Chapter One-
14 Years Later
Lillianna stood before a handsome cherry wood door. Her body shivering as she quickly glanced side to side before rapping three times against the wooden frame.
"Draco? Draco, let me in" she whispered softly. The door opened abruptly, a slender hand hooked around her wrist and dragged her inside a luxurious room quite different from the one she had grown accustomed to down stairs. Draco Malfoy stood before her, night clothes wrinkled and hair disheveled. The propped up book lying abandoned on his massive bed sent away any fear of having woken her Master up.
Malfoy, despite insisting not to be bothered late into the night by claims of needing beauty sleep, rarely slept at all. Instead opting to read from dawn to dusk. He claimed, over tea taken in the servants quarters early in the morning long after his father had disappeared for work, that he only read for pleasure. That was a lie Lillianna had seen through quick into their friendship. Draco Malfoy did not read for pleasure, he instead read in the hopes of passing up "That mudblood Granger" as he bitterly referred to her as every few weeks.
Draco ran a hand through his hair and motioned for Lillianna to sit as he hurriedly locked the door behind them.
"What are you doing here so late? If my father catches you it's wardrobe duty for a month."
The words sailed past Lillianna as she pulled her blonde hair from it's common place at the nape of her neck. She'd grown tired of Draco's instant worries.
"He's long been asleep Draco, besides he's precisely why i'm here." Draco smiled, not the normal smile those around him in the day knew so well. The classic Malfoy grin had no need to be placed upon his lips during this encounter. Instead, his teeth gleamed, lips stretched over tham in a 'too big for his face' goofy grin he only rarely showed to the outside world.
"You always were quite the rebel Lills." He sighed, and put his hands behind his head before plopping ungracefully back onto his bed, jarring the book just enough to loose the page he'd failed to mark. "Okay, okay. I did talk to him."
Lillianna's heart flew to her chest, butterflies and bee's fighting for dominance in her throat.
"And..?" She crawled up towards Draco, her cotton nightgown riding up slightly as she struggled to move against the satin sheets beneath them. "What did he say."
Draco smirked now, still softer for her than those others he knew. He watched her for a second, biding time before responding to this over zealous girl bouncing on his bed. Her hair, so rare it was to see it in all its glory, was white. Almost glowing in the darkness of his room.
"He wasn't at all keen on the idea, love. Not at first. I'm afraid I had to pull mother into the conversation. But, oh you know how mother is about education after all." He watched her again, pausing between sentences just to watch his little Lills grow irritated with him.
"Well, you see Lills, mother started a giant ordeal on keeping up appearances and, oh what did she call it?" a small smirk played at his lips " Ah, yes 'the epitome of the Malfoy name'."
The butterflies were over taking the bee's now in Lillianna's mouth, a smile erupted from the eager girl clad in light green and the glow of the candle light by the window left ajar.
"So, he said 'Yes', right Draco? Is that what you're being vague about?" She tried to sound light hearted, just in case she was wrong about this ever annoying conversation.
Draco sat up and straightened his night clothes before taking one of Lillianna's small hands in his. The goofy grin returned to his lips, one slightly crooked tooth visible in the darkness.
"Yes, Lills. Father said yes. Come September you'll ride the train with me this year. We'll never have to say good-bye again."
Laughter was heard throughout the Malfoy Mansion that night. A small girl with white hair tackling a boy with one crooked tooth, as they planned their first adventure to Diagon Ally together, 4 years late, but readily welcomed.