Disclaimer: I do not own any of J.K. Rowling's Characters I do own Reine.
Reine isn't your average teenager. See she has powers that gave her a new beginning. Waking from a long night of sleep after the day before was like reopening her eyes for the first time. She had graduated from the 9th grade just 4 weeks before and a week was left until she returned to school. This was a special occasion for her mother. Reine couldn't figure out why she was so excited but she would soon find out.
"That was a long night." She yawned while jumping down from her bed, which was the top bunk. She put on her robe and ran down the stairs of her house. In the kitchen stood a tall well-built blonde about her age, 16 to be exact. He had a black and green cloak and what looked to be a robe beneath it. He was having a conversation with her mother. "My daughter is well mannered and never chooses wrong. If she does decide to take your offer young man you will be lucky. What did you say your name was again?"
He flicked his robe to the side and sat down next to her mother. "Malfoy, Draco, Malfoy is my name. I can't wait for her to wake up you wouldn't mind waking her would you?" He sat back in her father's chair and leaned on the back legs.
"I can wake her but there would be no need because she is awake. Oh Draco, do you mind not leaning back in my husbands chair." Reine hid behind the corner knowing the clothing she was wearing was to revealing not that her daily public clothing was much better.
She turned and ran back up the stairs the boy had seen her do so. Wondering why she had run from him he got up and followed her. His curiosity would cause him a great deal of pain. Reine pulled her robe off and dressed quickly in a pair of tight black flare jeans and a black pheasant top to match. She placed her feet comfortably in a pair of black platform sandals. Before she could finish placing her hair in a bun on the back of her head the tall boy stepped up behind her revealing himself in her mirror.
"Get out of my room you pig!" She swung around and slapped him hard and firm to his left cheek. He in return grasped her hand and sat her down in the chair that belonged to her vanity.
They stared at each other for a few moments than her mother entered astonished to see the boy still standing. One thing she had forgotten to tell him was that her daughter was a feisty one. She was known for fighting in school and had never lost one to her knowledge. "Sweetheart he says that you are invited to be in his school. I forget the name but I do believe he will fill you in. If you have any trouble with her just call me."
She quickly grabbed Reine's dirty clothing and left. Reine was in awe that her mother did not say a word about the grip this boy had on her wrist. All she could say was that he was there for a school. "Now down to business. Your name is Reine Airez right?"
Reine paused and wondered how this boy knew her name. "Yes that would be me." She looked at her arm in his grip. "Do you mind?" She motioned to her hand that was now a light purple color. He let loose and sat on the rim of the bottom bunk. "The school I attend sent me to get you. You will be a fifth-year if you choose to go. It is your choice. He leaned his head down and read over the letter he was sent with. Under his breath he said something. "Not another MUDBLOOD." Reine unfortunately heard the last word. Even though she was raised in a muggle world she was pure. She most definitely knew what a mudblood was.
"What did you say to me?" She picked up the heaviest brush on her vanity only to hurl it at this boy. He blocked it and went back to business. "I called you a mudblood. We pure bloods have no need for more of your kind. I most..." Before he could finish his sentence Reine was at his neck.
"I am not a mudblood and I am more pure blooded than you." She slapped him once than finished her attack with a swift kick to his groin. "How dare you call me that?" Draco slammed her down on the floor and pressed his way to her face.
"Number one little girl I am a Malfoy and we are all pure. Number two no one ever disrespects a Malfoy. He lifted up from her and looked over to her open bedroom door. None other than Lucius Malfoy stood there. A bright smirk lay across his mouth and he held a thick piece of parchment. It contained writing that looked much more dangerous than his fathers smirk.
"Draco, leave the girl alone. That is not playing nice, how many times have I told you to play nice." He threw the thick piece of parchment to his son. Both looked at it but Draco was more angered than his father. No bright smirk show on his face and a dark look crossed him as he looked down at Reine.
"What is it and why are you holding meeting in my home? Can't you do that in you own?" Draco lay the letter down and thought for a minute or two. "Reine, My father has this sick idea to have us married after we graduate from Hogwarts. This gives you no choice in the matter and you have to because your parents signed the agreement. Its states that you will be better off in a Malfoy house hold. Rather than let you find your own."
He looked at her and that is when she noticed his silver eyes. She knew he was hansom but the eyes were amazing. "I have no choice I get the rest of my summer to myself right?"
Draco shook his head no. The fact was he would have to protect her the whole summer from the very wizard his father had been a death eater for. He was not allowed to tell her or even hint at the fact. She had power that exceeded any wizards and for her to be taken by the one whose name should not be said would mean the worlds end.
Reine isn't your average teenager. See she has powers that gave her a new beginning. Waking from a long night of sleep after the day before was like reopening her eyes for the first time. She had graduated from the 9th grade just 4 weeks before and a week was left until she returned to school. This was a special occasion for her mother. Reine couldn't figure out why she was so excited but she would soon find out.
"That was a long night." She yawned while jumping down from her bed, which was the top bunk. She put on her robe and ran down the stairs of her house. In the kitchen stood a tall well-built blonde about her age, 16 to be exact. He had a black and green cloak and what looked to be a robe beneath it. He was having a conversation with her mother. "My daughter is well mannered and never chooses wrong. If she does decide to take your offer young man you will be lucky. What did you say your name was again?"
He flicked his robe to the side and sat down next to her mother. "Malfoy, Draco, Malfoy is my name. I can't wait for her to wake up you wouldn't mind waking her would you?" He sat back in her father's chair and leaned on the back legs.
"I can wake her but there would be no need because she is awake. Oh Draco, do you mind not leaning back in my husbands chair." Reine hid behind the corner knowing the clothing she was wearing was to revealing not that her daily public clothing was much better.
She turned and ran back up the stairs the boy had seen her do so. Wondering why she had run from him he got up and followed her. His curiosity would cause him a great deal of pain. Reine pulled her robe off and dressed quickly in a pair of tight black flare jeans and a black pheasant top to match. She placed her feet comfortably in a pair of black platform sandals. Before she could finish placing her hair in a bun on the back of her head the tall boy stepped up behind her revealing himself in her mirror.
"Get out of my room you pig!" She swung around and slapped him hard and firm to his left cheek. He in return grasped her hand and sat her down in the chair that belonged to her vanity.
They stared at each other for a few moments than her mother entered astonished to see the boy still standing. One thing she had forgotten to tell him was that her daughter was a feisty one. She was known for fighting in school and had never lost one to her knowledge. "Sweetheart he says that you are invited to be in his school. I forget the name but I do believe he will fill you in. If you have any trouble with her just call me."
She quickly grabbed Reine's dirty clothing and left. Reine was in awe that her mother did not say a word about the grip this boy had on her wrist. All she could say was that he was there for a school. "Now down to business. Your name is Reine Airez right?"
Reine paused and wondered how this boy knew her name. "Yes that would be me." She looked at her arm in his grip. "Do you mind?" She motioned to her hand that was now a light purple color. He let loose and sat on the rim of the bottom bunk. "The school I attend sent me to get you. You will be a fifth-year if you choose to go. It is your choice. He leaned his head down and read over the letter he was sent with. Under his breath he said something. "Not another MUDBLOOD." Reine unfortunately heard the last word. Even though she was raised in a muggle world she was pure. She most definitely knew what a mudblood was.
"What did you say to me?" She picked up the heaviest brush on her vanity only to hurl it at this boy. He blocked it and went back to business. "I called you a mudblood. We pure bloods have no need for more of your kind. I most..." Before he could finish his sentence Reine was at his neck.
"I am not a mudblood and I am more pure blooded than you." She slapped him once than finished her attack with a swift kick to his groin. "How dare you call me that?" Draco slammed her down on the floor and pressed his way to her face.
"Number one little girl I am a Malfoy and we are all pure. Number two no one ever disrespects a Malfoy. He lifted up from her and looked over to her open bedroom door. None other than Lucius Malfoy stood there. A bright smirk lay across his mouth and he held a thick piece of parchment. It contained writing that looked much more dangerous than his fathers smirk.
"Draco, leave the girl alone. That is not playing nice, how many times have I told you to play nice." He threw the thick piece of parchment to his son. Both looked at it but Draco was more angered than his father. No bright smirk show on his face and a dark look crossed him as he looked down at Reine.
"What is it and why are you holding meeting in my home? Can't you do that in you own?" Draco lay the letter down and thought for a minute or two. "Reine, My father has this sick idea to have us married after we graduate from Hogwarts. This gives you no choice in the matter and you have to because your parents signed the agreement. Its states that you will be better off in a Malfoy house hold. Rather than let you find your own."
He looked at her and that is when she noticed his silver eyes. She knew he was hansom but the eyes were amazing. "I have no choice I get the rest of my summer to myself right?"
Draco shook his head no. The fact was he would have to protect her the whole summer from the very wizard his father had been a death eater for. He was not allowed to tell her or even hint at the fact. She had power that exceeded any wizards and for her to be taken by the one whose name should not be said would mean the worlds end.