Trinity wasn't sure how she knew it was him, but she did.
She had seen him during a trip to Hogsmeade, when she, Ron, Harry, and Hermione walked into the Three Broomsticks.
He walked out of Zonko's as she was walking into the bar. Their eyes connected for a second and he nodded, walking off. "I'll be back," Trinity said to her friends.
She left them and ran in the direction that the boy had gone in.
She only had to go a couple of feet before she found him, leaning nonchalantly against a wall.
Inside, her heart was pounding. She had found family at last. "Hey," she said, coolly.
The boy looked up at her, his pale blond hair falling over his silver eyes. "Hey," he said.
"Draco Malfoy?"
"Yep. Trinity Black?"
"Yep."
After a somewhat awkward pause, Trinity walked over to him and leaned against the wall in front of him.
"Looks like we're the only ones left," she said.
"Besides my dad."
"Really?"
"But you wouldn't want to meet him."
"Oh."
We talked randomly for a minute, about everything. He was staying no where for the moment. Trinity asked why he didn't just go back to school.
"Too painful," he responded.
Trinity decided to get back to her friends when Draco called out to her.
"Hey kid."
Trinity rolled her eyes and turned around. How could he call her 'kid' when he was only a year or something older than she was? "What?"
"Try smiling once in a while."
"Why should I? You don't."
Just then a smile appeared on his face and he chuckled. "Who's to say I don't? Besides, I know for a fact that all the women in the Black family have beautiful smiles. My mum's one of them. . . . See you later, kid."
He walked off, still chuckling.
Trinity headed back towards the Three Broom sticks, the left side of her mouth lifting up in a smirk.
Draco didn't seem as bad as Harry made him out to be.