Enchanted
Draco has known magic his whole life. It's in the pixies that tell him how pretty his hair is at home. It's in the way Kreacher smiles softly at him as he shows him wandless magic. It's the way his mother and his cousin laugh in the kitchen. It's been everywhere around him, so he knows what magic looks like but this is the first time he's been breathless in the face of it.
They are 10 when they first meet, at a ball on Halloween night.
Every year the old families gather, they celebrate the time after Voldemort's demise, they gather to pay respects, and for his mother, they gather to show penance. His cousin is a war hero they say, his mother is a social pariah, but where cousin Reg goes she goes. Usually it's a whole ordeal at home (there's usually a lot of pacing involved), but as far as everyone else is concerned Reg drags Cissa to these events not the other way around.
"Come along Draco there's so many people you have to meet" his mother pushes him forward to a set of old looking people in dusty robes. It's his first Halloween ball and he's nervous (he was already told by Reg that people will stare) Draco is only now starting to believe him. He didn't think they would all be old people though. But his mother is swiftly walking him through the room and introducing him as she goes.
He lost track of names ages ago.
"Draco, honey" his mother's hand on his back moves him toward a small family in the corner, one tall man with glasses, an equally tall woman with red hair and a boy with the most unruly hair and the prettiest eyes he's ever seen. He's handsome and Draco is enchanted. It's magic.
"This is Mr. Potter and Ms. Evans" she motions at the two older people who smile kindly at him "and this is their son Harry"
His mother pushes him a little more before he finally looks away from the boy to stare up at Harry's parents "Hello, it's very nice to meet you." He shakes both of their hands and the woman smiles brighter.
"Oh hello Draco it's very nice to meet you too" the red haired woman smiles as the older man nods, "You know you look a lot like an old friend of mine" Mr. Potter smiles "I wonder if your cousin Reg is around here somewhere"
Draco finds himself nodding along, "Yes sir, Reg is here." He chances a look around the room but doesn't see him, "I think I last saw him talking to Mr. Dumbledore, sir"
"Narcissa" Ms. Evans gasps "How did you teach him such great manners?" At this, his mother lets out a small chuckle before she leans over and says something too quiet for the rest of them to hear. Ms. Evans lets out a bemused laugh and places a hand on Harry's dark hair, getting his attention "You gotta be friends with this boy honey" she winks at Draco "we need to undo what Pads has done to you"
Harry scoffs and mumbles under his breath. It earns a look from Mr. Potter and Ms. Evans just pats his hair like she would a dog.
Draco puts his hand out for the handsome boy, his hand is terribly sweaty "Nice to meet you Harry"
He can feel his cheeks grow red as that boy glares at him, but shakes his hand anyway "Nice to meet you as well"
After a few more pleasantries, Draco and Narcissa eventually find Reg hiding in an alcove having what his mother calls 'a tantrum'. Draco, who never once understood a social cue, instantly starts telling him all about how he's fallen in love.
"Must run in the family" Narcissa murmurs.
"It's a bloody curse" Reg mumbles.
"He's so handsome" Draco gushes.
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When he finally makes it up to his room he is too giddy to sleep. He leans against his door and sighs like all the heroines in the movies Dora has shown him. He feels like Lizzie falling in love with Mr. Darcy.
He's in love. He muffles a giggle in his hands and flings himself onto his bed grasping a pillow to his chest.
They'll be going to school together and they will fall in love and go to balls and dance under the moonlight. He'll get a kiss under the full moon and they will get married in the spring because spring is definitely the best time to get married.
He has so much to learn and not much time to do it if they want to get married the spring after 7th year. He knows nothing about being in love and he can't ruin it.
Later he writes a letter and Dora helps set up a movie marathon specifically for note taking.
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At the Potter house, specifically 3 doors on the left from the kitchen, Harry will not remember the blonde boy from the party after a couple days. And somewhere in the House of Black Regulus sighs into a cup of tea while Narcissa laughs into hers.