Love, Draco and Y/n

Chapter 1

Hey Loves! Just an FYI, in this story, your name is Grace Armstrong, for now. If you don't like it, you can pretend, but for now, that's what it is.

G r a c e A r m s t r o n g

I woke up with a start on an icy morning to see someone loudly rapping on my door... I focused on a blue hem brushing the floor. I followed it up to a pale blue skirt, and a white shirt that was tucked in very tight. This lady's curls fell to her shoulders, and her smile warmed me up. A pair of giant green eyes overlooked me gently. She extended a large, steaming mug in her pale hand. Unsure if this was a dream, I stared back frozen. I think then, she gave up giving me the mug, because she set it on the small table nest to where I was.

"Hello Miss..."

"Armstrong," I replied.

"Ok, Miss Armstrong, I need you to come with me real quick. We can go whenever you would like after we talk, just we have to be back before noon. Do you have anything to put on to wear? We're going to talk at the mall," she explained.r

Her eyes trailed from my shabby cot, to my tiny closet. I could see it in her eyes. I always saw it when I went out. I could see that pity in her eyes. And I wanted to pound it out of her.

"If you don't have anything, I will get you something," She said, feeling bad.

Yea, good choice lady.

I guess she thought I looked confused or something, so she said, "Oh dear, I'm very sorry. I must've given you a little fright. My name is Ornella Zambini. (idk what her name is, so i made it up!) I'm not quite sure, but you might know my son, Blaise? I think he's your age. He's almost 13, in a couple of weeks. When's your birthday?"

"I'm sorry, but who are you? Nope, never heard of the Zambini's, so yea. And there's this now. I don't know when my birthday is, because my parents gave me away when I was young. And also, even if I did know, this shelter wouldn't give a sh!t about it," I replied coldly.

"How about I get you something to eat, then something to wear, then we go to the mall and hang out, ok?" Mrs. Zambini asked.

"Ok, but one question." I paused. "Two actually now that I think about it."

"Yes dear?"

"First, how will we get there?"

"You'll see, don't worry."

"And two, you aren't going to...like...um...hurt me...right?" I questioned. Looking back, I guess I was just nervous. I mean, you would be too, if some lady came in and was like, "Oh, lets go to the mall!" Anyways...

"Oh dear, I wouldn't even dream about it. You are so pretty!"

" Yeah, yeah, but still. How are we gonna get there? It's not like I have a car hanging around here somewhere!"

With that, she took my arm, and it felt like I was getting squeezed down a tube, and I couldn't breathe.

Hey Loves!!! How did you like chapter 1? I think it might have been a little confusing, but what do y'all think? If you have any suggestions, please tell! Also, if you feel like I'm coping someone, please tell me. And please don't copy my work. I work so hard, and I don't want someone to plagiarize work.

QOTD: If you could play quidditch, what position? Another option: In the stands!!!

me personally i would choose seeker!

So, that's it, see you later Loves!