Chapter Two
In some other area of England, where Malfoy Acers stood, Draco sat in a small pub complaining to his friend Crabbe about everything and anything.
"I can't believe this, eight of them, that's just outrageous," said Draco disgusted.
"These two are in our house, Jason and Cherry, from some city, looks like they've been in a few fights in there days. I can't believe the way she has her hair, she ruined her blond hair by putting black streaks through it," He said sipping on his alcohol.
"You know Draco, she's not really that bad looking, you could ask her out, that would get Pansy Parkinson off your back. Well first you'd have to break up with the one your going out with though." said Crabbe.
"Your right she's not that bad she's almost as pretty as me, point well taken, you just might be right this time Crabbe; your right I will have to get rid of Amy." Crabbe nodded in reply.
"Yes Amy, you know Draco she was always kind of annoying," he said shrugging his shoulders.
"Yes I know, I'm surprised its taking so long to break up with her...What do you think she'd like?" Draco asked changing the subject.
"What do you mean?" asked Crabbe.
"I mean if I get Cherry something, I might have a better chance with her, so what do you think she would like?" Draco asked again.
"Well, I think she fancies jewelry, you could get her a ring or earrings, shaped like snakes." Said Crabbe throwing out ideas.
"Okay, okay, I've got it," said Draco pulling out his wand.
"What do you think, does it look, ok?" he asked.
Crabbe stared at the ring Draco had just created out of thin air. It was silver, which was shaped perfectly as a snake. He couldn't believe Draco knew how to do that, but it looked amazing. He stood there stumped for something to say, but he couldn't think of any thing.
"Well, how does it look?" asked Draco as he added the green eyes.
"It looks great, ...but will it fit her?" asked Crabbe.
"Yes, it's the way I made it, so it will fit her perfectly, and I'll make sure I'm the only one that catches her eye this year." he said taking it in his hand.
"Don't you think that's an evil thing to do to her Draco? I mean since you don't even know this girl? Plus you have a girlfriend don't you?" asked Millicent walking up behind them.
"Now I know you can't honestly tell me that your not evil as well, especially when you pulled that little trick on Dean, and can I remind you that didn't work. She wont be my girlfriend for much longer," Draco said, turning around.
"Go to hell Draco," she said.
"Already been there, amazingly it was quiet homely actually," he said smiling at her.
"What your planning to do isn't even reasonable I'd expect this from one of your friends but not you this is super low Malfoy." Millicent said hand on her hip.
"I'm glad you think so, but I'm sure I've told you many times before I don't care what you think about me or what I do for that matter." Draco told her turning back to the bar.
"So what are you going to do with the ring until we get to school and you meet her?" asked Crabbe.
"Keep it with me at all times, I wouldn't trust anyone else with this, it's much to important to me," said Draco putting it in a small box.
"Yes much to important and he doesn't even know if its going to work yet or not." Millicent said smiling at him.
"Do you want to be the one to find out if it works for me than?" he asked coldly.
"Oh yes and while your at it why don't you just ask me to marry you," she asked sarcastically.
"You know your sarcasms really going to get you killed one of these days Millie," said Crabbe looking over at her.
"I plan on it actually," Millicent said smiling.
"Where did Goyle get off to anyways?" asked Malfoy looking around the small pub.
"He went off to find something," said Crabbe.
"Well he better get back soon, oh god I was spouse to meet father an hour ago." said Draco getting up.
"Yes don't want to disappoint your father now do we Draco," Millie said.
"Okay, I'll see you later." Said Crabbe as Draco walked out.
Ten minutes later Draco stood in the drawing room with his father explaining to him why he had been so late. Draco looked up at his father to see the same face but a little older looking down at him.
"I told you I was with Crabbe and Millicent father, we were talking about the new transfer students." said Draco as he told his father.
"Don't talk back to me Draco!" said his father.
"Yes father." he answered quietly.
"Now I need you to come with me to Knockturn Alley, we've got business to take care of." said Lucius.
"Yes father." said Draco following him to the fire place, over the years he'd learned not to talk back to his father and just reply with a simply 'Yes Father' to everything he could get away with.
Draco watched his father disappear with in the flames, following him he called out the place he wanted to end up, and the flames engulfed him. When he stepped out he was standing in Mr. Borgin's Dark arts store.
"Mr. Malfoy, young master Malfoy, nice to see you again, how can I help you today?" asked Mr. Borgin.
"I'd like to buy these few valuable items," said Mr. Malfoy.
"Can I have this?" asked Draco looking at a necklace of opals Warning Do not touch- Cursed Has claimed the lives of twenty-eight muggle owners to date. "I've got the perfect person to give it to." He said reading the sign.
"Next time Draco." He heard his father replied sharply.
"Is it okay if I meet you back at the Manor later? I have something I need to do." Asked Draco following his father out the door.
"That's fine, be back for dinner." Said Lucius then disapparated.
"Mr. Borgin...what do you think about this ring?" asked Draco opening the ring box.
"Tell me if I want to get the person wearing it to... notice me and only me, what do I have to do to it?" asked Draco handing the ring to him.
"Oh it's a simple spell, I can do that for you young Malfoy, I'll take it in back and fix it up...feel free to look around." Said Mr. Borgin walking out back.
"Well that's neat wonder what it does?" said Draco to himself looking at a pointed object hanging from the ceiling.
Draco looked around the small story at all the different dark arts things. Half of the things he knew about because his father had different items lying around the Manor. Borgin came back out from the back a few minutes later still looking the ring over almost amazed with it.
"I noticed it had a fitting charm on it, but I did what you asked about...plus I added a few other little details you might like and find useful. You'll know what they are when you give it to her." Said Mr. Borgin reappearing.
"Thank you, here you go." Said Draco laying a handful of coins on the counter.
"You gave me to much for that small job, but then again Malfoy always was a respectable name, right." He said watching Draco leave.
"Well, that was easy enough, hope it works at least some what, doesn't have to be perfect." Said Draco to himself walking down Knockturn Alley slowly.
"Young Malfoy...haven't seen you around lately, how's your father?" asked a woman in her late thirties.
"He's fine, good to see you Mrs. Lestrange." Said Draco.
"I'll tell my father you said hello,"
"You do that." She said.
As much as he didn't like most of his father's friends he knew better then to be rude to them. If he was rude to any of them he would never here the end of it from his father. He could remember being told a million times at least that Malfoy's behaved and did what they were told with no questions asked about it what so ever.
Draco started thinking about something as he turned the corner for Diagon Alley running smack into some one else.
"Weasley." He said looking at George or was it Fred.
"Malfoy." He said in the same tone.
"Spouse you've heard about the new students, it's a shame your not going to be there this year." Said Draco standing straighter.
"You don't have a chance with any of them Malfoy." Said the other as he appeared.
"And let me guess, your brother does?" he snapped.
"Yes, maybe he does, I guess will find out soon enough though wont we." Said George, as Fred disapparated, George following after.
Draco walked off to find a way back to his Manor; he didn't want to run into any one else he didn't care for in the same day, one person was enough to ruin it for him all together.