Always Yours

The Journey Begins

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To say that she was surprised was definitely an understatement.

Her parents hadn't mentioned anything about Malfoy family whenever they talk about their Hogwarts days to her, not even a slight thing. But then again, not much information were given by them other than the houses thing and the lessons (to be honest, she was looking forward for Potions lesson cause it sounded almost like cooking. Surprise, surprise, Cleo actually liked to cook!).

In a nutshell, whenever Cleo asked further about Hogwarts, they always answered with "just see it yourself", which was after that rewarded by Cleo's whining and constant eyes roll.

"So.. our parents were friends," Cleo murmured slowly, scrunching up her nose in confusion. "but how come they never told me about your family?"

"Don't you think you just asked the wrong person?" he replied coolly with a raised eyebrow then examined his fingers lazily.

Instead of smacking this blonde with her bag, Cleo finally decided to give him a death glare. Seriously, how could a person as annoying as this ever existed? On top of that, why would her parents even want to be friends with this albino's parents? They obviously couldn't be less annoying as their son, could they?

She huffed as she crossed her arms around her body haughtily. "Right. How did you know it was me then? Did you know I was coming to Hogwarts?"

"No, as a matter of fact, I didn't. If it wasn't my friend who told me about this exchange student bullshit, I wouldn't know that you would be here. And second, how many Cleoras out there do you think?"

There was a pregnant pause. He certainly had a point. She had to admit, her name wasn't that common.

"Fair enough. Now, may I have my phone back?"

Draco shook his head, clearly amused at her former fiancee. "Nope. You still haven't shown me how it works."

She groaned in frustration. "You are an insufferable git, you know that?"

"So I've been told several times, yeah."

Cleo rolled her eyes and then let an exaggerated sigh. Darn her parents for sending her to Hogwarts, now she was stuck with annoying-yet-extremely-attractive guy here for God knows how long it would be. No wonder there was no one who sat with him, he probably didn't have many friends.

Meanwhile, Draco just stared at his supposed-to-be fiancée in amusement. He didn't understand why wouldn't she just accio her bloody iPhone with her wand. Didn't she remember that she was a witch at all?

Then it hit him again. Of course she didn't remember.

But, speaking of wand...

"Hey, Ramsey. Where's your wand?" Draco asked, eyeing her appearance again. She didn't seem to have her wand with her.

Her face suddenly brighten at this. She gave him a cute grin before digging through her bag again and pulling out a dark brown looking wand. "Here it is! Look, isn't it lovely?" she beamed, happily showing off her new wand to him.

When she stepped into Ollivander's Wand Shop for the first time, Cleora wasn't sure she would get one because of her non-magic past. But to her relief, after spending fifteen minutes trying out numerous wands and desperately wanted to cry, the choice finally fell on a 11 ¾ inch wand made of English Oak with a unicorn hair as its core. Cleo couldn't help but let out a happy squeal when Mr. Ollivander explained about her wand. People who said unicorns don't exist definitely needed to be smack on the heads.