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Flower took her children into Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor for a treat after they had restocked on items for Lindsaye and Kameren's training. Thomas examined the outside of the Gringott's Wizarding Bank with Mr. Thorn; Mrs. Thorn accompanied Ahannah and Everwood to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, and Kacie headed for Flourish and Blott's to retrieve her school books.
Her parent's were allowing her to attend Hogwarts, and Everwood had finally made her decision to move to St. Ivory's. It was now that Ahannah would be the last to graduate from Durmstrang until Lindsaye and Kameren began.
As she moved through the crowd, Kacie accidentally ran into a boy around her age. He had silver blonde hair and a pointed face. He glared at her, and seemed to be taking her in.
"Well, what do we have here? A girl who just runs into people?" the boy said, smirking the slightest bit.
Kacie rolled her eyes. "Oh please. Okay, so I accidentally ran into you, sorry. But running into you on purpose? It seems as though you need a bit of an attitude adjustment," she shot back, unable to restrain herself.
The boy looked a bit shocked, but he soon recovered. "Do you know who you're talking to? You must not, otherwise you might be a bit more respectful."
Kacie examined him. He wore a regular black shirt with black pants under his Slytherin school robes. His eyes were much more mischievous than she had ever seen on anyone else, and found herself smirking back.
"I know you. We met before, remember? At the one Christmas party; you came back from your school for Christmas break and your whole family attended a party, and you ran into me on the steps. Remember yet?" Kacie asked him, smirking just as badly as he was.
His smile faded slightly. "Yes, I remember. Well, it's now safe to say, I never did like you."
"Oh, now my heart's broken," Kacie shot out, turning on her heel and walked away.
She hadn't even gone four inches when she felt a hand on her shoulder. The boy swung her around and was glaring intently on her. He clutched a wand in his right hand, and his smile was completely gone now. He raised it, and it seemed as though he were about to attack her when a voice behind him made the boy freeze.
"What's going on here Draco?"
A man who shared the same silver blonde hair as his son walked up behind him. His gray eyes were cold and dark, and he wore a black cloak with silver claps holding it together. He observed the scene, from his son holding his wand as if it were his death grip, to Kacie herself, whose eyes were locked intently on him as well.
Draco removed his hand from her shoulder and stood straight. "Nothing, father. Nothing," the boy said much quieter. This made Kacie laugh slightly.
"And who is this girl?" asked the man, his eyes scanning briefly over her figure, from her short brown hair to her white sneakers.
"I'm Kacie, and you are Mr. Malfoy I believe?" Kacie said, instantly recognizing him from Thomas's descriptions.
Mr. Malfoy seemed rather interested that someone around her age would recognize him. "Yes, I am he. Would you mind explaining what was going on here?"
Kacie shook her head. "Exactly what your son said. Nothing."
Draco looked at her, stunned. He had obviously expected her to rat him out.
"I see," he said, eyes falling on his son, a look close to regret and disgust crossing swiftly over his eyes. "I see," he repeated, and looked back at her.
"Well, Miss. Kacie, if ever he causes you trouble ever again, let me know, and I'll make sure he gets punished," he said, the same monotonous and cold voice inflicted a look of pure terror on Draco.
"I already told you, he hasn't caused me trouble," Kacie said, matching his gaze.
The man looked rather unpleased at Kacie's attitude. "I found you two here, Draco's wand out as if about to attack, and you standing there. How could that not be trouble?"
Kacie could tell her own eyes were darkening. "I knew he wouldn't have attacked me, otherwise my own wand would be out. Even if he were about to attack me, he would receive a warning from the Ministry of Magic, I believe. After all, he is underage to be doing magic outside of the walls of Hogwarts, is he not?" Kacie said, looking intently on Mr. Malfoy.
Mr. Malfoy's eyes flashed, and she noticed his grip on his son's shoulder tighten. Draco winced from pain. "Yes he is, but that is of no matter. He seems to enjoy breaking rules."
It seemed as though Mr. Malfoy were trying to crack his son into telling the truth. He was manipulating his own son, and that was something Kacie couldn't stand. Even if it was someone she couldn't stand, she still didn't like it.
"Please, Mr. Malfoy, I am sure you have more important matters to attend to, why don't you leave him here with me," she said, her eyes flickering to Draco for a brief instant, "and we can shop for the rest of our supplies together. And I promise, I will let you know if he causes any more trouble," Kacie said, much to the surprise of Draco and his father.
"Surely you do not attend Hogwarts. With your sassy mouth, I'm sure I would have heard about you already from Draco."
Kacie did not break her eye contact with him. "You are right, I haven't attended Hogwarts, but I will be this year. I am transferring from Durmstrang. I am sure this will be an interesting year."
Mr. Malfoy scowled the least bit, and nodded lightly. "All right then, I will leave." He shot his son a nasty look. "But hear this, he will be surely prosecuted for any more trouble-making."
With that note, he turned and left. Kacie sighed, rolled her blue eyes, and left. She heard footsteps hurrying to catch up to her, and she simply sped up. "Why'd you do that?" he asked, apparently unused to help such as that.
"Look, I saw how your father looked at you. He sure seems to hate you, doesn't he? Well, I don't believe in that. Not at all. If you think I did it for you, you're wrong." She stopped walking and turned to face him. "Back there, when you had your wand at me, I was not scared the smallest bit. I knew you wouldn't place a spell on me, and I knew you weren't dangerous. So that part I didn't lie about. Now, if you don't mind," she began waking again, "I have some shopping to finish."
Flower took her children into Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor for a treat after they had restocked on items for Lindsaye and Kameren's training. Thomas examined the outside of the Gringott's Wizarding Bank with Mr. Thorn; Mrs. Thorn accompanied Ahannah and Everwood to Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions, and Kacie headed for Flourish and Blott's to retrieve her school books.
Her parent's were allowing her to attend Hogwarts, and Everwood had finally made her decision to move to St. Ivory's. It was now that Ahannah would be the last to graduate from Durmstrang until Lindsaye and Kameren began.
As she moved through the crowd, Kacie accidentally ran into a boy around her age. He had silver blonde hair and a pointed face. He glared at her, and seemed to be taking her in.
"Well, what do we have here? A girl who just runs into people?" the boy said, smirking the slightest bit.
Kacie rolled her eyes. "Oh please. Okay, so I accidentally ran into you, sorry. But running into you on purpose? It seems as though you need a bit of an attitude adjustment," she shot back, unable to restrain herself.
The boy looked a bit shocked, but he soon recovered. "Do you know who you're talking to? You must not, otherwise you might be a bit more respectful."
Kacie examined him. He wore a regular black shirt with black pants under his Slytherin school robes. His eyes were much more mischievous than she had ever seen on anyone else, and found herself smirking back.
"I know you. We met before, remember? At the one Christmas party; you came back from your school for Christmas break and your whole family attended a party, and you ran into me on the steps. Remember yet?" Kacie asked him, smirking just as badly as he was.
His smile faded slightly. "Yes, I remember. Well, it's now safe to say, I never did like you."
"Oh, now my heart's broken," Kacie shot out, turning on her heel and walked away.
She hadn't even gone four inches when she felt a hand on her shoulder. The boy swung her around and was glaring intently on her. He clutched a wand in his right hand, and his smile was completely gone now. He raised it, and it seemed as though he were about to attack her when a voice behind him made the boy freeze.
"What's going on here Draco?"
A man who shared the same silver blonde hair as his son walked up behind him. His gray eyes were cold and dark, and he wore a black cloak with silver claps holding it together. He observed the scene, from his son holding his wand as if it were his death grip, to Kacie herself, whose eyes were locked intently on him as well.
Draco removed his hand from her shoulder and stood straight. "Nothing, father. Nothing," the boy said much quieter. This made Kacie laugh slightly.
"And who is this girl?" asked the man, his eyes scanning briefly over her figure, from her short brown hair to her white sneakers.
"I'm Kacie, and you are Mr. Malfoy I believe?" Kacie said, instantly recognizing him from Thomas's descriptions.
Mr. Malfoy seemed rather interested that someone around her age would recognize him. "Yes, I am he. Would you mind explaining what was going on here?"
Kacie shook her head. "Exactly what your son said. Nothing."
Draco looked at her, stunned. He had obviously expected her to rat him out.
"I see," he said, eyes falling on his son, a look close to regret and disgust crossing swiftly over his eyes. "I see," he repeated, and looked back at her.
"Well, Miss. Kacie, if ever he causes you trouble ever again, let me know, and I'll make sure he gets punished," he said, the same monotonous and cold voice inflicted a look of pure terror on Draco.
"I already told you, he hasn't caused me trouble," Kacie said, matching his gaze.
The man looked rather unpleased at Kacie's attitude. "I found you two here, Draco's wand out as if about to attack, and you standing there. How could that not be trouble?"
Kacie could tell her own eyes were darkening. "I knew he wouldn't have attacked me, otherwise my own wand would be out. Even if he were about to attack me, he would receive a warning from the Ministry of Magic, I believe. After all, he is underage to be doing magic outside of the walls of Hogwarts, is he not?" Kacie said, looking intently on Mr. Malfoy.
Mr. Malfoy's eyes flashed, and she noticed his grip on his son's shoulder tighten. Draco winced from pain. "Yes he is, but that is of no matter. He seems to enjoy breaking rules."
It seemed as though Mr. Malfoy were trying to crack his son into telling the truth. He was manipulating his own son, and that was something Kacie couldn't stand. Even if it was someone she couldn't stand, she still didn't like it.
"Please, Mr. Malfoy, I am sure you have more important matters to attend to, why don't you leave him here with me," she said, her eyes flickering to Draco for a brief instant, "and we can shop for the rest of our supplies together. And I promise, I will let you know if he causes any more trouble," Kacie said, much to the surprise of Draco and his father.
"Surely you do not attend Hogwarts. With your sassy mouth, I'm sure I would have heard about you already from Draco."
Kacie did not break her eye contact with him. "You are right, I haven't attended Hogwarts, but I will be this year. I am transferring from Durmstrang. I am sure this will be an interesting year."
Mr. Malfoy scowled the least bit, and nodded lightly. "All right then, I will leave." He shot his son a nasty look. "But hear this, he will be surely prosecuted for any more trouble-making."
With that note, he turned and left. Kacie sighed, rolled her blue eyes, and left. She heard footsteps hurrying to catch up to her, and she simply sped up. "Why'd you do that?" he asked, apparently unused to help such as that.
"Look, I saw how your father looked at you. He sure seems to hate you, doesn't he? Well, I don't believe in that. Not at all. If you think I did it for you, you're wrong." She stopped walking and turned to face him. "Back there, when you had your wand at me, I was not scared the smallest bit. I knew you wouldn't place a spell on me, and I knew you weren't dangerous. So that part I didn't lie about. Now, if you don't mind," she began waking again, "I have some shopping to finish."