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Estelle woke Victoria up the next morning.

"Miss? You must wake up. The Malfoys are leaving for Diagon Alley in an hour." Victoria jerked upright, then flopped down, only to jerk back up again with a yelp of pain. "Are you hurt, Miss?" Estelle asked, examining her back.

"These sheets must've rubbed me raw last night." She lied quickly.

"Perhaps Miss shouldn't sleep in the nude." Estelle admonished lightly.

"Well, I don't really like pajamas, but ok." Estelle nodded.

"Perhaps a nightgown will be more comfortable?" She asked, pulling out her wand and tapping the burns. Victoria felt a sharp stab, then it vanished. she turned and saw that only the bruises were left. "I'm sorry, but I can't do anything about the bruises."

"Hey, thanks! No one told me you were a Healer!" Estelle smiled, her grey eyes bright.

"I learned a few spells that are useful. I could teach you if you like." Victoria nodded, then remembered.

"Oh, but not right now. My wand was snapped in the accident and I was going to buy a new one today." Suddenly she leaned in and stared at Estelle. "You look familiar, have we met before?" Estelle started acting nervous.

"No, Miss. I never leave the mansion." Victoria frowned. she saw Estelle had the same grey eyes as the Malfoys, but her hair was hidden underneath her white maid cap.

"Uh huh. I'm going to go take a shower." She bounced out of bed and headed for the bathroom. after another scalding shower, she came out to see Estelle had mended her torn tank top and layed out a different set of clothes for her. she quickly got dressed in a grey-blue cloak, pulled her long black hair into a ponytail and wandered downstairs for breakfast. Like yesterday, the Malfoys were almost finished.

"I hope being late is not one of your early morning habits." Narcissa said dryly, wiping her mouth on a napkin and standing up to leave.

"No, Mrs. Malfoy. It's a little difficult settling into a new house. I have to get used to sleeping here."

"Well, I hope you get used to our home soon. I am a great believer in promptness." She sniffed and walked out. She's pleasant this morning. Victoria thought, sitting next to Draco.

"'Morning, Draco, Mr. Malfoy." Draco and Lucius smiled at her.

"How was last night?" Lucius asked.

"It was ok. We danced the whole time, so that was fun." Draco said, still smiling at Victoria. She blushed and looked away.

"S-so when are we leaving for this Alley?" She asked, picking at her pancakes.

"As soon as you're finished with breakfast." Draco said, standing up. Victoria pushed her plate away.

"Lets go, then."

"You're not hungry?" he asked.

"Nah, I don't eat much." She smiled and walked out with Draco.

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"Oh, wow! This place is awesome!" Victoria exclaimed, her eyes round. they had arrived at Diagon Alley and Victoria was eager to take off and explore.

"First we have to get your school things." Narcissa said. Victoria sighed and stared longingly at a store called Spelled Knics and Charmed Knacs. They had what looked like a nine handed mirror that would look cool in her new room.

"Why can't we look around while you go to Gringotts?" Draco asked indignantly. "After all, we're not a couple of first years."

"And besides, I've never been here before!" Victoria added.

"If your father thinks it's alright." Narcissa said. They both gazed pleadingly at Lucius. He smiled and nodded.

"I don't see why not." he said, gesturing to them. "Meet us at Floren Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour in an hour." Draco and Victoria high-fived and ran into the crowded street.

"Don't get into trouble!" Narcissa called. Draco waved at her, but didn't answer. They ran through the street, dodging in and out of people and trying to catch up with each other. Finally, Draco turned a corner and grabbed Victoria, pulling her close. They were laughing and gasping for breath when Draco leaned down and kissed her. It was so quick that she didn't even notice until he blushed.

"Sorry." he mumbled, letting her go. They stood there, trying not to look at each other.

"So, whats a good place to check out?" She asked, still staring at her feet. Their eyes met and he smiled.

"Come on," he said, holding out his hand. "We'll go to the Quiddich Emporium." Together, they walked to the store, chatting and joking. On the way, they met up with Crabb and Goyle. As usual, the store was packed with adolecent boys. "Hey, Victoria, do you have a broom of your own?" Draco asked. She shook her head.

"I always wanted one, but my mother said it was too dangerous for a girl."

"Well, pick one out and we'll see if Mother and Father will buy it for you. I'll be over here, looking at some Quiddich robes." she nodded and wandered towards the brooms. she was perusing all the different brands when someone knocked her down. she hissed when something sharp dug into her bruised back. She tried to get up when someones elbow smashed into her nose. she felt the blood pour out and stain her cloak.

"Ahh." she moaned, trying to staunch the blood.

"Look what you did, Potter!" She heard Draco yell. Someone reached out and helped her up.

"Are you alright?" The person asked. She looked up to answer and was met by a pair of brilliant green eyes.

"Um, Hi." she said. he looked shocked.

"Uh, hey," he said.

"I'm Victoria."

"Harry." He gulped and handed her a handkercheif. "Nice to meet you, Victoria." She took it and cleaned herself up as best as she could. "Is your nose broken?" Harry asked. She shook her head.

"Victoria!" Draco hurried to her side, then turned to Harry, furious. "Your stupid friend made my cousin bleed!" He hissed, pulling out his wand. Harry glared at him.

"It was your own stupid fault for picking a fight with Ron!" They glared at each other, wands raised, when Victoria stepped in between them.

"Please Draco, no fighting. You know what your mother said." she gazed at him pleadingly. Draco grinned sheepishly at her, then shot one more glare at Harry.

"One of these days, Potter." He wrapped his arm around Victoria's shoulder and lead her out. She stared back at Harry, giving him a little wave.

Harry's P.O.V.

"That's Malfoy's cousin?" Ron exclaimed, staring at Malfoy and Victoria's retreating figures. Harry nodded, remembering her clear blue eyes and pale, elven face. "Blimey, she's a right pretty thing. Without the blood all over her, that is." Ron whistled. "Do you think they're closly related, or only related by marrige?" Harry shrugged.

"I dunno. She sounded American, though. Maybe she's just visiting?" It was Ron's turn to shrug.

"Whatever. She's a Malfoy. Makes her off-limits. Everyone knows pure blood families marry their cousins." Harry nodded, leaning against the wall. But he still couldn't shake off that burning feeling her gaze had given him. He passed his hand over his face.

"I'm going to follow her." he told Ron.

"Harry, thats not a good-" But before he could finish, Harry was gone.

Oh, yes, I went there. Victoria is one of those girls that everyone is infatuated with. I finally got Draco to kind of be in character, but it didn't last. I blame love. To Review, or not to Review? it is nobler in the mind to review. plus i like it when you do.