Brilliant

The Potters and the Malfoys

Even though Carla was part of the Malfoy family tree, she certainly did not look the part. For one thing her eyes were chestnut brown, not the bright ice-blue her family had. For another her hair was a dark brown and was incredibly wavy, you could almost say it was in curls. Everyone questioned if she was actually a Malfoy, hell! She even questioned it herself.

On this particular morning she was trying to tame her hair, she had already broken three brushes and was praying this one didn't leave her. As she was tying up her hair in a ponytail, a sliding Draco tripped into her room, his socks obviously weren't agreeing with the wooden floorboards today. "Mother sent me to tell you we have company coming over today," Draco panted, having run up three flights of stairs. Carla just nodded her head.

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"Carla, get the door sweetie," her mother had not given her any information on who was coming, it could possibly be 'one of the ladies' as her mum called them, or it could be one of Draco's friends.
Then she reminded herself that her brother had no friends because he was a loner and never went to play out side.

She nervously opened the door and was greeted by a woman with auburn hair and bright green eyes hugging her, not knowing what to do Carla hugged back awkwardly. Behind her stood a man with glasses and brown hair, almost like her own and next to him looked as though he went back in time and bought himself to visit the Malfoy's.
"Oh, dear how wonderful it is to see you again, it has been a while. Oh I remember when you just this big," she held out her arms to around the size of a baby. "hello, please come in," though she hated to say it, she had no foggiest idea whom these people were.

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Half an hour later Carla was on her nimbus, racing Harry, and although she hated to admit it, maybe she liked him a bit. But that was beside the point, the point was that she finally had a friend who believed that it was ok for her to ride on a broom.

It was half past eleven by the time Harry and Carla forced to come inside, much to their dismay, so they had ,of course, devised a plan. Plan for a sleepover...

They had got their way. They were now watching a movie in the cinema, a place Carla was forever scared of because Draco would always hide behind the the seats and scare her.
"Hey Harold? It is ok if I call you Harold? Well too bad cause I'm calling you that anyway," Harry chuckled lightly, "fair warning if I jump into your arms it's because Draco's a twat," Harry looked to her, then moved his arm around her shoulder smiling.

A/N

This is the first book that I've actually published so I hope you guys can vote and read on. If you find any mistakes please let me know in the comments. Also comment what songs you guys want for the chapters and who knows maybe I'll base the chapter around the song...
Peace out
A.M.B

Word count: 545 words