With a small smile, Narcissa flooed them both to the Leaky Cauldron, where they swept through, both wearing identical sneers.

"Now Vienna dear, do you remember how to get into Diagon Alley?" Narcissa asked Vienna as she tapped the bricks in the correct order.

"No...well, now I do. Come on. Let's go turn some heads!" Vienna grinned, and bared her teeth in something resembling a friendly snarl, if that is at all possible.

Narcissa let her in, then faded off to go find Lucius.

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Vienna walked through the streets, not bothering to look at the angry glares girls gave her as their boyfriends turned to stare at her, not bothering to even make eye contact with the boys themselves.

She stopped, leaning against a wall, to draw a few Galleons out of her purse, before strutting into Madame Malkin's, which, she knew from Lucius, would outfit her for her year at Hogwarts.

"Good evening, dear. Please step up onto that stool. What type of fabric would you like?" Madame Malkin asked her.

"Silk. And a velvet cloak. And then whatever required robes there are." Vienna said with a yawn, dropping a fifteen Galleon's onto the counter with an air of disdainful grace.

"Coming up!" Madame Malking said as she bustled off to find the fabric Vienna had requested.

She looked around the shop, already bored, and brushed her bangs out of her eyes just as they fell right back in place.

A boy with emerald green eyes, and a cute, tentative smile watched her with glasses that hung of the edge of a small and straight nose.

"Hey...I'm Vienna. Nice to meet you." She said, stretching her hand out to him.

"Harry Potter. Nice to meet you to. Are you going to Hogwarts?" He asked.

"Well, unless something happens, yep. I'll assume that you already go there?" She asked, eyeing his Gryffindor patch, and, along with the patch, his long and lean body.

"Yeah, I do. You'll like it there. It's nice."

"Any tips for a newbie?" Vienna asked with a flirty smile, and she had to refrain from laughing when he swallowed hard.

"Well...not many, but try to be as polite as you can around Snape, and avoid Malfoy?"

"Why? What's wrong with Malfoy?"

"He's such a prick...so self-centered and irritating."

"Lucky me. I'm living with him and his parents."

Harry literally froze. This girl lived with the Malfoys? Couldn't be...she was friendly, cute, and she WASN'T blonde!

"You're...living with him?"

"Uh huh. I kinda showed up yesterday with Lucius, but Draco was already off in his room doing something. Who knows what? Anyway, the house is HUGE! It's like the orphanage, except ten times bigger!"

"The...orphanage?" Harry asked, giving her a curious look."

"Oh, yeah. I lived there because my parent's are the Lestranges. They're in Azkaban for God-knows-what. I'm not even sure. Haven't seen them since I was four. Don't really care to see them again, either."

Harry nodded slightly uncomfortably.

"I'm not a Death Eater, you know! I'm not going to attack you the minute your back is turned."

Harry laughed, and while it sounded stupid, he was actually quite relieved.

Vienna handed him a card with an address, and her cell phone number. "Call me. I'll be at that address...over break I'm throwing a huge party at the Manor. Be there, and bring friends." Vienna said, blowing him a kiss as Madame Malkin handed her her robes.

"Do the Malfoy's know you're having a party?"

"Not yet! See 'ya! Or...better yet, why don't you show me around?"

"Alright." Harry nodded, paying for his robes and walking out of the shop with her, trying valiantly not to look down her low-cut shirt, but was losing the battle.

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Vienna took Harry's arm and grinned as a blush crept up his cheeks.

"Harry!" A boy with flaming red hair called out as he rushed up, with a bushy haired girl behind him.

"You know, she could be quite pretty if...well...after about an hour of work she could be..." Vienna murmured under her breath.

"Ron, Hermione...meet Vienna."

"Muh...I mean, hi...Vienna..." Ron stammered, looking at her, starting with the knee-length boots, and the strip of skin between the mini-skirt and the boots, then up to the plunging neckline of the shirt. His eyes hovered there for a while.

Then his eyes looked at her delicate face, with it's full lips, and long red eyelashes, along with the gleaming orange eyes, thanks to color contacts.

She gave him a quick kiss on each cheek, which caused his skin, ears, and the back of his neck, to turn as red as his hair.

"Hey. I'm Vienna Lestrange," Vienna said, and elaborated at the look on Hermione's face, "Yes, my parent's are in Azkaban. No, I'm not a Death Eater. No, I will not kill you in your sleep. I won't kill you period, unless you make me. Ummmm...well. Let's see. Oh, yes. I'm living with the Malfoy's temporarily. No, I'm NOT evil."

Hermione nodded blankly, and Vienna slung her arms around Harry and Ron's waists.

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Lucius looked on in horror as Vienna walked towards him, chatting happily with Potter, Weasley, and Granger. Of ALL the people she had to make friends with...

Draco watched her with interest. She was very pretty, and very...curvy. Yes, that's how he'd put it. Curvy.

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"Ugh. That's Malfoy...that smarmy little git, over there." Ron pointed out.

"...Muh..." Vienna trailed off, mouth open.

Harry blinked, and Ron stared.

Hermione gawked.

Draco had gotten leaner, more muscle-y, and overall more gorgeous. He didn't look like a rat anymore, as he had finally grown into the sharp angles of his face.

His eyes were less squinty, now they were large and doe-like, shining with silver hatred as he saw the three, and smiled flirtatiously at Vienna.

He was wearing a tight black sweater made of the finest silken cashmere, and black slacks with a robe over it all, half-buttoned.

"What are YOU staring at, Malfoy?" Ron asked, recovering himself enough to shoot this out.

Harry glared.

Hermione blinked, and valiantly tried not to stare at his newly developed abs.

"Her." Draco said simply, letting his voice trail off in a silken drawl.

"God, he's hot..." Vienna said, eyes wide.

Everyone stared.

"I just said that out loud, didn't I?"

"Yes." Draco answered, laughing.