Chapter 2: Zoe's Young Life

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Words appear on the screen: Age Five

The screen lights up to show Diagon Alley. A young girl is seen walking down the street, she has rose-gold hair, she is Zoe.

"Oh, Zoe. You're beautiful." Lily complimented her.

"Thank you."

Zoe is walking down the street; she isn't looking where she's going and – Bang! – She bumps into someone.

"Ouch." She says.

"Look where you're going!" A young voice says, it's a boy's voice.

"Oh, I'm fine thanks for asking. No, I'm not hurt but thanks for your concern." Zoe says sarcastically. "Honestly. No manners."

"You didn't ask about me neither! My father will hear about this?"

"I wonder who that sounds like." Zoe joked looking at Draco.

"I don't care about your father; he can't do anything to me!" Zoe says. They still haven't looked at each other.

"Who do you think you are!" The young boy exclaims, he looks up, and he's silent. It's Draco Lucius Malfoy.

"She's beautiful." He thinks. She looks up. They make eye contact.

"He's handsome." She thinks.

"I'm handsome, huh?" Draco teased Zoe.

"I'm beautiful, huh?" She teased back.

"You are a Queen." He said, seriously.

"You are a King." She responded.

As James watched the interaction, he couldn't help admiring it. His daughter truly found her someone special, just like James did with Lily.

"Hi..." Draco whispers. "I'm Heir Draco Lucius Malfoy. Heir of House Malfoy." He bows.

"I'm Heir Zoe Lily Ollivander. Heir of House Ollivander." She says proudly. Draco's eyes widen in shock.

A female voice's fills the Hall. "House Ollivander, there was a reason why Draco was so shock." Draco gestures for Zoe to walk with him. They are seen walking down the street, conversing. "House Ollivander, while being the quietest house, is the most powerful."

"There's Lady Magic again. She really won't talk much will she." Remus pointed out.

Everyone looks at Zoe, shocked. Ollivander? The powerful House?

Zoe and Draco are seen in Florean Fortescue's Ice Cream Parlour, they are sitting down in one of the booths and talking.

"So, Heir Malfoy." Zoe says. "Tell me more about yourself."

"Well. Before we get into everything. There is something I think you should know." Draco states. Zoe tilts her head slightly to the side in confusion. Draco smiles, "Adorable."

"What's that?"

"Well..." Draco pauses, thinking of how he should say this. "I am a Veela." Draco looks at Zoe, her face doesn't change. "... and you are my mate."

Zoe looks at Draco. "How did your Veela side get activated so young?" She asks. Draco goes to speak, but Zoe interrupts. "But... just so you know... I'm half Veela." Draco looks confused.

"I couldn't sense you though. Veelas are able to sense each other."

"I'm not a natural-born Veela."

"I don't understand."

"When I was born. I got very sick, and I died for a few minutes. The medi-witches had injected me with Veela blood. Which 'resurrected' me in a sense." Draco stands up. Zoe looks scared. "Is he leaving?" Draco walks to her side of the booth, he hugs her.

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