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A/N: JUST A REMINDER... Draco and Hermione are still very young. Which means Draco is innocent still and doesn't know about purebloods vs muggle borns yet. That's why he's nice towards Hermione. In the future chapters, he will be like his real older self.




CHAPTER 2

"Draco, what did your parents tell you about talking to muggles! Your father would be so livid if he saw you talking to that girl" The nanny scowled at young Draco as they entered the Malfoy Manor.

Draco rushed inside the living room and climbed on top of the couch to sit. "Father wouldn't know unless you told him. If you tell father, I'll tell him you brought me to a muggle place!" He gave her an arrogant smirk.

What an ungrateful spoiled brat! The nanny thought to herself angrily as she busied inside the kitchen. "Next time when I'm doing errands, you stay here with the house elves."

Draco stood up on the couch and glared at his nanny, "Stop telling me what to do. Just wait until my father finds out where you took me!"

"Don't you use that tone with me, Draco!" The nanny scowled at him. "You're only five, so show some respect."

Draco glared at his nanny before stomping upstairs to his bedroom. He slammed the door shut and climbed on top of his bed, feeling confused and angry.

What's so bad about muggles? Draco asked himself. He turned to lay on his side, watching the trees waving with the wind. I forgot why father said muggles are bad.

He sat up and thought of ways to see his new muggle friend again.





The next day, Hermione asked her mother if she could tag along with her at work.

"Okay, Hermione, but stay at the kids section." Mrs Granger called out to Hermione.

Hermione nodded and quickly got a book. She looked around the area to see if Draco was there, but couldn't find him.

He'll probably come later, Hermione thought to herself. She sat on the same bench and began to read.

Seconds turned to minutes and minutes turned to hours. Hermione couldn't help but keep looking at the entrance door to see if he arrived.

"Hermione, dear." Mrs Granger found Hermione looking a more books. "Come on, my shift is done. Let's go home."

Hermione looked at her mother and nodded. She quickly glanced around the area and couldn't help but feel slightly disappointed that she didn't see Draco today. She took her mother's hand and walked outside with her.




Weeks has gone by, and Draco still never showed up to the bookstore. Hermione began to feel angry with him for not fulfilling his promise to her, that she gave up waiting for him; She only showed up every other days with her mother. She glared at the entrance door, and sat on the usual bench. She opened her book and stared at the pictures first before reading.

"What are you reading, Herminee?" A voice asked.

Hermione snapped her head up. Draco was walking towards her, wearing a satisfied grin on his face. Hermione suddenly felt giddy that he arrived and grinned back.

"Where were you?" She asked, scooting over to make room for him.

Draco frowned, "It was hard coming back here. I had to ask my house elves to apparate me here, since I don't know how."

Hermione stared at Draco, before bursting out laughing. "House elves? There are no such thing as elves!"

He glared at the laughing girl and crossed his arms. "Yes there is. You're a muggle, that's why you can't see them."

She rolled her eyes, "Okay sure." She giggled and glanced at Draco. "Your eyes are all silvery and gray. Hmm... I like it."

Draco grinned, "Thanks. You have poop colored eyes. Also, is your hair always that big?"

Hermione glared at him and turned her attention to her book.

He looked at the book in her hands and asked, "So what's this book about?"

Hermione closed the book to show him the cover. "It's about magic."

Draco's face beamed, "Do you like magic?"

She shook her head and laughed, "There's no such thing as magic, Drake."

He frowned at her, but didn't say anything. She's a muggle. She doesn't know. He thought to himself.

They started talking and walking around the bookstore. Draco thought it would be funny to mess with Hermione by snatching every book she took out and put it back on the shelves. Of course, Hermione got upset about that and kept bossing him around about not to do this and not to do that.

Few weeks has gone by, and Draco managed to keep seeing her thanks to his house elves. He has grown to like Hermione as a friend, and still didn't understand how muggles are so bad. Hermione was very kind to him, funny even. At times, she would boss him around and annoy him by acting as if she knows everything, but even he does that.

One day, when Mrs Granger told Hermione they're leaving, Hermione told Draco to meet her at a park.

"You see that park over there?" She dragged Draco outside, and pointed at a park across the street.

"Yes." He said, squinting his eyes from the sun light.

"Meet me there at one." She said, waving good-bye to him.

Draco nodded and quickly took off with the house elf.

"Young Master is not suppose to talk with the enemy" The house elf said, after he apparated them back to the manor.

Draco looked at the house elf, "She's not an enemy. She's my friend" He stomped upstairs and hid himself in his bedroom.




"There you are!" Hermione sighed, running towards Draco. He was sitting on a swing, waiting for her.

"Took you long enough" Draco glared at her, getting off the swing and coming to her side.

Hermione waved her hand dismissively. "I'm here, aren't I? Let's play, I'm kind of tired staying at the same place all the time"

Draco nodded and followed her around the park. They played on the swings, the slides, and started digging holes inside the sandbox.

"What do you want to be when you grow up, Drake?" Hermione asked, as she piled a bunch of sand together.

Draco shrugged, "I want to be a Quidditch player. Father brought me a toy broomstick, but it can't fly too high"

Hermione stared at Draco in a funny expression. "Quidditch?"

Draco looked up and grinned, "It's my favorite sport. What about you?"

Hermione continued working on the sand, "No idea yet. I can't wait til school starts, though."

Draco nodded, "Me too! I'm either going to a school called Durmstrang or Hogwarts. Father wants me to go to Durmstrang, but mother thinks it's too far."

"Hmmm" Hermione hummed absently, not knowing what those schools are. She got up and added water on a bucket she found, and poured it on the sand, trying to build a sand castle. Draco followed her and poured more water in the sand, helping her out.

When they were finished, Hermione sat back and grinned. "Our castle looks ugly."

Draco laughed, "If only I had a wand, I could fix it"

Hermione laughed along, thinking he was joking. "Yup! Hey wait here, I want to give you something."

Draco nodded and watched Hermione running towards her house. He looked back at their creation and destroyed it with his foot. He heard footsteps and saw Hermione running towards him.

"You ruined our castle." Hermione gasped, looking at the sand.

Draco shrugged, "What was it you wanted to show me?"

Hermione's frown was quickly replaced with a smile. She shoved her hands in her pocket and drew out a simple silver chained necklace with a blue bead on the center, and handed it to him.

"A girl's necklace?" Draco frowned, looking at the jewelry.

"It's not a girl necklace, Drake! It's a friendship necklace. Here look," She drew out a necklace on her neck that has been hiding under her shirt. It's identical to Draco's but hers had a pink bead. "See? Mine is pink for a girl and yours is blue for boy. Wearing it is a sign of our friendship."

Draco stared at the girl and then back to the necklace. He didn't really like the necklace, but his mother always taught him good manners. "Thank you." He put it on and hid it under his shirt, just like Hermione.

She beamed at him, "Now whenever we look at it, we'll always remember our first best friend."

Draco grinned, "Best friends."

He watched Hermione play in the sand and couldn't help but feel extremely happy to have her as a friend. They continued enjoying each others company, until Hermione's mother called after her.

"Want to play again tomorrow?" Hermione asked, getting up and dusting the sand off of her.

"Okay." Draco nodded, grinning.

Hermione beamed at him, "I'll meet you here at the sandbox" She ran towards her mother and waved good-bye to Draco.




"Where have you been, Draco?" Lucius Malfoy asked Draco, who had just apparated inside the manor with a house elf.

"No where" Draco said shortly, afraid of what his father would say.

Lucius raised an eyebrow and turned to the house elf. "Where have you been taking my son?"

The house elf looked between Lucius and Draco in a frightened expression.

"Twinky? I asked you a question. Answer me." Lucius coldly commanded.

"Sir, young Master has asked me to take him into a muggle place. He has been seeing a girl there" The house elf name Twinky replied, bowing slightly to her older master.

Draco gulped silently, as Lucius turned his attention to him."Twinky, you are not to take him out there anymore. If you do, you shall be punished, understand?"

Twinky nodded and bowed down again.

"Now, get out of my sight. I need to speak to teach my son a lesson" Lucius dismissed Twinky. Once she was gone, he turned to Draco.

"Fratenizing with muggles?" Lucius asked, "What did I tell you about them?"

"She was really kind, father." Draco replied with his head down. "She wasn't all bad."

"Not all bad? Draco, muggles are savages!" Lucius snapped, "You are forbidden to be talking to that insolent girl who might have poisoned your brain by now. You shall only go there if we have some business in the muggle world. But you may never see her again."

Draco felt like a knot has been tied tightly inside his stomach. He liked Hermione, she was his only friend. But he was scared of what his father would say, so he didn't want to disappoint him.

"Okay, father." Young Draco said, his head down still.

Lucius sighed deeply, "I have a few friends that has children your age. I think they would be a better influence to you."

Draco nodded, "Yes, father."

Right on cue, the doorbell rang. A house elf appeared in front of the door, and opened it.

"Ah! Right on time!" Lucius greeted his friends. He quickly got up and introduced the children to Draco.

"Draco, where's you manners? Introduce yourself to these children." Narcissa scowled at her son, as she came rushing downstairs to greet her guests.

Draco watched four children walking towards him, and began talking. "Hello, I'm Draco."

A young girl with black hair and a chubby pug face giggled. "I'm Pansy."

A young boy who was slightly taller than Draco, greeted him as well. "Goyle."

The third boy appeared in front of Draco and nodded, "Crabbe."

The last boy, with dark skin and black hair, smirked at him. "Blaise."

Once Draco got to know his new playmates, he took them to his bedroom where they played with his toys.

"Is that a broomstick?" Blaise asked, staring at a toy broomstick on top of his bed.

Draco beamed, "A toy. But father said if I'm good I can get a real one"

"Oh Draco," Pansy giggled, poking the broomstick. "You're so lucky"

As they started playing, Draco began to like them more and more. They were more understanding than Hermione about magic, and he didn't have to hide anything to them.

"Ew a muggle?" Pansy asked, scrunching up her face with disgust. "You shouldn't be friends with a muggle, Draco."

Draco looked up from his toys, "That's what my parents said. But why?"

Blaise sat down next to his new friend, "They are not worthy of your friendship. I'm sure this girl, would forget all about you in the future. She doesn't know any magic."

"Besides, we're magical and they're not. How can they live without magic?" Goyle smirked, trying to ride Draco's toy broom but wouldn't budge.

"There are some witches and wizards who are born from muggle families." Crabbe told Draco, watching Goyle trying to fly.

"But they don't deserve it! Mother says they're mudbloods. They don't have the right to have magical abilities." Pansy said, "Some of them never even knew they're magical until they got their Hogwarts letters!"

"Really?" Draco asked, suddenly thinking of Hermione for some reason.

"Yes. That is why they are called mudbloods. There's filth running down their vains." Blaise added. "Muggles and magic do not mix."

"No wonder father got upset with me." Draco sighed, finally understanding.

"Don't worry, Draco. We will come over everytime you want to play." Pansy comforted him, looking at Draco's sad expression.

"Okay." Draco agreed, feeling slightly better.




Weeks and months has gone by, and he hasn't visited Hermione. During those months, he had moments when he wanted to see her, but he couldn't help but think what his friends and family said. Muggles are not worth it. I'm a pureblood and they have no magical blood in them. He became good friends with Pansy, Blaise, Crabbe, and Goyle. Hanging out with them made him believed that muggles were savages and mudbloods were filthy. Ever since he's been spending time with them, he has been thinking about Hermione less and less until he forgot about her.

However for Hermione, she never forgot about him.

It has been already a year since she hasn't seen the pale boy. One day as she changing in front of a mirror, she looked at her reflection and noticed the friendship necklace. She traced the bead with her finger, and couldn't help but feel angry again. She brought her hands in the back of her neck to undo the necklace, but stopped. She didn't want to forget about her first best friend. She had silent tears running down her face, thinking that Draco forgot about her. She quickly put on her pajamas and climbed into bed. Not knowing that the next day, she will see him again.

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