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"Are you alright, young man?"

His headed pounded against his skull and his ears were consumed by strange noises, voices...so many voices. What was he wearing? This definitely didn't feel like robes

"Sir?"

Draco's eyes forced opened as his eyes tried to make out someone trying above him. His eyes focused on an unknown worried woman. Draco shot up as his vision slightly left him blind before it returned back to normal. He looked around. "Sir are you alright?" the woman asked. Strange woman, she was, she smelled a bit too. She wore an old strange velvet red floral hat, a tattered pink sundress, and heavy boots. Yet the air around her was something similar to Mrs. Weasley. Maybe a cousin or something... Her crow's feet around her bright eyes did nothing to damper the comforting brightness that emitted from her eyes.

Draco's mouth wanted to speak but it felt heavy. He wanted asked so many questions but the only one he managed to was, "Where am I?"

"Apparently passed out in Green Park," the woman responded. Draco looked around again and noticed one side of him was covered with greenery and trees while muggles leisurely sat around on grass or weird chairs. On the other side was a view of a muggle transportation road filled with vehicles and right across the road were buildings that were almost connected to one another but not quite touching. Bloody muggles were everywhere. Oh, sweet Merlin, I don't think I'm in Diagon Ally anymore...

"Sir?" the muggle woman asked once more, "are you alright?"

Draco wished he could say yes but he felt empty and strange. While studying Alchemy he learned that magic flowed throughout the body, he had only seen it as a theory until now. His body felt wrong. Out of place. "Where am I?" he repeated.

The woman raised her eyebrow in confusion. "Sir are you alright? Remember we're in Green Park."

"Yes, I got that but where am I?"

"London."

Draco's mouth formed an 'o'. It was a strange feeling. This was London but not his London. Loud. Everything was louder. It was wrong. No magic, no owls, no frogs, no robes, no familiarity. "Young man, do you need a doctor?"

Draco racked his brain, he should know this word. He remembered it...healer! he thought. A doctor was the term for a muggle healer. He shook his head when his stomach rumbled. He wasn't in need of a doctor but he definitely needed food.

"Goodness child. Perhaps its best of you go home already," she stood up and brushed the dirt off her already dirty dress.

Draco clamped his mouth shut before he could give a sarcastic remark. "I c-can't...I don't...I don't have a home...," Draco swallowed through his words. Well he did have one but had no way of getting there. It was hard to lie but he had to say it.

The kind woman smiled at him and gestured to follow, "Come with me then."

Draco stood up and followed her as they walked for about a good twenty minutes before arriving to a building that nearly made Draco jump to joy. Perhaps like Hogwarts, St Mungo's also changed in tbe muggle world. Panic began to rise in his chest. Even if he did enter, would he be allowed to stay since he was no trapped as muggle.

Entering his joy died. This wasn't a hospital...if anything this looked like more like a simplified modernized version of the entrance of his house mixed with the Ministry. He truly felt out of place. He couldn't seem to figure out left from right. Meanwhile the woman seemed to know her way around.

Draco hadn't spoken since they left the part. He never felt more like a lost puppy until that moment. The woman was currently his lifeline. They continued to walk straight ahead until the came across and curtain line. Its was a bit long so they waited.

And waited.

And waited some more.

And went to the loo.

Then waited.

And waited.

And wait— "Next!," a shrilled voice called out causing Draco to flinch. Continuing to follow the woman; they came to the front of a window with skinny, long neck blonde that looked older than her age could've been. "Hello Petunia," Aderyn smiled at the woman.

Petunia gave a small smile, "Hello Aderyn, here for your usual?" Draco saw Aderyn chuckled and was strangely confused. Was that suppose to be a joke? Muggles were indeed strange. Aderyn. Makes sense, he thought as he was reminded of their walk here. Birds were constantly following her.

"Actually no. I found this boy down at my place. Says he doesn't have a home. He's a bit under fed," she answered. Petunia looked over Aderyn shoulder and glanced over to Draco. He suddenly felt a slight chill run up his spine. Her beady eyes were scary.

"Come about here," she commanded in strangely soft but pitched voice. Draco, unsure, followed her anyway. He enter the small cubicle he sat on the only chair watching as Petunia scrambled to quickly close her desk to the public. Once she finished up she quickly turned to Draco and watched him attentively. He stirred in his seat. She pursed her lips uttering "they're everywhere". She then shook her head and smiled once again before reaching underneath her desk for a bag. The smell instantly hitting his nose causing his stomach to rumble once again.

Petunia chuckled, there was nothing funny about being hungry. "Thank you," he said calmly. He wanted to complain but his surroundings were enough to remind him he had no place for it.

"You're welcome darling," she answered. "Do you mind waiting just outside the door?"

Draco raised an eyebrow but complied anyway and left. Petunia quickly flipped her attention to Aderyn. "Aderyn, what are you doing?," Petunia questioned harshly. "I thought you said you didn't like his kind."

Aderyn shook her head. "Neither do you but I also can't stand injustice. They left him to die!"

It was Petunia's turn to raise her eyebrow, "what?"

"They just dumped him in the park unconscious and laughed as they snapped his wand. He's not expected to return," she gestured. "I may be a failure but I can sense it. And he doesn't have it."

Petunia sighed, she had had a long day. She wasn't mentally prepared for this. "What are you planing to do with him?"

"Survive. If he can do at least do that he will do great things...after all," Aderyn smirked, "Malfoys didn't make their fortunes by sitting around doing nothing." Aderyn stood up, before thanking Petunia and left with Draco. Petunia sighed, that lady was so cryptic sometimes. Family branches seemed so complicated.

Draco and Aderyn walked to back to Green Park to eat their food given to them by the ever-so-generous Petunia. "So what do you plan on doing?," Aderyn said as she munched on an apple.

Draco looked over at the horizon that was partly covered by buildings. He wasn't sure what to do. The only thing that was keeping him from giving up was Aderyn as she seemed trustworthy even though he had only known her for a few hours. "I don't know. To be completely honest, I don't even know where I'll be sleeping tonight," he laughed bitterly as he threw a seed.

"Not easy after you've been pampered for so long huh?," Draco turned to her shocked. He had never spoken about his fortune, regardless of how long they spoke. There was no way she could've know. Aderyn chuckled, "Calm down, I'm no fortune teller but there's an air about you elite type. Even if you are a lost puppy in the real world. You carry yourself a lot differently to even those middle-class group."

Draco blushed a bit. He wasn't expecting that. Standing up, "Let us walk shall we?" she invited.

The night was approaching as the sun began to slowly set, the chill of the night was beginning to hit. Draco and Aderyn were beginning to settle in for the night. "Too chilly for your liking?," Aderyn asked as they sat around a tree in the park, the pigeons originally surrounding them began to fly away.

Draco nodded, "A bit. I'm not used to this yet."

Aderyn patted his head, "don't worry about it, after all its just temporary."

"Sure doesn't feel that way," he sighed. Today had been hard on him. He wasn't used to being outside for very long, much less when everything was so loud or with people looking down on him with such pity. It hadn't even been 24 hours and he was becoming soft.

Tomorrow he would be headed to King's Crossing Station. He'd rather lose a bit of money than continue to suffer this embarrassment. Aderyn could only hope for Draco's safety.