Transfer 《draco malfoy》

2. Settling In

Hogwarts.

Apparently, that's the name of the new school mother's transferring me to. I literally can't believe I have to show my face at a brand new school and in less than six weeks. I'm trying to think of it as an opportunity to start fresh, but I still might fuck it up.

As mother pulls into the driveway I can't help but awe at the sight of our new house, well if you could even call it a house. The glass windows make it easy to see into our house which gives me a little anxiety, but we don't have any neighbors so I guess it's fine. I don't understand why mother bought a house to fit a family of ten, but I'm not complaining.

¨Holy shit," I mutter and mother shoots me a pointed look.

I always knew mother was rich, hell she could lend a million galleons to every wizarding family in America and it still wouldn't cause a dent to her bank account.

Mother pops the trunk as I head towards the back. The reason as to why mother decided to put our boxes in the trunk when we could've used a muggle moving company is beyond me.

¨Locomotor boxes,¨ I cast non-verbally.

My eyes widen as we enter the foyer. If I thought the exterior was nice, it is nothing compared to the interior.

I go to unpack a box labeled 'kitchen' when mother softly grabs my wrist.

¨Don't worry about these boxes, I'll unpack them.¨

I furrow my eyebrows in confusion wondering how the hell she can unpack all this by herself.

¨Are you sure, I don't mind helping you,¨ I offer still confused.

¨Yes I'm sure, just focus on unpacking your room. ¨ mother replies letting go of my wrist.

I huff, ¨Oh alright.¨

I go to make my way up the stairs stopping to ask where my room is. ¨The third door to your right.¨ mother answers. I nod in reply walking towards my bedroom.

¨What. The. Hell." is all I say walking into my room noticing how big it is. ¨Accio boxes.¨ When all my boxes land in my room I start unpacking the box labeled 'clothes'. I listen to ¨Sweater Weather¨ to help the time pass.

An hour later I finish unpacking and plop down on my bed. I look up at the tapestry on the ceiling letting out a deep sigh. Moving countries really does exhaust you. I roll onto my stomach getting ready to take a quick power.

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3 hours later I wake up feeling much better. I look over to digital alarm clock in my nightstand seeing it's only 3:55. I decide to leave my room and explore the rest of the house.

I enter what I assume is the main living room and see mother lying on the couch watching 'Legally Blonde'. I smile softly remembering mother can watch that movies for hours on end without growing bored. I also love that movie, but personally, the second one sucked.

Mother notices my footsteps and turns to look at me. ¨How was your rest dear?¨ she asks.

¨Just what I needed.¨

¨It's still early, why don't you go out and do something,¨ mother suggests.

¨Uhm okay, I guess I could go window shopping.¨

Mother lets out a short chuckle, ¨Aurelia don't be absurd, go and by something enjoyable for yourself.¨

¨Oh alright," I respond putting on my sweater,¨I'll be back in an hour.¨

¨Have fun.¨ is all I hear as I walk out the door.