Why does she look like a Malfoy?
Celeste Starling has had a very unfortunate life; found in front of an orphanage at four years old, adopted a few months later then and loosing her adoptive parents in a car accident at the age of six.
Now the fiftee...
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WEEKS
went by and Celeste's new obsession of finding the truth about her past had faded away. She had nearly forgotten the thing and had happily moved on with her life. Celeste would spend her days with her friends ― taking classes and doing some extra studying later on which didn't please Ron Weasley.
While Celeste hasn't found out anything about her past, she had found out that the paper Luna reads every day was a paper her father owns. Celeste thought it was really sweet and she even had a long talk with Luna about her father Xenophilius Lovegood and Luna had promised that Celeste could meet him some day.
The last Quidditchmatch of the semester was played by Gryffindor against Ravenclaw on the last Saturday of May, leading to Gryffindor defeating Ravenclaw. When everyone ran to the victories to congratulate them, Celeste and Beth walked slowly towards the loosing team, their team.
"This people takes this very seriously," Celeste laughed and twirled around as they walked. "But then again it's better than listen to that awful professor Umbridge."
"You're very right about that," Beth chuckled and skipped around, making Celeste do the same thing.
Narcissa Malfoy decided to come and see Quidditch match, which was very unlike her but she wanted to see Draco after the match since he has been so occupied with school ― meaning that Narcissa hasn't heard from her son in weeks. Narcissa stood at the edge of the field when she heard the same giggle she heard few weeks ago.
She turned her head from one side to another few times, scanning the scene and looking for the source. Finally she noticed the same giggling, happy blond girl she saw at the bookstore. Like instinct she decided to walk towards the girl for a reason she wasn't even quite sure of; even though she wasn't that far away for some reason the walk to the girl felt like eternity. When Narcissa was finally close enough so she could touch the girl, she started to back down.
I'm just loosing my mind she thought to herself but before she got to turn around, Celeste turned and faced her.
"Oh hello," Celeste said and flashed the most beautiful smile ever. "You're the lady from the bookstore, am I correct?"
Narcissa stared at Celeste. "Umm yes, that's right," Narcissa tried to smile. "H-how was the book?"
"It was very good," Celeste said. "And the ice cream recommendation, that was really good. I liked it a lot," she giggled.
