I'm back! Hopefully you are all here still with me(:

I'll be writing more, since I went full Potter to get inspired more, (I rewatched and reread all the books and movies) Ill be dropping in some references from A Very Potter Musical and Potter Puppet Pals (DON'T own any of them) In efforts of making the story funnier and livelier. Now, on to the chapter!

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"Vanice, you seem excited." Mother noted as we approached the fireplace.

Trying to iron out the wrinkles in my jacket, I nodded smiling.

"Well yes Mother. I am. I haven't seen them I quite a long time."

Mother chuckled and nodded.

"Yes, I suppose so."

The fireplace became a sudden emerald green, and I looked towards Aletta, whom had impatiently thrown in a handful of Floo Powder.

"Sorry Mummy." She giggled, jumping near the opening.

Containing the urge to roll my eyes, I waited for my turn, which was after Mother and before Aletta.

"Malfoy Manor!" I bellowed, and walked into the flames which consumed me whole.

Holding in my breath and scrunching up my nose, I finally felt the rush slowing down. As I stuck my foot out, the usual hand of Mr. Malfoy was not there. Instead, I was jumped on by someone who had long blonde hair and an all too familiar voice.

"Oh my Merlin! Vanice, you're like, finally here! I totally missed you!"

Laughing and hugging her back, I responded with the same tone of happiness and a warm smile.

"I've missed you too Lydia. How have you been?"

Lydia smiled and looked me up and down, smirking.

"I've been really good... But like, look at you! You've gotten new clothes! You look totally in style!"

I laughed, knowing this was going to be my greeting from her.

"Thank you Lydia. Where are our parents?" I asked, knowing I would get in trouble for not being polite if I didn't greet them.

"Oh!" Lydia clapped her hands and pulled me into the long, elegant halls. "They're like, in the dining room."

As we passed, Slytherin crests and portraits of all the Malfoy's adorned the dark green walls. I could hear some of their mumbling, yet couldn't quite catch some of their words.

I tailed close to Lydia, worrying I would get lost in the grand Manor if I strayed away.

There was, in one hallway, an array of portraits, each holding ribbons and trophies of Quidditch.

"Daddy and Dracey's Daddy were on the same Quidditch team." Lydia explained as we passed by.

At the mention of Draco, I felt a sudden chill go down my spine. And I didn't like the feeling one bit.

Finally, we arrived at a large hallway opening aligned with silver. It was the Dining Hall.

Making me jump slightly, Lydia called out into the room.

"Mummy! Aunt Cissy!"

"Over here darling. Come say hello to Mrs. Crypton." A sweet voice said.

We walked in and saw a large dark oak table, decorated with beautiful lace, candles with delicate aromas and expensive silverware. At the end of the table was Narcissa, to her left my Mother, and to her right a woman who was clearly Lydia's Mother.

Walking up to them with the posture I was taught with at a young age, I shook Narcissa's hand and kissed her cheek.

"Mrs. Malfoy, how are you?" I said with a smile.

"Oh Vanice, how polite. I'm fine thank you. And yourself?" Narcissa replied returning the smile.

"I'm doing wonderful, thank you."

"Draco talks about you quite a lot. He says you're a clever one." She said, eyeing me slightly.

I knew the heat in my face was growing, so I hastily smiled and nodded, then made my way to Mrs. Serpance.

"Hello Darling, you must be Vanice." She took my hand and smiled. "Lydia says you two are best friends."

Nodding, I smiled at Lydia.

"That's right, we're very close. Like sisters." I winked, giggling.

All the mothers laughed and smiled kindly, and abruptly, Dobby appeared besides Narcissa.

Immediately, a scowl replaced the warm smile she had on and she stared down at him.

"What is it, elf." She snapped.

"M-Master Draco w-wishes to k-know when he c-can fly his b-broom." Dobby managed to stutter out.

"Ah!" She clapped her hands softly. "Lydia, be a dear and take Vanice to say hello to Draco, then tell him you can all play a small round of Quidditch."

"Of course Aunt Cissy." Lydia said with a smile.

She led me down the elaborate hallways, making the occasional twist and turn until eventually I had no clue where we were in the manor.

I couldn't find speck of dust anywhere as she led me up a few staircases, where the walls hung the severed heads of earlier house elves. She eventually led me to a large ebony door with Draco written in large silver cursive.

Lydia knocked loudly.

"Dracey like, guess who's here!?"

"Lydia, I told you to go away! And stop calling me that ridiculous name!"

I flung open the door to find Draco lying stomach down on a large black bed, Crabbe and Goyle sitting in the floor, flying through sweets as quick as I'd ever seen.

"Hello boys. Miss me?" I spread my arms wide in greeting.

"Vanice I-I didn't realize it was you..."

"Oh really? So." I said playfully, causing a light pink flush to come across his pale cheeks. "What's up?"

"Um not much. I got a new broom for the holidays. Care for a game if Quidditch?"

"Obviously."

Stepping around the crumpled mess of wrappers, stumbling out into the empty hall, and followed by the rest, Draco led us, his walking reflecting his attitude; each step radiating pride. We made our way through the maze of his house until we reached the yard the size of an actual field.

My eyes widened in awe. I had one at home but his seemed much more professionalized, possibly because he plays much more.

"Impressing isn't it?" Draco snickered, noticing my state.

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I hope you all liked that chapter(: my goal is to have a new one each month, but for good times sake I might have one up by the next two weeks. DID YOU YOU GUYS HEAR ABOUT THE NEW HARRY POTTER MOVIES?!

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