I met the angel on devil's halo

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Harry POV

Obviously I wont,I change my mind.

Beside.... Draco's a man full of shits.

his obsessed to himself and thats so
fucking annoying.

I grab the basket full of foods that Mione shop at diagon alley.

"Harry,hold that we'll be back, just stay there."Hermione strictly
said together with Ron.I nodded as I take a sip at my butterbeer.

I never listen at anyone so I went a stroll at nearby stores,While drinking I bumped into someone and accidentally spilled my drink at his suit."Watch where you going!"

The man said in frustration, He had blond hair and grey ice,He wears expensive crap that made me to looked at him in confuse but changes in snickered when I realized it was Draco Malfoy, that spoiled brat.

"Do you know how much this cost?"
He let a malice smirk form when he notice it was me, harry potter."25 dollars?"I utter jokily."What?"He made a grimace.I snicker in glee when I saw him frustrate again

"35? 47? 50?" I guess mischievously,

"You know in law of richness I never
understand every crap."I take a sip and gave my uncared visage."Oh how cute so naive as ever."He smirked.

"Oh sire! what happen to your cloth?"
One of his personal steward exclaim.

Wow, Sweet beard of merlin he looks like one of a VIP at wizarding gala event.

"Its nothing."Draco glanced to the man,

"Your mother would like to see you sire."The man added, Draco nodded and gave me a sexy wink before he walks away.

"Nice to see you potter."He grinned with his evil eye, blazing on fire.

"Damn what was that?"I murmured, much baffled.I shrugged my shoulder, and tried to forget it.Along the way, I saw women dress with all their gaiety and silver suit wears by their man, they all look bloody rich.

Much like golden galleon.

"Bloody hell! Malfoy's donated 3 million dollar at hogwarts for
students up to 5th and seventh year!" A man gasp, reading the daily prophet
I was about to take any closer steps when someone stop me.

"Harry, there you are!"Hermione utter worriedly, "What are you doing here?"She asked, and glanced at the crowd."Nothing," I lied,Im just curious like F malfoys wasnt like this.I mean they were corrupt, ugly, mortally rich right?

"Rich are different, you cant change that."Ginny barbed.Yeah she's right anyways.but draco looks different from them.

I mean I can see he didnt fake his smile.

his an asshole sometimes but theres a
glint of kindness at him.

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Draco POV

I was kinda annoyed when someone bump me and spilled a drink at my suit but then it all faded when I notice it was harry, He never change, mischief as ever.

He was my former enemy until we all
finished our year at hogwarts.I was really surprise because he mostly spend his summer days at privet dive, it wonders me why his here.

Oh maybe he rather spend his time with the weasley, How predictable it was.

But anyway,I wasnt here to criticize them,I was here because I donated, I think it would be a great opportunity for me to do this even though my mom and dad were really against this.

They were bloody selfish at all.

Financial systerm where competition is lacking, economy was highly concentrate reason for there appear to be virtually no innovation.

They all think we're filthy rich but the
truth is yes, they are, but Im not a part
of it. I never inherit my family's money.

"Draco."I was interrupted when I heard my mom, "Oh dear what the
hell happened to your suit?!"She
sputtered."Im just clumsy that I made
a mess."I briefly said,

"You must maintain your good posture, your a malfoy!"She added,

"Whatever mom."I cross my arm and
turn the chair away from her.

"Your list of hiring servant went high, any plan with it?"My mother arch an eyebrow, while reading the resume.

My mood shifted to serious as I take
a sighed and confront her.

"Cancel them all."I utter boringly, still not satisfied with it."Your works are getting heavier plus we'll be out for business trip for next week, you need new ones."

She counselled.

My mood brightened when an idea pop on my mind.

"Sent an appointment for ottery st.
catchpole."I said in rushed and throw the resume list it at the chimney."For what?"She chuckled, hands on her hips.

"I think I might know someone who can be my personal servant."

I smirked, Image of him was all on
my head.I cant help but to think of it.

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