Disclaimer- JK Rowling has all rights to Harry Potter. I only own the character of Kate, and the plot of this story.
Kate stepped out of the large stretch limousine and onto the ivory inlaid driveway. She gazed up at the magnificent mansion before her. She had thought that her home in New York was large, but this house was massive. The house was actually a castle, with immense towers. There was even a moat and a drawbridge at the entrance.
"Well, Kate, what do you think of it? Is it big enough for your taste?" Kate's father chuckled as the drawbridge was slowly lowered to the ivory drive way. Kate could only stare at the castle which was now her home. Maybe England was not as bad as she thought.
Kate and her parents crossed the draw bridge and entered the courtyard. Even with all the space that the castle took up, there were still plenty of acres of land. Kate's parent left her standing, looking at the huge grounds, and went into the house. Kate snapped out of her daze and hurried inside as well.
When she stepped inside the glorious castle, Kate found her self in a lavish room that was the loveliest shade of purple. This room had a regal air to it, and was quite intimidating. Even the furniture was gorgeous. Silver sofas lined the walls, and portraits of Kate's ancestors hung on the walls in richly decorated silver frames.
"Would miss like to see her bed chamber?" squeaked a tiny voice. Kate jumped when she heard this, for she thought that she was alone in the room. She turned and tried to find the speaker, and when she looked down, saw a small house elf staring up at her.
The house elf had large brown eyes that ere the color of hot chocolate on a cold winter day. It was dressed in a rag that looked rather like an old curtain.
"Bed chamber?" said Kate as she scrunched up her forehead in thought. "Oh, you mean bedroom! I suppose that I should start getting used to the way everyone talks here in England. But, yes, I would very much like to be shown to my bed chamber."
The little house elf smiled and began to walk up a flight of stairs, which were quite majestic looking. "Just follow me, miss."
Kate started to follow the house elf in silence, but then her curiosity got the better of her. She kept walking as she questioned, "What is your name?"
The house elf's jaw dropped in surprise that Kate was being kind. "My name is Daisy, miss. You don't have to be nice to me, though. I am just a house elf, undeserving of your kindness."
This struck Kate as being funny. Back in New York, house elves were quite rebellious. They liked to play pranks on Kate and her friends. Yet this house elf, Daisy, was very humble and meek.
"That's okay, Daisy. There's nothing wrong with me being nice to you, is there?" Kate asked lightheartedly.
Daisy's big chocolate eyes filled up with surprise and concern. "That is just not how things are done here. Us house elves know our place. We are meant to take orders from our masters and mistresses."
Kate's good mood was spoiled from this new piece of information. She was sure that every other pure blood family that she met would feel the way that Daisy had just described.
"Well, I am not from around here, now am I?" Kate said with a hint of defiance in her voice. "I don't think that it is right to be nasty to house elves. Although, I feel that I should warn you. My mother and father probably won't feel the same way as I do. They might be a bit rude and cruel."
"That is quite alright. As I said, that is how it is around here. Here is your bed chamber, miss." Daisy squeaked in her high pitched voice as she stopped in front of a black ebony door.
Before she opened the door, Kate asked Daisy a question. "Daisy, why do you always call me 'miss'? I do have a name, you know."
Daisy looked at Kate as if the answer was perfectly obvious. "Why, it is only proper, miss. Would you want me to get into trouble by being so informal? Miss will soon find out that a good house elf must know her place."
Kate rolled her eyes at this. Although she knew that if it were her own choice, house elves would be treated with a sense of decency, her parents would certainly not tolerate a house elf to be so informal. "Alright, Daisy. But if you must use the 'miss', then please call me 'Miss Kate"."
"Yes, Miss Kate. Now, if you need anything, give a holler and one of us will be there to assist you," Daisy said as she began to walk away.
Kate, turned around, and looked at the tall ebony door. She hoped that the room would please her, and that it would not be filled with books on the dark arts. She turned the solid gold door knob, and gasped when she saw the amazing room before her.
The room was colossal enough to be the size of an average person's entire house. The walls were painted a rich burgundy, which was Kate's favorite color, and had black accents. The mahogany floor was partially covered by an oriental rug. She had a large black sofa that was placed in front of a massive plasma television. The television had both wizard as well as muggle channels, and was also connected to a huge stereo system.
One whole wall was covered by an extensive fish aquarium. Angel fish swam peacefully along a replica of the Great Barrier Reef. Sea turtles drifted lazily out in the open water. Small bunches of sea horses floated through patches of sea weed and coral. However, the most breath taking thing about the aquarium was the graceful dolphin.
In the center of the astonishing room, though, was a huge bed. Wrapped along the tall bed posts was a gorgeous sheer black canopy. The bed sheets and comforter were burgundy Egyptian cotton. Kate immediately threw herself onto the bed to see how bouncy it was. The bed was quite springy, and was any girl's fantasy. In this room, Kate felt like she was a fairy tale princess.
Kate grabbed her favorite book, Pride and Prejudice, and started reading. She loved the book, even if it was written by a muggle. It told the story of old world elegance, and gave her a bit of background on England. For although it was no longer the eighteenth century, wealthy pure blood families still behaved in such a manner of arranged marriages and lavish balls.
The door opened, and Daisy walked in. "Miss Kate, your mother and father would like you to come downstairs. You have company. Your mother advises to put on something suitable for greeting guests in."
Kate put down her book and sat up. "Thank you, Daisy. If that is all, you may leave."
Once Daisy left the room, Kate went over to her walk in closet that had enough clothes to fill a small mall. She selected a black satin halter top and a pair of black jeans. After closely examining all her shoes, Kate settled on a pair of black sandals.
The out fit that she had picked made Kate look tough, but pretty at the same time. She left her shoulder length black hair down, and lined her bright green eyes with black kohl. After Kate put a bit of blush on her cheeks, and smeared some clear lip gloss on her full lips, she thought that she looked presentable enough to go downstairs.
As soon as she had reached the bottom of the stairs, Kate heard peels of laughter coming from the parlor. When she went in, she saw Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy talking to her own mother and father. Draco Malfoy was lazily spread out on the sofa reading 'The Daily Prophet'.
The Malfoy's were old family friends of the Aberdeen's. Every year, ever since Kate could remember, the Malfoy's had always come to visit them, and on the rare occasion, Kate's family would visit Malfoy Manor. Lucius and Narcissa were friends of Kate's parents when they attended Hogwarts. Draco, the Malfoy's only son, was Kate's age. The two of them had always gotten along, and were good friends.
When they heard Kate enter the room, everyone looked up. "Ah, Katherine," Lucius Malfoy began, using Kate's full name. "I see that you have finally decided to join us. So, tell us, how do you like your new home so far?"
"I suppose that it is alright. Although I would much rather be back home," Kate replied. She felt like someone was watching her, and when she turned around, she saw Draco staring at her.
Kate was amazed at how different Draco looked since the last time that she had seen him. His light blonde hair, which had always been gelled back, was now tousled around in a bed head look. Years of being seeker on the Slytherin team had certainly done him good, as she could see his abs through the black muscle shirt that he was wearing. Draco's icy blue eyes glittered, and made Kate's heart melt. She had to admit it, Draco Malfoy, her childhood friend, was hot.
