Malfoy Neighbors

They Had What?-Summer 2 Chapter 1

"What are you doing here, Arrow?" You said opening the window to let in the owl. He flew in hooting and landed on the floor next to (n/n). Arrow didn't have a letter or anything, so it was strange to see him. You walked over to the bird and was petting him when you head Malfoy outside calling for his owl. You rolled your eyes.

"Come on Arrow" You said, walking down stairs. With Arrow flying behind you, you went outside. Malfoy was a ways away, but you told Arrow to go. The owl landed on a tree branch and didn't go anywhere.

"Arrow?!" You called up to the owl. You were to busy trying to get the bird to go home, you didn't notice Malfoy had made his was over.

"There you are boy." He said from right behind you. "What are you doing over here?" You truned to look at the boy you were still mad at.

"Good your here now, you get him to go home." You told Malfoy and walked away. He didn't say anything but watched you walk back inside. You watched him struggle with his owl from your window. An hour went by and Arrow would fly away from Malfoy if he climbed the tree. It seemed like Arrow was mad at him too. You opend your window.

"Is he mad at you too?!" You hollered to Malfoy, who was now resting against the tree trunk.

"Not me, my dad!" He yelled back. Arrow took off from the tree branch and in threw your window.

"Come up here and get him. I'll lock him in my room." You told Malfoy before closing the window. Soon your bedroom door opened and in walked Draco Malfoy.

"Thanks." He said picking up Arrow.

"Why is he mad at your father?" You asked sitting on your bed.

"I'm not sure. I just heard father yelling at Arrow this morning, then Arrow took off." Malfoy went to open the door when Arrow flew off again. The large owl flapped around your room.

"Calm down, calm down." You said calmly walking over to the crazed bird. Malfoy stood by the door watching you.

Draco's pov

Arrow landed on the bench under the window and you slowly petted the top of the birds head. 'Shes so good with animals.' Draco thought and smiled.

"What are you smiling at?" You asked confused, slightly tilting your head to one side.

"You." He said walking over to Arrow.

Your pov

Your heart skipped a beat, and you blushed.

"I'm still mad at you." You said, looking down at Arrow.

"I know." Malfoy said, picking Arrow up again.

"We have to go home." But Arrow didn't want to go. He flapped his wings in disagreement. "We have to, Arrow. If we don't get back soon, father is going to be angrier." Arrow kept it up and Malfoy was fighting to keep Arrow calm.

"It's ok Arrow." You taped the birds head gently. Arrows wings fell to his side. "You can come back tonight, ok? But for now, go home so Draco doesn't get into trouble." You opended the door to let them out.

"Thanks, (y/n)." Malfoy said before he walked out and headed home.

"I'm still mad at you." You said as you watched him walk home with Arrow sorrowing behind him. Why did he like you; you, a 'mudblood'?  You didn't hate him. You told him you did but that was a lie. You liked him and he liked you. You knew he liked you. He knew you knew, but he had lost your trust. He had hurt you with the statement he made to his freinds; even if it wasn't really them. Draco Malfoy was still a strange kid, but you had some how fallen for him. You still watched them as they shrunk smaller and smaller until they eventually vanished from site.

After dinner and a long bath, you climbed into bed with (n/n). You layed there holding onto your niffler while you started thinking again. 'I wish things were different. He says he cares but it's just him trying to get close again. Draco hurt me. He told Potter and Weasley that he wanted to help Slytherins heir, though he thought it was Grabbe and Goyle. Why does he keep comming around when you told him you hated him?' These questions kept you awake for a few hours before you realized you needed to talk to him. You needed him to answer these qustions. You slowly drifted off to sleep.

You woke a few hours later to (n/n) tapping your face. You sat up and put the niffler on the floor.

"You know we can't." You heard your mom's voice from the other room. You climbed out of bed and slowly crept down the hall.

"You must." A fermiler voice said. You peeked into the room the voice came from. The door was cracked open, so peering in wasn't exactly hard. You weren't allowed in that room. The door was alway locked, so you didn't even know what was in there. Standing in the room were your parents with someone. You couldn't tell who it was but you could see the outline of the person.

"Then help us get out wands back." You father wasn't happy. He sounded angery.

'Their wands? What is going on?' You thought.

"That's not going to be easy. If the ministry took them, your not going to get them back." The other man said. "They were snapped, remember? You don't need them anyways." (N/n) ran inside and you panicked. You sprinting back to your room and slipped back into bed. Your mom opend you door a few seconds later.

"You still sleeping?" You didn't dare respond or move in anyway. You felt something being placed on the foot of your bed and then the door closed and latched. You set up to find the silhouette of (n/n). Truning on your bedside lamp, you noticed (n/n) holding his paw out.

"What do you have there?" You took what the niffler was handing you. In your hand you held a black pearl. 'What is this?' You looked up to see (n/n) handing you something else. In his paw was a peice of paper. You took and read it.

In this little pearl,
Is every thing you seek.

So if you feel a swearl,
Of feelings that may leak.

Give it a good trawl,
And just take a peak.

You read the rhyme over and over. It didn't make sence. You trawled it in your fingers; nothing. You spun it on your desk; nothing. You looked closing at the black pearl in your finders. What was it? Was it just a normal pearl? You opend the desk dower and droped it inside before going back to bed.