Don't Call Me Malfoy

Rushing Away

"Draco, just leave me alone!" Chrysanthemum Malfoy ordered her older brother, Draco. She shoved him away from her and stormed off in the opposite direction. Today, they were meant to be in Diagon Alley to do their shopping for their supplies they would need for Hogwarts. Chrissy was entering her first year, and Draco his second.

Chrissy couldn't stand having to be with her brother, though. Today, despite being told to stay out of Knockturn Alley, Draco was trying to pressure her into going there. He had always had this fascination with the dark arts, just like their father. Chrissy, having abandoned her brother outside the Knockturn Alley entrance, raced towards Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlor. Draco, on the other hand, drifted towards Florish and Blott's, where their father was at the time.

Almost at Florean Fortescue's, someone grabbed Chrissy's arm. She quickly turned towards the one who had done so, and her brown eyes fell upon her mother. Looking up at her, Chrissy was almost startled. Her mother's gaze met hers sternly. The grip that Narcissa Malfoy had on her daughter only loosened slightly.

"I see you and Draco have been arguing again. Don't try to deny it, I'm not blind. Incase you haven't realized, since this will be your first year at Hogwarts, you will need to avoid getting in trouble, especially with the exceedingly higher amount of time you two will be expected to cooperate- given that you are a proper Malfoy and end up in Slytherin." Narcissa said, scoldingly.

Chrissy didn't want to be in Slytherin, though. Not that she wanted Gryffindor, but she certainly didn't want Slytherin. She wouldn't always do what her parents wanted her to. If she were to ask the sorting hat to put her in Slytherin, she'd be making a decision she wasn't happy with that would last her the rest of her time at Hogwarts. She wouldn't be able to live with being a Slytherin for seven school years, which in reality, meant she was a Slytherin even after she would graduate from Hogwarts. That would be something she would never forgive herself for.

Though, were she to not end up in Slytherin, her biggest hope was that she wouldn't get ignored by her family- or even disowned. Her mother's grip tighetened again, as Chrissy realized she hadn't answered her. 

"Sorry- I didn't mean to upset you. Draco was trying to get me to go in to Knockturn Alley, but you and father said not to." Chrissy said, apologetically. She was never sure how to reply to her mother when she was angry, as it wasn't something that happened often. Generally, her father, Lucius Malfoy, would be the one giving her a punishment, or speaking to her for being rude to the child that was obviously their favorite, even though they clearly wished not to admit it.

"I'm assuming that you'll do your best not to allow it to happen again." Narcissa said in a lower tone. Her grasp loosened and released Chrissy's arm as she walked away. Chrissy was nervous as to what may have been said by her father when her mother told him what Chrissy had done to Draco. Then again, it couldn't have been that big of a deal. All she had done was push him out of the way.

Deciding to continue her venture to Florean Fortescue's, she headed inside. Going up to the counter, she ordered a Butterbeer icecream from the wizard that was standing behind it. Smiling at her, he got her order. The man was Florean himself, and he knew Chrissy rather well. They would often speak with one another when Chrissy was having a rough time. This happened quite a lot, as she always seemed to have some sort of problem going on, whether it be with Draco, her parents, or other relatives.

When she received her ice cream, she paid Mr. Fortescue the money she owed him, and put the rest of the gold, silver and bronze coins back in her pocket. She had given him an extra galleon for a tip. After this, she would still need to get her wand, as well as a pet. Having purchased the rest of her supplies, she had her cauldron that contained all of it at the moment. It was a slightly smaller cauldron that the one Draco had, and her supplies were a bit cheaper. Again, it was obvious that her parents preferred Draco over her.