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It had been a few months after the war had ended and Draco malfoy was pissed. It wasn't his fault that that megalomaniac fool existed yet; he was treated as if he created him and pulled the marionette strings. He couldn't get work which was the thing that annoyed him most; he got O's on all his catch up N.E.W.T.S and received the highest mark in potions since Professor Snape, but no, all of that effort was worthless. First he applied to be a Potions Master apprentice; however, he got turned down with a condescending letter from the board who handled the Masters apprenticeship saying he should try again next time. Draco was arrogant, he knew, but he was certain he should have got it; after all he did get highest mark in Potions for Twenty years or so. He sent letters demanding explanation but after three letters with no reply, he gave up.

Then, he applied for regular wizarding university courses and theses were more direct in saying they didn't want a death eater studying there, so he returned to the manor. Bored out of his skull he even considered heading into muggle London but he couldn't bring himself to do it, although he was less ignorant of their technology he still didn't particularly like them, he was still a pure blood after all.

Reason; he was infuriated when his father told him they would be living in a muggle town in America. Okay, America wasn't too bad, they had shopping malls galore but it was the 'small muggle town' thing he couldn't get. Why not New York? At least there, there was Macy's and Bloomingdale's, Broadway even. But no. They had to go to a backwater town in the middle of fucking nowhere, which had no culture and was probably filled with typical 'OMG. 'Your British accent is amazing. You're so hot.' American.

'Joy.'

Draco pinched his brow in frustration.

"And tell we why are we going to a place with zero magic, Father?" he asked in upmost apathy.

This time it was Narcissa replying "Look sweetie, we have to okay? We can't stay in Britain, you must know that. And for why we are going to Forks? The Americans know of the war and our connection so we are going somewhere with no magic. It might even be only for another year or so." By this point Lady Malfoy was breaking down "I can't stay here with all the scorn. I don't even care that we have to stay with muggles. But please understand while we're doing this."

Narcissa started to weep on the sofa; So Lucius took over.

"Son. It has been hard on all of us; give it a try, for your mother." "Oh, and you're going to school there when term starts. Muggle School, so please, try not insulting everyone."

With that Lucius took Narcissa gently by the arm and swept out of the door.

Draco turned his head towards the closing door, and then slammed his head against the sofa back while groaning.

'Urg. Why can he always make me feel like an arse?'

Bella was packing; she was going to be moving to Washington to stay with her Dad tomorrow. It wasn't that she didn't love him but, she really didn't like forks. It was so cold and wet, not to mention it was always awkward speaking with her father. Bella had always thought they were two similar for their own good sometimes.

Bella was quiet, awkward, and, in her own words, rather socially stunted. She thought her looks were average, her dark chocolate eyes didn't smoulder like smoke, or burn with intensity, they were normal eyes abet quite large on her petite face, her hair was a rather familiar story.

Bella turned back to her suitcase and sighed, there wasn't much in there. Arizona was so warm it was rather impossible to buy cold weather clothing so she and her mother decided it would be best just to buy a new wardrobe.

She heard a knock on her door and called for her mum to enter, it was always her mother, she liked Phil but they were rather distant. Typical step father – step daughter relationship she supposed.

"Hey honey, are you packed, cause you should really get some sleep." Renee was rather subdued in comparison to her normal bubbly persona.

"Yeah mum, I'm done." Bella replied realising she was actually quite sleepy.

"Okay." Her mum spoke while leaving, she stopped at the door way and turned.

"I'm really gunna miss you, you do know that right? "

"Yeah mum. I know." Bella smiled sleepily.

The door closed and Renee's footsteps could be heard quieting, Bella got ready for bed and turned into her pillow.