Chapter 9
Chapter 9
Hagrid instructed harry to pick out one of the artifacts on his list and that would be the first thing they would go for. Harry picked his robes. He had always wanted some clothes to himself, not just some stupid hand me down clothes from Dudley that were always too big for him! Hagrid brought him over to the store. The store belonged to a woman, mrs Malkins. She was a kind woman who enjoyed sewing and gave out cookies to the younger kids that entered her shop. So Hagrid told Harry. He was excited to meet her. As they walked in Hagrid went and sat with the other parents and harry went over to the separate room where, supposedly, mrs Malkins was. As she saw him she smiled brightly and walked up to him, telling the blond boy who was getting fitted to wait a second. She helped Harry pick a uniform that about fit him "you’re remarkably small for an 11 year old" she remarked. Harry felt a pair of eyes on him and turned around. There he met the most beautiful pair of silver eyes he had ever seen. He saw the boys face contort in a sort of odd expression. A mix of curiosity, adoration and utter shock. They stared for a bit until mrs Malkins cleared her throat. The blond boy turned beet red and turned away from Harry. Harry glanced over at mrs Malkins, she was wearing a knowing smirk which only made Harry even more embarrassed. She helped Harry up the step as, as she had remarked, he was remarkably small for an 11 year old. Mrs Malkins began twirling her fingers around, needles and thread flying everywhere, adjusting the size of the uniform. Harry sneaked glances at the boy, hoping to see those beautiful silver eyes once more. And to his surprise, a couple of times, their gaze met. Harry suddenly froze as he heard mrs Malkins leave the room. She was humming the entire time so it wasn’t hard to notice she had left. The room fell silent. So silent, Harry actually began praying to Athena, hoping to get her help with this boy who had clearly been blessed by Aphrodite herself. He could swear that the owl statues (that for some unknown reason were everywhere) were getting tired of hearing him think about this boy.
Finally the silence was broken, by non other than the golden haired beauty that stood next to him. "You’re going to Hogwarts too then?" Harry stared at the boy in awe, even his voice was like music to his ears, reminding him of a dream he had once had with the beautiful woman. He had heard her laugh, something forever engrained into him. How he loved that laugh. He realized he had been quiet for too long and blurted out "oh uh haha yeah i guess so! You too?" The boy stared, he just asked if you are going to go there Harry why else would he ask that?! Harry made a mental note that he should slap himself later on. Surprisingly the boy didn’t call him an idiot and ignore him for the rest of the session. Instead he laughed. He had the same laugh as that woman. Harry couldn’t help but smile, the sound of that boys laughter was so refreshing, he could listen to it over and over again for ever. He wanted to keep him laughing. The boy flashed him a smile "i would shake your hand but i can’t quite move what with all the needles flying around." Harry joked. The boy laughed again. Gods how harry loved that sound. "I like the way you talk" the boy said between laughter. "It makes you sound sweet” Harry felt confused. No one had ever complimented his speech impediment before. "I’m Draco, Draco Malfoy" the bo-Draco beamed. Harry had never heard a more beautiful name "i’m Harry, Harry Potter" Draco’s eyes widened, "are you really?" Draco asked shocked. Harry nodded his head. "Wow… thats amazing!" Draco looked as if he had just seen a shooting star. Harry thought if he were to die right now he would be satisfied with his life. "Do you have the scar then?" Harry then felt his whole world shatter in a second. The smile dropping from his face in an instant. The wretched scar that had made him so miserable for 11 years, was that what made him famous? Harry could, no would not believe it. Draco seemed to have noticed the sudden change in his demeanor as he was now staring at Harry, unsure of what to do, seeming to want to utter words he dared not say. Draco looked back, to the room where the parents stood. "I’m sorry" he whispered. Harry wasn’t sure he had actually heard it. It was almost inaudible. he sounded so nervous and so scared to say it. But Harry was so sure he had said it. As harry was about to speak again, mrs Malkins walked back in. "All all right loves?" She asked sweetly. Approaching them. She looked at Draco and circled him for a bit. "Right then you’re all done love you can go" her voice was sweet as honey, but her words stung like a thousand bees. Harry watched as Draco hurriedly jumped off the stool and walked with a quick pace to the other room. "See you at Hogwarts!" Harry finally had the courage to say. Draco paused. He was hesitant. He looked to the room where the parents were and back to Harry, though Harry did not understand, and nodded his head while giving a small smile. He then left Harry on his own in the shop…
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