Starlight

Chapter 3

Why is it me that has to take the shit? 

Like Draco, the little bitch pisses me off, and then I grab his hand tightly and get in trouble for doing so. I am a good 90% sure that I outrank the little fucker, but noooo, let's focus on the fact that he is being a little baby over the fact that I bent his finger a little to drop him like a stone.

"-like some animal, I am the heir to the Noble and Ancient House of Malfoy. My father will make sure you regret everything, you-"

I promptly return to ignoring him, much like the shopkeep is and continue on with my business. 

We get me all measured up for a wand which gets made quickly, which ends up being expensive as hell. However, its fine, as I am loaded. I had been ignoring him for the better part of an hour at this point.

"Hey, listen to me, why aren't you listening? I am an important figure and you hurt me, you will face retribution, my father-" 

Okay, in my defence, if you can't defend yourself with your own abilities, you shouldn't use others. It's just offensive to those that can use their own... so I plead the fifth for my actions.

"First of all, you don't scare me because you aren't threatening me with your own power. Second, are you attention starved or something, like do you not have friends or something? Because all that I can hear is you trying to one-up me, which tends to point to having no social skills at all. I think you would be a nice person if you stepped out of your dad's shadow. Also, go and get yourself some personal skills, like fighting or some shit like that." I gave him a look at this, he had become a flustered mess, but then realized it was a useless battle to be fighting and kinda gave. As I walked away he seemed to be arguing with himself. 

He just after a moment of mental debate, nodded and then followed me out. Then he started to talk like a normal kid, not some entitled bastard.

"Okay, I am sorry about that. I will reintroduce myself; I am Draco Malfoy, I have 2 friends, Theo Nott and Blaise Zabini. I like the colour blue and my favourite food is ice cream. I dislike having to pretend I am someone I am not and neon green. I enjoy reading and making new friends. I hope to become a potions master and to help with Magical relations with muggles. What about you?"

I knew he was just an insecure kid! Also, he is my new favourite magical kid, I haven't met many, but at least he is willing to admit that he fucked up.

"I am Cassieopia Bay. I have some friends, but they are part of the muggle Russian Mafia, my neighbour 'Ry, and my owl. I like the colours purple, blue and green. My favourite food is chocolate. I dislike my parents, abusive people, and bright pink. I enjoy learning about history and finding ways to improve the present. I plan on making the Russian Mafia take over the world either that or maybe becoming a teacher of magical history. I can't pick what one though. Don't give me that look, I am new to this okay?"

He gave me an assessing glance and then stared me straight in the eyes to promptly say, "Both are possible, and I will stick by you to achieve your dream if you help me achieve mine?" He then turned nervous, like he was afraid that I would say no, and that is was a terrible idea hurried to explain himself, "But only if you want to! You don't have to, but I just thought..."

The poor thing has no faith in himself. I will fix that... plus, a leader is only as good as her soldiers. Or minions in this case. 

"It's fine Dray, I assume that its fine to call you Dray?" At his nod, I continued on, "I need people to back me up, and you are in dire need of a big helping of self-confidence. Take me to your parents and I will explain my case for letting you stay the remainder of the summer with me." As we walked into Diagon Alley again I spotted Harry again, but this time I was determined to make him and Draco meet.