Chapter 1: Minnesotan Cabin

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Grace:

"Come on Draco," I call to him as I pick up my book back which doubles as all my travel bags and otherwise. We're going to Minnesota. My uncle left the cabin to us for the summer as he's staying in the city for a job.

"Coming!" He yells down. He brings his trunk down with him, "I wish I remembered that spell." He says staring at my school bag.

"The one you remembered only long enough to help me?" I tease. He gives an annoyed look. "Here, put it in." I tell him he does, and takes my hand escorting me to the fire place. "Ready?" I ask him stepping in.

"As much as I'll ever be." He answers as he steps into the fireplace with me. "You know where we're going?"

I nod and take the floo powder for the trip there. "Uncle John Piper's Cabin." I tell the network and soon we're stumbling out of his fireplace.

"This place is huge." Draco says, "And bright." He finishes blocking his eyes from the sun. I draw a few of the blinds and cover the sun it's 300 in the afternoon. We just came from 2200

"Come on, the rooms are upstairs." I tell him.

Once we get settled in the cabin I begin working on lunch.

I knew you were
You were gonna come to me
And here you are
But you better choose carefully
'Cause I, I'm capable of anything
Of anything and everything

Make me your Aphrodite
Make me your one and only
But don't make me your enemy, your enemy, your enemy

So you wanna play with magic
Boy, you should know what you're falling for
Baby do you dare to do this?
Cause I'm coming at you like a dark horse
Are you ready for, ready for
A perfect storm, perfect storm
Cause once you're mine, once you're mine
There's no going back

Mark my words
This love will make you levitate
Like a bird
Like a bird without a cage
But down to earth
If you choose to walk away, don't walk away

It's in the palm of your hand now baby
It's a yes or no, no maybe
So just be sure before you give it all to me
All to me, give it all to me

So you wanna play with magic
Boy, you should know what you're falling for
Baby do you dare to do this?
Cause I'm coming at you like a dark horse
Are you ready for, ready for
A perfect storm, perfect storm
Cause once you're mine, once you're mine
There's no going back

So you wanna play with magic
Boy, you should know what you're falling for
Baby do you dare to do this?
Cause I'm coming at you like a dark horse
Are you ready for, ready for
A perfect storm, perfect storm
Cause once you're mine, once you're mine
There's no going back

"Pretty song," Draco says, "Where did you learn to sing like that?"

"There's not much else to do whilst cleaning an office, plus, the nymph blood, it helps a lot." I tell him as I finish dinner, "Can you set the table?"

"Sure." He says slowly and hesitantly.

"Doesn't have to be fancy, the dishware is in that cabinet, the drawer below it has the flatware, and the glassware is in the cabinet above the stove" I tell him. I put the final touches on dinner and turn to see him still staring at the open drawer and cabinets. "Go sit." I tell him with a sigh. "You are helpless on your own."

"In the muggle world." He finishes.

"You wouldn't have so much trouble if your parents weren't so hellbent to do away with muggles and the muggle-born witches and wizards." I tell him as I come over with two bowls, plates, spoons, forks, knives and glasses. "I was raised by muggles."

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