If you might have noticed, I added a lot of things to the previous chapter. I will also be editing this one as well. To all viewers who patiently wait for my chapters, even if I haven't updated in a long time. Thank you. I have added so much to my fanfiction for you guys! -toki

PS. If you have already read this chapter before, I suggest that you return to the first one, seeing as I had added many details in to the story, including the previous chapters.

Encounter in Diagon Alley

"We've finally arrived!" Rose gave a woot as they entered the crowded street. It was still quite early in the morning, so most people weren't up and about, yet Diagon Alley was a hustle and bustle, filled with numerous people already buying countless items. Glancing at either side of the alley, Rose was deliberating on where she should start first. She then decided to head to Madame Malkins. Thankfully, no one was inside which gave the two sisters some privacy...

"Rose Parkinson!" Madame Malkin shouted as she greeted one of her favorite customers. "And her twin sister, Violet was it?" Madame Malkin asked as she turned to Pansy who was pretty annoyed at having her name mistaken by this chubby woman. Madame Malkin, as always was dressed in a fashionable long red gown, the sleeves reaching up to her wrists in little cuffs. Her long curly black hair lay in curls that surrounded her round face.

Rose sighed and turned to her in reply, "No Madame Malkin,Violet is my cousin.This is my twin sister Pansy. You do remember her from before, don't you?" She was eyeing the owner quite curiously since it would have ruined her reputation to forget a valued customer's relative.

Madame Malkin looked annoyed but gave Rose a solid reply. "Oh Yes. Ms. Pansy Parkinson. You haven't been here for a long time haven't you? I suppose you've been seeing another tailor of some sort."Madame Malkineyed Pansy, looking at her from top to bottom. She then led the twins toa private room at the back.

How did she become Ms. Rose's twin. They look nothing alike except for the face. This girl has the body of a little girl while Ms. Rose has the body of a maturing woman. Madame Malkin's thoughts were interrupted when Pansy suddenly replied...

"No, Madame Malkin. I am not fond of shopping or having dresses made me for me unlike my twin sister. I usually spend my days at home with my parents doing more productive things like---"Pansy stopped, trying to think ofa phrase to continue her sentence with. She didn't want to lose her momentum in thisconversation with sucha rude adult.

"Sleeping?" Rose added, giving her sister a suggestive glance.

"Sleeping is very productive! It helps you grow and helps develop your mind as well!" Pansy intervened, her face looking like it wasabout to explode.

Rose, upon seeing her little sister's face replied, "Oh all right Pansy! Have it your way then. I just can't believe we are bickering like this." Then turning to Madame Malkin, "Madame Malkin, please measure us up quickly. I am in a bit of a hurry so If you don't mind..."

"Yes, Yes, Ms Parkinson. Come on now Vio---Pansy. Let memeasure you up first!" Madame Malkin snapped her fingers, conjuring at once a set of measuring tapes. She began measuring Pansy, shouting out numbers as a magical pen jotted them down.

A few minutes pass and Pansy is done with her measurements. Stepping down, she moves towards the couch and plops her entire body into its cushions. God, I dislike that woman. It was bad enough having her insult me, but she had to measure me up as well.

"Dad, can't you just have someone else make my clothes. There are so many mudbloods here, they're poisoning my air! Have the house elf buy my books too!" a voice drawled from the front of the shop. And suddenly a blonde boy enters the private room His gaze lands on Pansy, the moves to where Rose is standing, "Hello ladies. So sorry to interrupt.", offering his hand to Rose.

Rosecontinues to stare raising her eyebrow in annoyance. " Well, if you are so sorry, please leave us alone. I am having myself measuredand this is a private room, can't you see the sign on the door?"

The boy looks at the door and sees the sign. He returns his gaze back to Rose and shrugs.

Evidently more annoyed, Rose continues, "If you must know, I do find you quite annoying. Don't you, Pansy?" turning her attention to her sister.

Pansy is unable to answer. This blonde is so cute, and so familiar.I wonder who he is?

Madame Malkin interrupts them when she says that she's done. "I'll be with you in a while, Mr. Malfoy. Ms. Rose, I'm done with you now. Thank You." And in another snap, the measuring tapes disappear.

"Rose? What a beautiful name for such a beautiful girl, don't you think so too father?" the blonde-haired boy compliments as his father soon enters the room.

The man carefully admires Rose, clutching in his right hand a staff with a snake emblem on it."Rose? That name sounds quite familiar. Are you two by any chance Rose and Pansy Parkinson?"

"Yes, we are. If I may ask, who are you?" Rose replies, eyeing the almost twin-like blonde figures in front of her.

"I am Draco Malfoy. And this is my father, Lucius Malfoy. I am very pleased to meet you, yet it seems we have already met before." Draco bows and tries to remember where he has heard those names before.

Rose gives a knowing smile."Oh, the Malfoy's. I see, and you are the Draco Malfoy I have heard so much about. My sister's fiancée, am I right?"

Draco smiles, turns to Pansy who was obviously unaware of this arrangement and conjures a fake smile, "Yes." Damn, now I remember where I've heard those names before. And also why these 2 seem so familiar.

Lucius who has finished looking over the twins, continues talking. "So now that have all gotten re-acquainted, I hope that both of you, and your parents, may come to visit us before school begins. Please inform them so, and tell them that we will make the arrangements after your departure from King's Cross on the 1st of September."

"Of course Mr. Malfoy. Excuse us, we will be leaving now." Rose curtsies to Lucius, ignores a gaping Draco and drags Pansy out saying, "Come on Pansy. We have many more things to buy."

Reaching the entrance of the shop in a hurry, Rose barely notices that another boy has entered the shop. His messy black hair made it almost impossible for her to see his face, Yet Rose was able to spot something on his forehear, a lightning scar...

Please review my work. I really do want to keep improving my work through your critique. Thank you so much! -toki