Draco Malfoy walked out of Malfoy Inc. with his best mate, Blaise Zabini. Blaise was laughing at Draco's face because he was doing an impression of Pansy Parkinson. All you really had to do was scrunch your face together like a pug.

"That was a good one mate," laughed Blaise.

"I know. Aren't I just amazing?" smirked Draco.

"If amazing means 'annoying prat' then you're just fabulous!" teased Blaise.

Draco stuck his tongue out at his friend and they got into the elevator. Since it was Friday both these very good friends were going to watch a movie at Draco's place. It was a lot of fun. But mostly because there was beer. You could find any kind of alcohol at Mr. Draco Malfoy's house. Beer, whiskey, wine, you name it.

"What are we having today, Drakie-poo? Firewhiskey?"

Draco sighed.

"Call me 'Drakie-poo' again and I will make sure you do NOT have children,"

Blaise put his hands up in mock surrender.

Draco pulled his keys out of his pocket and unlocked his car.

The two Slytherins walked toward Draco's Mercedes Benz.

"Is that a cat?"

"Where?"

"On your car!"

"I- I don't think so. Isn't it wearing a dress?"

They both saw something on the top of Draco's car and ran towards it to find out what it was.

What they found shocked Draco and Blaise. It was a little girl. She was sleeping peacefully on the top of Draco's silver car.

"Who the fuck are you and why are you on my car?"

The little girl woke up suddenly and looked all around for the speaker of those harsh words.

When her eyes landed on Draco she bit her bottom lip and started crying.

"Draco!" Blaise yelled, smacking him on the back of his head.

"She's just a little girl! Idiot!"

He looked to the top of the car and picked the girl up. She immediately wrapped her arms around him and buried her head in his neck.

He patted her back and asked her, "What's your name pumpkin?"

"I'm sorry Mister but I don't gots a name," she said, sniffling.

Meanwhile, Draco looked at his best mate talking to a kid he's never even seen before.

'I feel like such a bastard now that Blaise is being so nice to her,' thought Draco.

Blaise looked at Draco questioningly as if to say, 'She doesn't have a name?'

Draco shrugged nonchalantly.

But on the inside he had a billion questions buzzing around. Who is she? What's her name? Where does she live? Where are her parents?

"Okay honey, but where are your parents?"

They girl burst into tears again.

"The parents that I gots don't like me Mister. My real mommy and daddy are somewhere else and they left me with these meanies. My pretend daddy calls me a bitch, but I don't know what that means. I think it's a bad word though. And my pretend mommy is always mad at me and says that I'm not her kid. And even though I'm never ever bad they hurt me a lot. Once my pretend mommy told me to get a cookie out of the cookie jar and then she told my pretend daddy that I stole food from them and he hit me with his belt. It hurts so much. That's why I runned away. You're not gonna take me back, are you? Please don't!"

And with that she hugged Blaise tightly.

Both Draco and Blaise's eyes were as wide as saucers.

"Don't worry honey we won't. But why'd you pick my car?"

Draco smacked Blaise on the arm.

"Oh, fine, Draco's car,"

"Is Draco the scary man?"

Blaise stifled a laugh.

"He was just… um… scared when he saw you on the car. He didn't want you to fall off and get hurt. Isn't that right Draco?"

Draco swallowed. "Y-yeah,"

The girl smiled and held her arms out to Draco.

Draco smiled and took her into his arms. Believe it or not Draco Malfoy DOES have a heart.

"Well, what do we do with her?"

Blaise sighed.

"She's not a damn dog Draco, she's a little kid! Anyways honey, do you know how old you are?"

"Yup!" exclaimed the little girl gleefully, "I'm 4 and my birthday is September 19 th,"

"Wait.. So that means your birthday is today! Happy birthday! And I think someone who went to my school had the same birthday,"

Thank you Mister! What's your name?"

"Blaise,"

"Happy birthday kid,"

"Thanks Dawco and Blaise!"

"It's not Dawco, it's Draco," corrected Draco.

"So Blaise, what are we going to do with this little runt?" asked Draco, ruffling her hair.

"I guess one of us is gonna have to keep her. I'm not sending her back to her pretend parents,"

"I don't want to do that either. But we could get in serious trouble in case her real parents are looking for her,"

"But all the child social worker place things won't be open until Monday,"

"So that means that this little runt is staying with us?"

"For the weekend, yeah,"

"Draco!" yelled Blaise.

"What? What in Merlin do you want?"

Draco then clapped his hand over his mouth.

They couldn't tell this kid about magic!

"Who's Merlin?" asked the little girl innocently.

"Oh, no one important. What should we call you?" asked Blaise, shooting a glare at Draco.

"I don't know,"

"How about Laura?" questioned Draco.

"Laura's a very pretty name but what about my middle name? And my last name,"

"Well, if the social services people can't find your par…. I mean let you stay with me we can look into it. I think for now Laura's good,"

"Okay!"

Laura hopped out of Draco's arms and tugged on Blaise's coat.

"Am I staying with you or Draco for tonight?"

"Well Draco has a lot of guest bedrooms so I usually stay over,"

"Yay! But I don't want to be the only girl there. Do you have any neighbors or friends that are girls that you could invite over? Please?"

Laura looked into Draco's eyes and honestly, he was mesmerized by them. He'd seen them before. No one else had brown eyes exactly that shade of chocolate brown.

Maybe he'd seen her mother or father before. Probably in Hogwarts. But it wasn't too long ago that he'd seen them. In fact, he remembered seeing them this morning when leaving for work. But who did they belong to?

"Well Laura, I don't know… I have one that I went to school with but she doesn't like me very much."

"Do you think she'll like me?"

"I think so,"

"What's her name?"

"Hermione Granger,"

And that's when it hit him. It was Hermione Granger that he'd seen getting the paper from her driveway when leaving for work this morning. It was her. She was the owners of another set of those beautiful brown eyes in front of him.

But how? Weasel and her had gone out for a couple of months but it didn't look serious. Draco didn't think they actually ugh… shagged.

On the other hand he'd never seen anyone else with the same color eyes.

He remembered that she moved in the day after she broke up with Weasel. She had a bruise on her cheek that made it look like someone had slapped her.

Shaking his head rapidly he brought himself back to the present.

"Laura, do me a favor. Turn around for 10 seconds" ordered Draco.

Laura turned around and Draco Transfigured a lone Goldfish© he found on the ground into a car seat.

Draco got into the driver's seat and Blaise got into the passenger while Laura was in the back.

The whole ten minutes it would take to get home were filled with thought for Draco. How was he going to get Hermione Granger to spend a couple hours at his house?

"So can you ask that Mione lady if she can stay with me for a couple hours?"

Sighing, Draco replied, "I guess so, but I don't know what she'll say. I can't promise you anything,"

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