Chapter 1

Draco's POV

There he was. Walking ever so quickly along the streets of of New York. He allowed his feet to take him wherever it was safe since he did not have any idea where to go. It had only been his third day in New York and he already wished he were in some place else.

Draco Malfoy, at 20, still continued to run away from those who devoted themselves to the Dark Lord. It had been almost a year after Voldemort's death. Most death eaters had been banished from the world and those remaining wish to continue to Dark Lord's wrath over the wizarding, and even the muggle world. These remaining Death Eaters saw great potential in Draco because in him was great power, ferocity and respectability. They knew that Draco could lead them and make the Dark Side alive once more.

Draco did not want this. Draco wanted to live a normal life, which is why he chose to live in the Muggle world. He lived the life of a traveller. Seeing the beauty of the world which he has never seen before for when he was younger, he was confined behind the walls of their Manor, Hogwarts and Hogsmeade.

So, as mentioned, Draco was quickly walking. Clearly, one could tell that he was running away. A death eater had spotted him earlier in Times Square, hailing a taxi. Sensing something wasn't right, Draco rejected the idea of getting a cab and quickly walked away. He entered into one of the stores and bought himself clothes which would make him less noticable and at the same time, less suspicious. It took him quite some time to complete his search for clothing. By the time he was done, it was already night time.

Draco had a pair of khaki pants on, a red shirt and a black hoodie. "I guess now, I'm Muggle enough and I look like one of those New Yorkers", he thought.

Rain started to pour as Draco continued to walk towards God-knows-where. He pulled up his hood to shelter his head from the rain. He ran a little bit faster to look for a place to stay but by some strange reason, something made him turn to a dark alley. He let himself be dragged into that alley when suddenly, he stumbled over something.

Or someone.

Cho's POV

She was tired of being the epitome of a perfect girl. She was exotic looking yet very beautiful. She was also gifted with admirable intelligence, a well-toned body, an amazing sense of humor and wisdom more than any girl of her age. Sure, she was thankful but she was tired of all the expectations from people, especially her parents. She came from a lineage of dilligent people and this added even more pressure for her to achieve something. She was tired of being seen as someone special. For once, she wished to be ordinary. She wished to live in a place where no one knew what she was capable of. This is why she chose New York.

After her graduation at Hogwarts, Cho Chang worked for the Ministry for about a year. So much has happened during the year she worked for the Ministry and this made her depressed. She no longer wished to witness bloodshed and killings. She couldn't handle it anymore. This is why she left for the Muggle world, to pursue something she liked but then again, she didn't know what she really wanted and this was so unlike Cho as seen through the eyes of the people who thought had known her very well.

She entered various jobs. First, as a barista at a coffee shop. Then, as a mall attendant. She knew she could do better than make coffee and give customers what they want, so she decided to work as a production assistant for a television network. Before she went on with this job, Cho researched about production the muggle way. Eventually she got in, but after 2 years of devoting herself to the network, they had fired her.

Cho felt miserable that night.

"Great, 21 and jobless. How could things get any better"

She walked towards her usual spot. An alley a couple of blocks away from Times Square.

She sat down on the cemented floor, took out a lighter and a rolled up joint, lit it up and smoked the night away.

She liked smoking pot whenever she felt down because it made her feel a bit lightheaded. It made her forget about her worries, even for just a short time. She got this habit from her co-worker at the coffee shop and she was thankful she had discovered it. There were potions and spells in New York which could actually make her feel better and besides, she no longer resorted to wizardry ever since the days she left the Ministry.

Each puff made her feel so much better. But just as she was on the verge of another indescribable euphoria, someone had stepped and stumbled on her.

"Ouch, watch it!", she screamed.

Draco's POV

Draco quickly stood up and dusted the dirt and mud off his clothes. Panic filled his thoughts.

"Watch it next time Mister. I know it's dark, but you should know that the alleys here aren't always empty"

Draco breathed a heavy sigh. He was relieved that it had been a female voice. Female death eaters were rare so there was a very small chance that this girl could actually do something to him.

"I'm so sorry", Draco said. "Here, let me help you up"

The girl refused to take Draco's hand as he offered it and stood up by herself.

"May I ask you what in the world are you doing here?" said the girl in an irritated tone

"See, um, I'm running away from someone. I really need a place to go to. A place where I won't be found. It's really urgent. If you can help me, I will greatly appreciate it", he said with utter desperation.

Hoping that the girl would agree, she said "Well, I guess we were brought together by faith. I know the perfect place. Come on, follow me".

The girl started to run faster and further into the alley.

"Do you know how to climb fences? Because we'll be going over a couple of them", said she.

"Of course. Haven't you seen how gorgeous and toned my body is? What makes you think that I can't do it?" Draco said in a snotty, wise-ass tone.

"How arrogant! You speak like someone I know." she spat at him.

Draco was so amazed watching the girl jump over fences and barricades. She must be an athlete. Her legs and arms were so strong that she could carry herself effortlessly. Despite this, the way she ran was so graceful, making her femininity shown.

She knew her way around this muggle city very well. Thank God, Draco had literally stumbled upon her.