"Oh, Hello Mr. Malfoy! How can I help you? Do you need a new ring?" A older man asks, he is very small only a few inches taller than me. His grey hair is combed back very strength almost as if his hair is frozen in his place.
"Not today, I'm searching something for my- uhm for the girl. And the price doesn't matter so I suggest that you takes us in the back"
The man nods and Draco pulls me with him trough the store, the further we get the more shinier gets the jewellery. I feel uncomfortable here, my family is wealthy but not as wealthy as the Malfoy's. It's weird being treated like this, the man shows so much respect to Draco just because he is an Malfoy.
"There we are! Take a place Mr.Malfoy and Mrs.-"
-Greengrass" I add to his sentence he smiles at me and I mirror it. He's very sympathetic.
Draco sits down beside me in so we are both sitting in an black velvet chair.
"So Mrs. What are you looking for." He asks but then throws up his hands as if he wants to stop me from talking.
"I'll bring my wife, she will find something with you. Wait here, please"
I look at Draco and expect him to be bored but he's looking around the jewellery and the bright lights reflecting in his eyes. He looks interested in those accessories.
"Draco?" I ask
"Hm?" He hums. I hate it when he does this, why can't he open his mouth to talk to me.
"Why are you doing this for the girl?" His eyes snap up and meet mine, from the look in his eyes I can tell that he was waiting for that question to plop out of my mouth.
"Isabel, don't make a big thing out of this yeah? It's none of this mans business who and what you are to me." He looks annoyed but his eyes are telling me something else, he is planning something. He is playing with his rings and his leg is lightly wobbling.
That's why he's looking around like that, he knows that I can read him. But why is he nervous?
"Okay, right I'm sorry. But why are you so nervous? don't lie to me you are nervous as hell" his head hangs down eyes fixed on his hands.
"I'm just tired, I'm trying to stay awake." I don't believe him but I don't want to ruin this here and now.
"Ahhh Mr. Malfoy Long time no See. How's your mother?" A woman appears next to Draco his head snaps back up and they start a short conversation.
"Now I'm here for you Miss, my husband told me you don't know what you're looking for. Don't worry we will find something for you." Her smile is reassuring and I nod.
I'm getting nervous now, I hate such situations. My hand crawls up and I start playing with my necklace.
"That necklace is beautiful my Dear. Do you mind if I give it to my husband so he can clean it, afterwards it'll look like it's new"
I want to accept the offer but Draco answers for me.
"No need for that, the necklace is fine like that." He snaps
"But I'd really like it to, it's 16 years old and it got never cleaned properly. It's getting matte and I'd love it to see it shiny again." I say, not being sure why he doesn't want me to give it away.
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Fanfiction"I remember, I remember the necklace. Someone bought it and let the initials of his daughter engrave. It's been around 16 years now, what was your name again Miss?" His voice is higher than before and it's obvious that he's nervous. And then Draco...
