is he mine?

malfoy manor

Opia Merlin was her name. Opia meaning the ambiguous intensity of looking someone in the eyes and Merlin from her distant relative, the Prince of Enchanters from middle ages.

Opia previously lived with her mother in France,attending the Beauxbâtons in Pyrenees mountains, south of France. From her mother's recent 'arrangements' Opia left and came to live with her father in England.

It was the summer transitioning from 2nd year to 3rd year meaning a new school to start for Opia. She was planning on attending Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry in September; but for now it was 21st August today and in the late afternoon her and her father will be attending an evening party at Malfoy manner.

i was letting her hair dry naturally while doing my makeup. i may not have enjoyed the process of the makeup but her father said that the people she will be meeting today are very important and so 'must make the best impression' of herself that i can. i then walked to the wardrobe and admired the sage green silk dress in front of me; it was a dazzling piece of clothing that could catch the eye of anyone looking at her. Slipping it on, i adored how the neck of the dress dangled delicately below her chest bone but still outlined my alluring body. i then slipped on my basic black stiletto heels and went to find father in his study.

"hey, how do i look?" i questioned, hoping for a positive reply.

"you look stunning, that green really brings out your eyes" he said.

"can i just ask how are we going to get to the party?" i asked.

"we're going to apparite of course look just hold my hand and hang on tight" her dad said. i obeyed and black smoke suddenly started to surround them and wirl around them, in no time we were in front of what a mansion.
i dusted myself off swiftly and followed father to the doors of the mansion. father walked in leaving the door open for his daughter, leaving me to close the door behind. the manor was massive, the biggest i've ever seen, i looked around the place i was standing, i've never been somewhere so colossal before, even the door i walked through appear to never end in the sky. i turned ahead of her when she heard  a voice.

"ah, Mr Merlin i knew you wouldn't miss the party" A man with long icy blonde hair said with his grey eyes darting back and forth between me and father.

"I was just running fashionably late" He said still dusting himself off.
"and who is this?" the man said with a poker expression.
"ah this is my daughter opia" her father said with pride.

"I'm Lucius Malfoy, a good friend of your fathers, may i ask what year you are in for you study's?" Lucius directed towards me, with his nose in the air giving his hand. i gave my hand back leaving Malfoy to kiss the back of it.

" I'll be going into my third year in September, Mr Malfoy" i spoke in a nervous voice.

"oh please call me Lucius" Malfoy said giving my hand back.

"I have a son going into the same year as you let me go get him while you wait here" Lucius suggested as he swiftly walked away to what appeared to be a great hall. In no time Lucius came back with a boy that appeared to be the same age as me. He was tall around 6ft and he had similar features to his dad with his blonde hair being shorter, cut just above his ear, but covered apart of his forehead and eyebrows but you could still see his frosty grey eyes. Both Lucius and his son were in front of us. his son gave his hand to me offering  to take it.
"hi i'm Draco Malfoy and you are?" He said with no emotion in his voice.
" I'm Opia,Opia Merlin" i say in a light delicate tone.

an: first part to my first fanfic. ik it is brief but i have lots of ideas for it to get better.