
As they drove a cool breeze blew gently through Draco's hair, it was a refreshing breeze that relaxed him slightly. The streets were packed with other cars aside theirs. It was so busy here, Draco couldn't remember the last time he had been to the city. He hadn't rode in a car before but he quickly picked up that yellow lights appeared before red lights which meant stop and green lights meant go. It seemed simple enough.
"So." Heather finally started breaking the silence and startling Draco a bit. "When do you start school?", she asked glancing from the road and onto Draco.
Draco didn't return the glance but answered. "I dunno, just less than a month I guess."
"Great!" Heather chimed. "That gives us just about enough time to learn more about each other."
Draco didn't reply, though getting to know this women was the last thing on Draco's mind.
"I know this is a really hard time for you Draco, but why not take a trip to the mall?", she asked plucking Draco's last nerve.
"Now WHY would I want to do THAT?", he asked finally bursting from over whelming annoyance.
"Because--" Heather began, looking at Draco again instead of the road. They started approaching a yellow light which out of no where flashed red.
"RED--" Draco shouted at her, wondering what would happen if they DIDN'T stop at a red light. There was a huge jerk as the car screeched to a sudden halt. It threw Draco forward and it struck him of what those weird belts were for as it caught him before he hit the dashboard in front of him. They had narrowly missed slamming into a car before them which was driving in another direction. "Oh. That's what would happen." Draco thought.
"Sorry." Heather murmured turning into another road which led to a huge building in which Draco guessed was the 'mall'.
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Draco going to the mall =D how fun. Okay so I like that idea XD so I'm gonna spend more time on it then I did on the first fic, that one was terrible! Lol anyway…PLEASE REVIEW ME GUYS!