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Chapter 4: Diagon Alley
I woke up the next day to Ginny and Hermione talking. I yawned and walked over to my 'dresser' and pulled out a red, sleeveless t-shirt, and threw it on my bed. I opened up another drawer and looked through some of the pants in there. I sighed and pulled out dark blue jeans and also threw those on my bed. Hermione and Ginny went down to breakfast so I got dressed. Put on my socks and shoes and went downstairs.
"Morning everyone," I said and yawned. I sat beside George and Harry today. I would have sat by Ron, but turns out he was sitting by Bill and his Mom. Still across from me though. There was a murmor of "Good Morning, Angel," or "Morning" from everyone around the table.
"That was brilliant Angel! That fight with Snape. It was really brilliant." George said smiling while Fred, on the other side of Bill, nodded, "Yeah it was great. I've been wanting to do something like that since first year."
"Fred! George! That's enough. I told you not to say anything about it. Really now." Mrs. Weasley said glaring from one to the other.
"Molly, it's fine. Fred and George are right. It was brilliant, but I think Angel's a little too good at arguments... especially with Snivellus," my dad said while giving me a half-smile.
Mrs. Weasley sighed, "Are you hungry, Angel?"
I looked at her and nodded, "Yeah, a little bit." She smiled at me and put some toast and eggs on my plate, "Thank you, Mrs. Weasley." she smiled at me and said a your welcome.
"Hogwarts letters are here," Charlie said, walking in to the kitchen and handing the 'kids' each one. I took mine and read threw both of them. "Where are we getting all this?" I asked, not to sure where to get it in England. In America we always went down to Phelps Alley, in South Carolina. I always wondered why there was only like one place to get school supplies. Never asked.... I made a mental note to myself to ask one of my friends to figure it out for me in a letter.
"Diagon Alley, where else?" Ron said and I sighed.
"It's not like I went to Diagon Alley before. I went to... something like Diagon Alley I guess, in South Carolina."
"Oh, well, yeah, I kind of forgot that detail."
"Yes, you did." I said and took a bit of the toast Mrs. Weasley put on my plate.
"I got quidditch captain," Harry said reading his third letter, "McGonagall recommended me and I got it." He groaned reading further down the list, "Malfoy's Slytherin captain. Should have seen that coming."
"Congratulations, Harry. Don't worry about Malfoy. Gryffindor almost always beats Slytherin." Hermione told him and he nodded. He placed his letters on the table beside of mine.
"Okay, well, congrats, Harry. Mrs. Weasley, when are you... we... going to Diagon Alley?" I said.
"As soon as Tonks and Arthur get here," she said.
"Okay."
"Are you excited about going, Angel?" Remus asked me.
"Um... yeah, I guess. Really all I wanna see is the quidditch store... and of course Fred and George's joke shop." I said remembering they were like right beside me. Honestly I could care less if I went to it or not.
He smiled and looked down at his watch, "Tonks should be here shortly." Mrs. Weasley sighed and then said, "she's always late now. About as unreliable as Mundungus."
"Dad, are you going with us?" I asked since I wasn't, didn't, care who Tonks and Mundungus were.
"Yes. I'll be going. I bet we're going to get stares and whispers from those gits who haven't read The Prophet. About damn time the Ministry cleared my name, if I do say so myself."
I smiled at him, "who cares if they stare or whisper? Let them. Doesn't bother me at all." Harry nodded in agreement.
The doorbell rang a few minutes later and my dad smiled and gave a grateful sigh, "Without my blasted Mother's portrait, it's peaceful."
"Padfoot, that's a good thing." Remus said.
"Damn straight Moony."
"Padfoot? Moony? What exactly...? Huh?!" I asked getting frustrated since I couldn't put it in words. They both explained to me about the Marauders.
A woman with bright pink hair and sparklin blue eyes came in the kitchen follwed by a man with red hair, led in by Mrs. Weasley. "Angel, dear, this is Tonks," she said gesturing to the woman. I nodded to her and she nodded back, "And this is Mr. Weasley." she said.
'How cute both Ron's parents have red hair.' I thought to myself, "Hello, Mr. Weasley," I said to him smiling.
"Hello, Angel."
"Can we go now?" Ginny whined.
"After everyone's finished breakfast, Ginny." Mrs. Weasley told her and Ginny looked down at her plate mumbling to herself about wanting to go now.
After everyone had finished we were crowded around the fireplace. Mrs. Weasley had apparated ahead of time to wait for us at the other end. I went after my dad, by floo powder, of course, and as soon as I walked out the fireplace I could see people staring at my dad. Some of the people I noticed were kids my age and there parents came and hurried them away. Ron appeared after me and he walked over to me looking at the people. My dad sighed looking around at everyone staring. "Dad remember? Don't worry about what other people say." I told him and gave him a reassuring smile; he smiled back at me and gave me a small hug. Soon after, we were all standing outside a book store called, "Flourish and Blotts."
"We'll be going in to get everyone's books. Sirius watch these four and the rest of us inside." Remus, Moony, said and my dad nodded.
We were sitting on a bench outside the shop and almost every witch and wizard who passed by stared at us, well, more like my dad, for a moment. I was getting fed up with it, and my dad put a hand on my shoulder, "Don't worry about it, Angel. It takes time for this kind of stuff. I was only cleared about a month... or two... ago. Just let the stares and whispers go."
"Right. Okay. Fine." I said and glared at an old witch and wizard walking by.
"Hey, Harry, Ron, Hermione!" a black boy said coming up to us. His parents looked like muggles to me.
"Hey Dean." Harry, Ron, and Hermione said.
"Dean this is my godsister, Angel Black. And my godfather, Sirius Black." Harry told him and Dean smiled at me and I smiled back. "Finally someone who's not freaked out by the whole "mass murderer" thing." I thought to myself.
"Hello, Angel. Dean Thomas." He said to me and offered his hand. I shook it, only to be polite to Harry, Ron, and Hermione's friend. "Um... Hello" he said to my dad and my dad just nodded.
"Dean, honey, come on. We have to go to the Apothecy." his mother yelled from behind him, he sighed and looked back at her, "Alright, Mum! Bye guys. See you at school." he said and walked off.
A few minutes later a white-blonde headed boy walked out of the store. "Well, well, well. Potty, Weasley and the mudblood, and... who's this?" he said looking at me. I glared at him and silently wished my dad hadn't gone in the store to see what was taking so long.
"I'm Angel. Angel Black. I'm going to take a wild guess and say you're Draco Malfoy?"
"Yes, that's me." he said and held out his hand for me to shake it. I decided to play along, and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, Angel."
"Sorry I can't say the same." I said and pulled my hand back.
"What? Do you know who your talking to?"
"Yes, I do. A Malfoy? Well, Malfoy, you need to learn the world doesn't revolve around you and your family. I can't say the same because you come out here insulting my godbrother, boyfriend, and a close friend of mine."
He got up in my face, so, maybe, he was a few inches away. I looked up into his eyes, since I am like the shortest person ever! "Boyfiend? Come now, Angel. A Weasley is a waste for blood like yours."
I pushed him away from me, "Blood like mine, huh?"
"Pureblood." I raise a brow.... How the hell did he know I was pureblood? For all he knew my dad could have had me with a muggle born.
"I know that, it's always about that. I'd be the same person if I was muggle born.
"No, you wouldn't. You'd be as low as Granger if you were." He got back up in my face, and I wanted to slap him so hard....
"Draco? Come on." A man, who I recognized at once as Lucius Malfoy, called from behind him.
"See you at school, Angel." He said and walked away to his father, still looking at me.
"Yeah, I suppose you will. It'll be rather unfortunate though," I said as he walked away. "God, he's obnoxious. You guys weren't kidding about him." Ron put his arm around me.
"Told you so."
A few minutes later Remus, my dad, and Mr. Weasley came outside the store. "While they're getting your school books we can go to the Apothecy." Mr. Weasley said.
"How nice." Ron said and Mr. Weasley looked at his arm around me.
"Ron? Are you and Angel...? Are you...? Urm... are you... together?"
"Oh, um, yeah, we are, Dad."
"Oh.... Well, that's nice." He said smiling. Looked like a fake smile to me.... We all walked to the Apothecy to get our ingredients. I looked up at Ron and he smiled down at me; I smiled back. "WHY THE HELL AM I SO DAMN SHORT?!" I thought to myself, "Ron's like 5 inches taller than me!" We walked into the Apothecy and I wrinkled my nose at the smell.
A few minutes later we walked out of the the store, "Angel, we need to get you a few robes." my dad said.
"Why?" I asked raising a brow.
"Because I want to get you a few. For a late birthday present."
"You remember when it is?"
"Of course I do. August 28. Now come on. Arthur, Remus, we'll meet you back at the ice cream shop."
"Alright, Sirius, come on, kids."
Ron raised a brow at his Dad when he said kids. Then they walked down the "street," while my dad and I walked the other way.
When we got there my dad opened the door for me and I muttered a thanks. A witch with sky blue robes came out. "Sirius! Oh, my! its wondeful to see you again!" And with that said, she hugged him. He hugged her back, but not nearly as enthused about it as she was. "What can I do for you, Sirius?" she said and glanced at me. I bit my bottom lip. "Freaks... stop looking at me!" I thought to myself.
"It's great to see you again too, Mary. This is my daughter, Angel, we came to get her a few robes."
"Yes, yes, come along, dear," she said and grabbed my hand and started fitting me with a black robe. After she had finished and I had a few regular school robed and three dress robes, we walked out.
"So, we off to the ice cream parlour, then?" I asked him, leaning against the store. I plucked a piece of lint off of my bag with my robes in it.
"Yeah, we are in a minute. I have to ask you something first." He said.
I sighed; you could say I didn't like the sound of that, "Urm... okay."
"Are you happy here? Or do you want to go back to America?"
"What?!" I stared at him in disbelief.
"Are you happy here?" he repeated.
"No, I heard you. I mean... how can you ask me that? Did my Grandma write to you?"
"Well, yes. She tryed to convince me that you've written to her and wanted to go back home."
I banged my fist against the wall. That wasn't very smart considering it was a brick wall. I made my knuckles bleed a little bit but ignored that, didn't hurt as much as that Cruciatus Curse. I let out an angry breath I was holding, "No, I don't want to go back. As far concerned, with you is my home, now."
He smiled at me and hugged me, "I was hoping you'd say that. Now, come on, let's go get some ice cream." And we walked to the ice cream store, or at least towards it....
While dad and I were walking there, that Draco Malfoy bumped into me and I fell. I looked up to see him standing above me with his hand outstretched to help me up. I looked behind him to see Lucius Malfoy looking at Draco... Malfoy... and me. My dad was glaring at Malfoy... Draco Malfoy. "Sorry about that. Need a hand?" I looked back up at him, then at his hand. I slapped it away and got to my feet,
"How'd you manage to get out of Azkaban, Lucius?" I heard my dad ask "Mr. Malfoy."
"Minister Fudge came to the conclusion that I was under the Imperius Curse." He replyed smoothly.
"Oh yeah, Lucius. Don't you mean you gave the Ministry countless donations?"
"Not at all Sirius." My dad just glared at him.
"Dad... we were supposed to meet Remus, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley." I said trying to get his mind off of Draco's father.
"Sirius, how rude of you not to introduce my son and me to your... daughter?" Lucius said looking at me. I looked over at Draco who was smirking, I suddenly realized how close I was to Draco and moved closer to my dad. He put a hand on my shoulder.
"Rude? No, its not rude. Its common sense. She doesn't need to be around people like the Malfoy's. Especially now."
"Sirius, you keep forgetting. I'm cleared. I am no more a death eater than you are." he said and wore a smirk identical to Draco's. He, then, looked at me, "And who might you be?"
I raised a brow at him and my dad's grip became firmer on my shoulder, "If you must know, Lucius, this is Angel. My daughter." he said while glaring daggers at "Mr.Malfoy".
Lucius made a tut tut noise and then looked at me again, "clearly your father, here, didn't realize that I was speaking to you and not him."
"Well, Mr. Malfoy, clearly my father, here, felt the need to protect me from you. Though... I'm not completely sure why." I said and Draco narrowed his eyes at me while Lucius remained "calm."
"You ought to watch yourself, Ms. Black." Lucius said and I rolled my eyes. Draco looked like he was fighting back the urge to tell his Dad off for talking to me like that. WAIT?! What am I saying? This was the same Draco Malfoy who made fun of my friend. The same Draco Malfoy who I heard so much about the mean stuff he did. The same Draco Malfoy who had just made me skin up my hand, and no doubt my knee.
"Mr. Malfoy, are you threatening my daughter?" my dad asked him. I could hear the urgency in his voice. As though he was daring Malfoy to say 'yes'. I was ready to bet that my dad would like nothing more than to put this man back in Azkaban.
"Not at all... Mr. Black," he said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"Not a smart thing for someone who just got out of Azkaban to do. Making threats. Tsk. I thought you'd have better sense." my dad said smirking. Mr. Malfoy narrowed his eyes and was reaching into his robes when Draco put his hand on his father's arm.
"Father, not today. Not now." Draco said while his father glared at him. "Dad, please. I don't want you gone again. It's only what they want." Mr. Malfoy took his hand out of his robe pocket.
"You're right, Draco." He turned and started to walk away. Draco started to follow, but I grabbed his arm.
"What was up with the sudden change of heart, man?" I asked him. He shrugged and then said, "Everyone deserves there cut. Even you. I got to go. See you." he said and walked off.
"Yeah, see you." I said when he had caught up with his dad.
"Sirius? Was that Lucius Malfoy I just saw talking to you?" We both turned around to see Remus walking towards us.
"Yeah, it was." My dad said, and we walked to Remus.
"Molly was so worried when she got to the ice cream store. She was about to floo to Dumbledore since you and Angel hadn't shown up. And Angel, you should know Ron was worried, as well. Arthur had to convice him that I'd be back in a few minutes with you. Otherwise he would have came," he said and I smiled. "Ron's got it bad..." I thought to myself.
"We should get going, then." my dad said and we walked to the ice cream parlor. Once inside Ron jumped up from his chair and hugged me.
We sat outside in the shade eating ice cream while my dad told everyone what happened while the rest of us listened in. "What I don't get, is why his son stopped him. I know young Mr. Malfoy, and he is just as bad as Lucius is." Remus said after my dad had finished telling them what happened.
"Well, he said something like he didn't want his dad back in Azkaban." I said and we stood up, getting ready to leave.
"I don't know... it seems rather uncharacteristic of Malfoy to stop his dad from hexing your's." Hermione said and I shrugged.
"I'm just glad he didn't." I said, and we made our way to the fireplace that we came out of. During the whole walk there I was thinking about the issue we had with the Malfoy's earlier. "How he had gotten in my face like that.... Then how he offered to help me up.... He is rather attractive...." I thought and mentally slapped myself for. "What was I thinking?! I'm with Ron! Malfoy's a freak!" I was lost in my thoughts until Remus pushed me into the, now green, flames of the fire. "Back to Grimmauld Place," I thought and my jaw dropped when I saw who was sitting at the kitchen table....
To Be Continued...
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Chapter 4: Diagon Alley
I woke up the next day to Ginny and Hermione talking. I yawned and walked over to my 'dresser' and pulled out a red, sleeveless t-shirt, and threw it on my bed. I opened up another drawer and looked through some of the pants in there. I sighed and pulled out dark blue jeans and also threw those on my bed. Hermione and Ginny went down to breakfast so I got dressed. Put on my socks and shoes and went downstairs.
"Morning everyone," I said and yawned. I sat beside George and Harry today. I would have sat by Ron, but turns out he was sitting by Bill and his Mom. Still across from me though. There was a murmor of "Good Morning, Angel," or "Morning" from everyone around the table.
"That was brilliant Angel! That fight with Snape. It was really brilliant." George said smiling while Fred, on the other side of Bill, nodded, "Yeah it was great. I've been wanting to do something like that since first year."
"Fred! George! That's enough. I told you not to say anything about it. Really now." Mrs. Weasley said glaring from one to the other.
"Molly, it's fine. Fred and George are right. It was brilliant, but I think Angel's a little too good at arguments... especially with Snivellus," my dad said while giving me a half-smile.
Mrs. Weasley sighed, "Are you hungry, Angel?"
I looked at her and nodded, "Yeah, a little bit." She smiled at me and put some toast and eggs on my plate, "Thank you, Mrs. Weasley." she smiled at me and said a your welcome.
"Hogwarts letters are here," Charlie said, walking in to the kitchen and handing the 'kids' each one. I took mine and read threw both of them. "Where are we getting all this?" I asked, not to sure where to get it in England. In America we always went down to Phelps Alley, in South Carolina. I always wondered why there was only like one place to get school supplies. Never asked.... I made a mental note to myself to ask one of my friends to figure it out for me in a letter.
"Diagon Alley, where else?" Ron said and I sighed.
"It's not like I went to Diagon Alley before. I went to... something like Diagon Alley I guess, in South Carolina."
"Oh, well, yeah, I kind of forgot that detail."
"Yes, you did." I said and took a bit of the toast Mrs. Weasley put on my plate.
"I got quidditch captain," Harry said reading his third letter, "McGonagall recommended me and I got it." He groaned reading further down the list, "Malfoy's Slytherin captain. Should have seen that coming."
"Congratulations, Harry. Don't worry about Malfoy. Gryffindor almost always beats Slytherin." Hermione told him and he nodded. He placed his letters on the table beside of mine.
"Okay, well, congrats, Harry. Mrs. Weasley, when are you... we... going to Diagon Alley?" I said.
"As soon as Tonks and Arthur get here," she said.
"Okay."
"Are you excited about going, Angel?" Remus asked me.
"Um... yeah, I guess. Really all I wanna see is the quidditch store... and of course Fred and George's joke shop." I said remembering they were like right beside me. Honestly I could care less if I went to it or not.
He smiled and looked down at his watch, "Tonks should be here shortly." Mrs. Weasley sighed and then said, "she's always late now. About as unreliable as Mundungus."
"Dad, are you going with us?" I asked since I wasn't, didn't, care who Tonks and Mundungus were.
"Yes. I'll be going. I bet we're going to get stares and whispers from those gits who haven't read The Prophet. About damn time the Ministry cleared my name, if I do say so myself."
I smiled at him, "who cares if they stare or whisper? Let them. Doesn't bother me at all." Harry nodded in agreement.
The doorbell rang a few minutes later and my dad smiled and gave a grateful sigh, "Without my blasted Mother's portrait, it's peaceful."
"Padfoot, that's a good thing." Remus said.
"Damn straight Moony."
"Padfoot? Moony? What exactly...? Huh?!" I asked getting frustrated since I couldn't put it in words. They both explained to me about the Marauders.
A woman with bright pink hair and sparklin blue eyes came in the kitchen follwed by a man with red hair, led in by Mrs. Weasley. "Angel, dear, this is Tonks," she said gesturing to the woman. I nodded to her and she nodded back, "And this is Mr. Weasley." she said.
'How cute both Ron's parents have red hair.' I thought to myself, "Hello, Mr. Weasley," I said to him smiling.
"Hello, Angel."
"Can we go now?" Ginny whined.
"After everyone's finished breakfast, Ginny." Mrs. Weasley told her and Ginny looked down at her plate mumbling to herself about wanting to go now.
After everyone had finished we were crowded around the fireplace. Mrs. Weasley had apparated ahead of time to wait for us at the other end. I went after my dad, by floo powder, of course, and as soon as I walked out the fireplace I could see people staring at my dad. Some of the people I noticed were kids my age and there parents came and hurried them away. Ron appeared after me and he walked over to me looking at the people. My dad sighed looking around at everyone staring. "Dad remember? Don't worry about what other people say." I told him and gave him a reassuring smile; he smiled back at me and gave me a small hug. Soon after, we were all standing outside a book store called, "Flourish and Blotts."
"We'll be going in to get everyone's books. Sirius watch these four and the rest of us inside." Remus, Moony, said and my dad nodded.
We were sitting on a bench outside the shop and almost every witch and wizard who passed by stared at us, well, more like my dad, for a moment. I was getting fed up with it, and my dad put a hand on my shoulder, "Don't worry about it, Angel. It takes time for this kind of stuff. I was only cleared about a month... or two... ago. Just let the stares and whispers go."
"Right. Okay. Fine." I said and glared at an old witch and wizard walking by.
"Hey, Harry, Ron, Hermione!" a black boy said coming up to us. His parents looked like muggles to me.
"Hey Dean." Harry, Ron, and Hermione said.
"Dean this is my godsister, Angel Black. And my godfather, Sirius Black." Harry told him and Dean smiled at me and I smiled back. "Finally someone who's not freaked out by the whole "mass murderer" thing." I thought to myself.
"Hello, Angel. Dean Thomas." He said to me and offered his hand. I shook it, only to be polite to Harry, Ron, and Hermione's friend. "Um... Hello" he said to my dad and my dad just nodded.
"Dean, honey, come on. We have to go to the Apothecy." his mother yelled from behind him, he sighed and looked back at her, "Alright, Mum! Bye guys. See you at school." he said and walked off.
A few minutes later a white-blonde headed boy walked out of the store. "Well, well, well. Potty, Weasley and the mudblood, and... who's this?" he said looking at me. I glared at him and silently wished my dad hadn't gone in the store to see what was taking so long.
"I'm Angel. Angel Black. I'm going to take a wild guess and say you're Draco Malfoy?"
"Yes, that's me." he said and held out his hand for me to shake it. I decided to play along, and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, Angel."
"Sorry I can't say the same." I said and pulled my hand back.
"What? Do you know who your talking to?"
"Yes, I do. A Malfoy? Well, Malfoy, you need to learn the world doesn't revolve around you and your family. I can't say the same because you come out here insulting my godbrother, boyfriend, and a close friend of mine."
He got up in my face, so, maybe, he was a few inches away. I looked up into his eyes, since I am like the shortest person ever! "Boyfiend? Come now, Angel. A Weasley is a waste for blood like yours."
I pushed him away from me, "Blood like mine, huh?"
"Pureblood." I raise a brow.... How the hell did he know I was pureblood? For all he knew my dad could have had me with a muggle born.
"I know that, it's always about that. I'd be the same person if I was muggle born.
"No, you wouldn't. You'd be as low as Granger if you were." He got back up in my face, and I wanted to slap him so hard....
"Draco? Come on." A man, who I recognized at once as Lucius Malfoy, called from behind him.
"See you at school, Angel." He said and walked away to his father, still looking at me.
"Yeah, I suppose you will. It'll be rather unfortunate though," I said as he walked away. "God, he's obnoxious. You guys weren't kidding about him." Ron put his arm around me.
"Told you so."
A few minutes later Remus, my dad, and Mr. Weasley came outside the store. "While they're getting your school books we can go to the Apothecy." Mr. Weasley said.
"How nice." Ron said and Mr. Weasley looked at his arm around me.
"Ron? Are you and Angel...? Are you...? Urm... are you... together?"
"Oh, um, yeah, we are, Dad."
"Oh.... Well, that's nice." He said smiling. Looked like a fake smile to me.... We all walked to the Apothecy to get our ingredients. I looked up at Ron and he smiled down at me; I smiled back. "WHY THE HELL AM I SO DAMN SHORT?!" I thought to myself, "Ron's like 5 inches taller than me!" We walked into the Apothecy and I wrinkled my nose at the smell.
A few minutes later we walked out of the the store, "Angel, we need to get you a few robes." my dad said.
"Why?" I asked raising a brow.
"Because I want to get you a few. For a late birthday present."
"You remember when it is?"
"Of course I do. August 28. Now come on. Arthur, Remus, we'll meet you back at the ice cream shop."
"Alright, Sirius, come on, kids."
Ron raised a brow at his Dad when he said kids. Then they walked down the "street," while my dad and I walked the other way.
When we got there my dad opened the door for me and I muttered a thanks. A witch with sky blue robes came out. "Sirius! Oh, my! its wondeful to see you again!" And with that said, she hugged him. He hugged her back, but not nearly as enthused about it as she was. "What can I do for you, Sirius?" she said and glanced at me. I bit my bottom lip. "Freaks... stop looking at me!" I thought to myself.
"It's great to see you again too, Mary. This is my daughter, Angel, we came to get her a few robes."
"Yes, yes, come along, dear," she said and grabbed my hand and started fitting me with a black robe. After she had finished and I had a few regular school robed and three dress robes, we walked out.
"So, we off to the ice cream parlour, then?" I asked him, leaning against the store. I plucked a piece of lint off of my bag with my robes in it.
"Yeah, we are in a minute. I have to ask you something first." He said.
I sighed; you could say I didn't like the sound of that, "Urm... okay."
"Are you happy here? Or do you want to go back to America?"
"What?!" I stared at him in disbelief.
"Are you happy here?" he repeated.
"No, I heard you. I mean... how can you ask me that? Did my Grandma write to you?"
"Well, yes. She tryed to convince me that you've written to her and wanted to go back home."
I banged my fist against the wall. That wasn't very smart considering it was a brick wall. I made my knuckles bleed a little bit but ignored that, didn't hurt as much as that Cruciatus Curse. I let out an angry breath I was holding, "No, I don't want to go back. As far concerned, with you is my home, now."
He smiled at me and hugged me, "I was hoping you'd say that. Now, come on, let's go get some ice cream." And we walked to the ice cream store, or at least towards it....
While dad and I were walking there, that Draco Malfoy bumped into me and I fell. I looked up to see him standing above me with his hand outstretched to help me up. I looked behind him to see Lucius Malfoy looking at Draco... Malfoy... and me. My dad was glaring at Malfoy... Draco Malfoy. "Sorry about that. Need a hand?" I looked back up at him, then at his hand. I slapped it away and got to my feet,
"How'd you manage to get out of Azkaban, Lucius?" I heard my dad ask "Mr. Malfoy."
"Minister Fudge came to the conclusion that I was under the Imperius Curse." He replyed smoothly.
"Oh yeah, Lucius. Don't you mean you gave the Ministry countless donations?"
"Not at all Sirius." My dad just glared at him.
"Dad... we were supposed to meet Remus, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley." I said trying to get his mind off of Draco's father.
"Sirius, how rude of you not to introduce my son and me to your... daughter?" Lucius said looking at me. I looked over at Draco who was smirking, I suddenly realized how close I was to Draco and moved closer to my dad. He put a hand on my shoulder.
"Rude? No, its not rude. Its common sense. She doesn't need to be around people like the Malfoy's. Especially now."
"Sirius, you keep forgetting. I'm cleared. I am no more a death eater than you are." he said and wore a smirk identical to Draco's. He, then, looked at me, "And who might you be?"
I raised a brow at him and my dad's grip became firmer on my shoulder, "If you must know, Lucius, this is Angel. My daughter." he said while glaring daggers at "Mr.Malfoy".
Lucius made a tut tut noise and then looked at me again, "clearly your father, here, didn't realize that I was speaking to you and not him."
"Well, Mr. Malfoy, clearly my father, here, felt the need to protect me from you. Though... I'm not completely sure why." I said and Draco narrowed his eyes at me while Lucius remained "calm."
"You ought to watch yourself, Ms. Black." Lucius said and I rolled my eyes. Draco looked like he was fighting back the urge to tell his Dad off for talking to me like that. WAIT?! What am I saying? This was the same Draco Malfoy who made fun of my friend. The same Draco Malfoy who I heard so much about the mean stuff he did. The same Draco Malfoy who had just made me skin up my hand, and no doubt my knee.
"Mr. Malfoy, are you threatening my daughter?" my dad asked him. I could hear the urgency in his voice. As though he was daring Malfoy to say 'yes'. I was ready to bet that my dad would like nothing more than to put this man back in Azkaban.
"Not at all... Mr. Black," he said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
"Not a smart thing for someone who just got out of Azkaban to do. Making threats. Tsk. I thought you'd have better sense." my dad said smirking. Mr. Malfoy narrowed his eyes and was reaching into his robes when Draco put his hand on his father's arm.
"Father, not today. Not now." Draco said while his father glared at him. "Dad, please. I don't want you gone again. It's only what they want." Mr. Malfoy took his hand out of his robe pocket.
"You're right, Draco." He turned and started to walk away. Draco started to follow, but I grabbed his arm.
"What was up with the sudden change of heart, man?" I asked him. He shrugged and then said, "Everyone deserves there cut. Even you. I got to go. See you." he said and walked off.
"Yeah, see you." I said when he had caught up with his dad.
"Sirius? Was that Lucius Malfoy I just saw talking to you?" We both turned around to see Remus walking towards us.
"Yeah, it was." My dad said, and we walked to Remus.
"Molly was so worried when she got to the ice cream store. She was about to floo to Dumbledore since you and Angel hadn't shown up. And Angel, you should know Ron was worried, as well. Arthur had to convice him that I'd be back in a few minutes with you. Otherwise he would have came," he said and I smiled. "Ron's got it bad..." I thought to myself.
"We should get going, then." my dad said and we walked to the ice cream parlor. Once inside Ron jumped up from his chair and hugged me.
We sat outside in the shade eating ice cream while my dad told everyone what happened while the rest of us listened in. "What I don't get, is why his son stopped him. I know young Mr. Malfoy, and he is just as bad as Lucius is." Remus said after my dad had finished telling them what happened.
"Well, he said something like he didn't want his dad back in Azkaban." I said and we stood up, getting ready to leave.
"I don't know... it seems rather uncharacteristic of Malfoy to stop his dad from hexing your's." Hermione said and I shrugged.
"I'm just glad he didn't." I said, and we made our way to the fireplace that we came out of. During the whole walk there I was thinking about the issue we had with the Malfoy's earlier. "How he had gotten in my face like that.... Then how he offered to help me up.... He is rather attractive...." I thought and mentally slapped myself for. "What was I thinking?! I'm with Ron! Malfoy's a freak!" I was lost in my thoughts until Remus pushed me into the, now green, flames of the fire. "Back to Grimmauld Place," I thought and my jaw dropped when I saw who was sitting at the kitchen table....
To Be Continued...
A/N:: Another chapter done, 3 reviews until Chapter 5. K? Sounds fair. Alright, I'm out, bai
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