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02

Draco's POV

As my mother and I approached the entrance of Flourish and Blotts, a sudden opening of the door revealed a family of three. "Narcissa! It is a pleasure to see you. How have you been? And this must be Draco? My, how you have grown," the woman, who appeared to know me, exclaimed. "Mar! Is that Y/n already? You look absolutely stunning, my dear. I recall when you were but a mere infant," my mother said as she bent down to take a closer look at the H/c girl.

"My apologies, Y/n. Allow me to introduce Narcissa Malfoy, my former potion partner and one of my closest friends during my time at Hogwarts. She used to visit the manor every month when you were an infant, but both of our families became preoccupied," Mar (as my mother addressed the woman) explained.

"It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mrs. Malfoy," the girl replied, catching my attention with her impeccable manners. "Draco, do introduce yourself, dear," my mother urged. "Greetings, my name is Draco. Draco Malfoy," I announced, holding my head high with pride.

"Y/n Moonstone," the girl smiled and shook my hand. "It is a pleasure to meet you, Y/n," I replied with a smile. "Likewise," Y/n smiled back, leaving me curious as to how someone could be so... beautiful.

"Draco, allow me to introduce you to Aunty Marge Moonstone, my closest friend during my time at Hogwarts, and her husband, Uncle Robert," my mother introduced softly as both adults smiled at me. "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Mr. and Mrs. Moonstone," I greeted with a smile.

As Y/n and I strolled alongside each other, our conversation was light, filled with random questions about one another. Ahead, our parents chatted amicably. I couldn't help but be intrigued by her family; they all possessed a striking allure. Could they possibly be Veelas? My knowledge on them was rather limited, despite my own Veela heritage. All I knew was that they were known for their captivating charm.

The girl had captivated my attention in a sudden, inexplicable manner. The way she tilted her head to look at me... it was endearing, though I struggled to put my feelings into words.

Unable to contain my curiosity, I hurried down the stairs in search of Mother. I found her engrossed in a book within the library, thanks to the guidance of our house elf, Dobby.

"Mother, are the Moonstones Veelas?" I inquired, interrupting her reading. She looked up, considering for a moment. "Marge is, but Robert's father, well, he's one of Ravenclaw's most renowned figures; he's the mind behind the Amortentia potion."

"Ahh, so you think Y/n might end up in Ravenclaw?" I asked, to which Mother chuckled. "I believe so. Why this sudden interest, dear?" she asked, her eyes twinkling knowingly. "Certainly better than Gryffindor. Nothing to fret about, Mother," I reassured her. She let out a small laugh. "I trust you, dear."

A/n: as i warned it wouldn't be exactly like the first chapter.

lovelots<3