A/N Hey guys! This is going to be a slightly (and when I say slightly, I mean really) short chapter. I am going to Europe for, like two weeks, so I won't be able to do any more chapters until mid-June. TTYL!!!

Nicole

Going to Diagon Alley was amazing! There were loads of shops crammed together, Gringotts Bank leaning crookedly, and more people in my town alone rushing about to get all of their shopping done. However, just as I had finished getting my books and quills, I walked into a shop with some nice-looking robes, only to find someone I wouldn't to have liked to see standing on the measuring stand. There stood one of my cousins, arrogance and all.

Though I'm not (as they say in England by those a bit more snobbish than myself) a 'pureblood' because of my mother's father's marriage to a muggle, I am related to many of the 'purebloods' in England. Most of my relatives, however are not as forgiving as my grandparents and those I live with.

In fact, the whole reason we had to leave from England before I was born was because Lucius Malfoy threatened my father after marrying my mom. I think that might have something to do with my dad's disappearance. I was always told that he died in a skiing accident when I was four, but I never really bought into that. I tried walking out of the shop unnoticed, but more people came in and pushed me even closer to him. Ducking down, I crept through the crowd, but unfortunately, they walked away, leaving me in full view of the most conceited blonde boy you will ever meet.

"Why, Hello, Nicole." Draco said.

"Pardon me?" I said back, trying to act as if I didn't know the person who had said my name.

"It's me, your dear cousin Draco. You must remember me, after you hexed my arms for a month when we were five," He said back coolly with the manner that only a Malfoy could produce.

"I'm sorry, you must be mistaken," I said as I hid my face behind a book and started walking towards a rack with half off black cloaks.

"No. I never forget a face that curses me. But here I am, wondering why on Earth you aren't in that mud hole you call home in the States."

"Like I'd really tell you, even if I did know who you are."

"Give it up Nicole. My father is the most powerful man in England and I know you know me and that I am going to find out why you're here. And I think you know that too, don't you Nicole?"

"I-I-I have to go now. Bye"

"I'll see you around. Cuz" he said with a final goodbye.

I stepped outside the shop, heart thumping. What if he did find out why I was here? I didn't want anything to do with him or his family and I just hoped that would be that last I'd see or here of the Malfoys.