"Okay, I'm awake, but I'm no where near being alive, alert, or enthusiastic yet." She looked over at her clock; it read 7:20 A.M. Damn it's the summer I didn't know my clock had a 7:20 A.M. until September. I did want to sleep late, Abagail thought.
Narcissa left the room and Abagail got some clothes and made her way to the bathroom. Perhaps a shower would help to wake her up a bit more. After a hot shower and silent breakfast Abagail along with the rest of the family went to Diagon Alley.
"Draco, you may go get your school things on your own. I trust you know where to find them." Narcissa told him.
"Yes, mum."
"I want you to meet your sister in the Leaky Cauldron for lunch at 12:00. " His mother instructed him.
"Sure mum, no problem." Draco then left and was soon out of site. The street was filled with several young wizards and witches scurrying about to buy their school items.
"Some along Abagail, I will be taking you to get everything you will be needing." Narcissa and Abagail went walking down the street. Lucius went in another direction, away from Diagon Alley and down a dark narrow alleyway. Well, I know where he is going, the words death and eater come to mind, Abagail thought.
After three long hours of shopping with her mother, Abagail arrived at the Leaky Cauldron. Her mum left to find Lucius and took Abagail's school supplies with her. Draco was supposed to be meeting her there. Wow, big surprise, no brother here, oh well, I rather not have lunch with him anyway.
She searched around and found an empty table with two chairs. Abagail sat down and watched the others in the restaurant. The man behind the bar was filling glasses and serving them to customers. There were people coming and going, eating, and checking into the hotel.
The waitress made her way to Abagail's table. "Can I get you something to drink, dear?"
"Pumpkin juice please, and a turkey and mustard sandwich." Abagail answered.
"I will have it ready in a few minutes." She walked away back to the kitchen.
Abagail sat at her lonely table still observing her surrounding. Draco was nowhere in site, but she could care less. Abagail noticed a boy her age walk by, he had black messy hair and wore glasses. She watched he moved about the place. He got at glass of pumpkin juice from the bartender and sat down at a nearby table.
"His name is Harry, dear." The waitress said as Abagail snapped back into reality. She placed Abagail's sandwich and drink on the table.
"Thanks." She said. Abagail began eating her lunch as the waitress walked away. She noticed her stop at the black haired boy's table and spoke a few words to him. He nodded and looked in Abagail's direction. Please don't come over here; please don't come over here, she repeated in her head. It was too late, Harry was walking towards her.
"Hello." Harry said with a friendly smile.
"Hi." Abagail replied smiling back at him.
"Do you mind if I sit with you?" Harry asked. She wanted to say no, but something drew her to him.
"Sure, it would be nice to have someone to talk to."
"You don't sound like you're from England."
"That is because I'm not. I've lived in the United States for the past five years."
"That sounds exciting. I've never left England." Harry informed her.
"I like it there. I've only been back here for two days and I can't to leave."
"When are you leaving?"
"A few weeks. I have school." Abagail didn't want him to know that she was going to Hogwarts just yet. Odds were he would want to know more about her and she was not about explain her family.
"So where in the United States do you live?" Harry asked.
"New Orleans." She replied.
"Wow, I've read about that place. Is it really crazy all the time? Like one big party?"
"Not really. Mostly during carnival season. The streets of the French Quarter are always filled with people. Muggles and Wizards."
"Carnival season?"
"Mardi Gras. Carnival season begins in January and ends at midnight on Mardi Gras day. It is so much fun. People from all over gather in the city for parades."
"Sounds like fun. I wish I could go."
"Maybe I can take you one year. It is something you will always remember. So what is life like here?"
"Well, I've lived a very sheltered life. Until I got my letter of acceptance to Hogwarts I never really left my house much.
"That sucks. Do you have paranoid parents or something?" Abagail was totally oblivious to the fact that she was talking to Harry Potter. To her he was just a cute boy named Harry.
"I guess you could say that. My aunt and uncle are Muggles. It's really hard to explain.
Abagail noticed a certain blonde boy staring into a window of the restaurant. "Well, I wish I could hear about it, but I have to go. I'm supposed to be meeting someone. Goodbye Harry. It was nice talking to you." She got up and was walking to the door.
"Wait what is your name?"
Abagail hesitated for a few seconds. She did not want him to know the truth, that she was a Malfoy. "Abagail." She said. "See you in a few weeks, Harry." Abagail then walked out as quickly as possible to avoid any further questions.
She enjoyed talking to him, but was not ready to tell him who she was and what she was related to. Odds were that Draco and Harry were foes. Abagail got the feeling from her brother not many people liked him.
"It was nice having lunch with you." She told Draco as she walked outside.
"Yes, it was very nice wasn't it, no arguing at all."
Perhaps we should eat lunch like that more often." Abagail suggested sarcastically.
They walked a few feet in awkward silence when Abagail broke it.
"I saw you talking to a boy in there."
"And?"
"Don't you know who he is?" Draco asked.
"His name is Harry, he goes to school with you. Is he a friend of yours?"
"More like an enemy." Draco said very coldly.
"I don't know why you don't like him, he's a really nice guy. And don't worry dear brother of mine, he has no clue we are related."
"Wait until Dad who you were talking to!"
"Wait until I tell Dad who did not eat lunch with me!" Abagail loved to play Draco at his own game, and win.
"Okay, you win, I won't tell, so we had lunch today and there was no Harry involved."
"Why would he care?" Abagail was bewildered. What does Harry talking to her have to do with their father?
"You know who he is, don't you? Draco asked.
"Yeah, he's Harry and he goes to Hogwarts with you."
"Did he mention one little detail? One little detail that makes so special as everyone claims he is?" Draco put a sarcastic emphasis on the words so special that made Abagail wonder who was the Harry guy.
"No." Abagail was feeling really confused.
"Abagail, he is Harry Potter."
"He can't be. I didn't even see the scar. Are you sure?"
"Well, he is the only Harry I know and hate."
"You are such an ass, you hate him, yet you have no idea what his life is like. He hasn't done a damn thing to you." Abagail half shouted.
"He isn't like us, he is friends with those weasel kids and a mud blood. That whole lot is of weird sort."
"Like I said, you're and ass. You don't like those people because of their family or where they come from. Newsflash for Asshole: You can't control what family or name you are given!" I wish I could change my last name.
Draco didn't have anything to say back. Once again, they managed to argue. The two walked the rest of the way to their parents in silence.
"Well, children, now that you have all your school things we will be leaving. There are far too many impure wizards and such here. What ever happened to setting the standards for wizarding high?" Lucius was feeling extremely cocky and very arrogant Abagail thought.
They arrived back home and Abagail went immediately to her room. She needed to write Sam a letter.
Abagail grabbed her quill and parchment. For a good twenty minutes the only sound heard in the room was the scratching of the quill against her parchment. "Finished!" she said to herself.
Sam,
Hey! What's up? Sorry for not writing sooner, but you know, family. Well, my dad picked met me at the ministry; everyone had something to say about my appearance. My clothing choice and dyed hair. Draco called me a filthy Muggle. Well, screw him too! Never really cared for him much anyways. We went shopping for school things today. I met a boy. You will never believe who! Harry Potter. The boy who lived! I didn't know it was him at the time. We are lunch together. I did not tell him that I'm a Malfoy and that Draco is my brother. Draco said he and Harry are enemies. School starts on September 1. I can't wait. I don' t talk to my parents much. When asshole and I do talk we end up arguing. Hopefully he won't bug me at school. Can you do me a favor? Make sure Aunt Bedelia is okay. Visit her if you can. I miss her so much already. I miss you too! I wish I did not have to leave New Orleans. Well, gotta go.
Much Love,
Abagail
Abagail went to the living room and found the family owl sitting on a perch. She tied the letter for Sam to its foot and sent the owl on its way.
They rest of the day Abagail stayed secluded in her room looking through her school books. She figured it would help to know about Hogwarts before she arrived there.