CHAPTER9
Back a couple of hours ago
Draco hung out in his room for about half an hour longer unpacking his stuff. He thought that a month was a long time to live here. Also he wondered if the room in front of his would ever be occupied. It wasn't as if he wanted it. The boy was right saying that he would prefer privacy. Well, unless it was some hot babe…
After unpacking everything and neatly putting it in the wardrobe (Draco didn't approve of untidiness) he thought about where he could go. "Oh, well…Guess, I'll buy some of the school stuff today", he thought to himself, "Maybe I will even meet somebody I know". He also thought that even if he didn't he wouldn't be really upset, at least today.
So he went out into the street with quite a fine mood, he even smiled sometimes to himself. He visited Quality Quidditch Supplies where he found a new cleaning oil for his broom which was the latest Nimbus his father got him at the beginning of this summer, the broom was really good, nearly as good as Firebolt which was still the best broom. The thought that Harry Potter had a Firebolt was sickening him. And that was the reason for him not getting a Firebolt, he didn't want it to seem as he's Potter's fan and wants the same things Potter owns. He decided to pay a visit to the Knockturn Alley. He usually never remained there without his father but this time he wanted to look for something special for himself, he didn't know what yet.
He had quite a short walk through the weird shops of the dark alley. What he saw there didn't really interest him much. So he, Draco, decided to return to the Diagon Alley where he could find something more interesting than marinated glowing eyes or a living heart in a jar.
He was slowly making his way to some café when he saw something or even someone who caught his attention. Potter, two of the Weasleys and a girl that seemed familiar, occupied one of the tables, but he couldn't realise who she was. She had wavy, maybe just a bit bushy, brown hair with honey blond highlights, beautiful big chocolate brown eyes and a rather eye-catching figure. The girl wore her hair in a ponytail with two blond front stripes let down and was dressed in a black top and skirt, which brought out her beautifully shaped legs.
"Hm… hey, gorgeous, aren't you a little too bored with these balloon heads?" he thought to himself. "Here comes your rescuer, baby". He put on the most mysteriously sexy smile he had and moved towards their table, making up what he would say in front of this group.