❝Jinxed by a Crazy love ❞ || HP

Chapter 1 : The Idiotic meet-cute a.k.a Prologue (edited)

I was walking behind my Dad and my brother. It was really exhausting to walk all the way there because I wasn't used to it. It was like climbing a mountain, obviously. I didn't really like sports and games. I was a girl who never wanted to waste time getting injured. I was still feeling idiotic for coming up for the Quidditch World cup, even though I don't know a single rule of it. 

'Dad, is it really true?, Mr.Fudge invited us?', My Onii chan (big brother) asked again for the thousandth time, making me and my father get more annoyed.

 'Yes', My dad replied sternly for the thousandth time too. I guess I will get more annoyed if they keep doing this often.

'Blimey Dad!, how far up are we?', I heard a voice, probably coming from the top of my head. I guessed it was an intruder, but I skipped the thought away because I rarely come outside.

I looked at one, two, three,.... Eight red heads - The Weasleys as far as I know, one bushy-hair and  one raven-hair... Wait, I've seen him somewhere... Is he famous?....I know Him...  Wait... what was he called again? Parry Hotter, perhaps?

'Well, put it this way', my dad said.' If it rains, you'll be the first one to know'

All ten of them stared at us like we were stray cats.

Yeah! I found his name! Harry Potter right!... Sorry for calling him Parry Hotter, never gonna lie, but that sounds better doesn't it?

'Father and I are in the minister's box', Draco said. 'By the personal invitation of Cornelius Fudge himself!', This kind of boasting always had a smirk on his face.

 'What about me?... did you forget I was standing beside you?', I looked at him with disbelief. I partially noticed my Dad jabbed him with his snake-stick, it was called that I guess.

I turned my head away from my brother with a grumpy look like a disowned teddy bear.Shit, Potter is looking straight-at-me, I can sense it!. Do I look cute?... Of course, I do.

'Ouch--sorry little Y/n', Onii chan said with his face looking at me and his hand rubbing his shoulder.

Onii chan turned himself to follow dad, I looked up again. Harry has green eyes?... That-is-really-looking-goooooood. His eyes suits his... well messy unkempt hair.

'Y/n?', My brother called. 'Aren't you coming?'

I was urged to say, Why are you interrupting my first eye-contact with the hottest guy in this era... But I walked after him, hoping I will never see The Harry Potter again.

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The quidditch world cup ended with a really tragic incident. Death eaters, came and the dark mark appeared in the sky. I was forced to come home with my brother. We had dinner, mum was waiting for dad. Which I hated to wait like a five-year-old, I wanted to be there too, but nobody understands, I will fight the Dark Lord one day, myself.

'Onii chan... who's that guy... that raven-haired, green eyed and magnifying glasses as specs?', I asked knowingly, giving the full facial description of Harry, Yeah, I know that I left the lightning scar because it's really easy to identify the boy-who-lived. Magnifying glasses sounded a bit rude though, Nah who cares?

'Potter?... Harry Potter?', He said disgusted.'The bloke who declined My friendship offer, why are you asking about him?'

'Er...I knew the Weasleys... He was the only one.. I didn't know...that's why...', I stuttered awkwardly.

'oh..well', he said. Thank Salazar, because he forgot that a bushy hair girl existed too. I wish he had a crush on her too, because they both would look great together, excluding the fact that My brother cares about the Blood type seriously. I didn't though, the only one in the family who is weird from everyone, Yep, that's me, people!

'Erm... tell me about him!', I nudged him on his shoulder. 

(A.N: why am I getting butterflies?!)

'He's... an idiot... a bloke who uses the tickling charm in a duel...', I laughed and laid my head on his lap as he continued. 'A famous, attention-seeking, motherfu---'

'Language, Draco!', Mum yelled from the kitchen guessing what he would be telling in the next few seconds.

'Sorry mum!', he yelled back and smiled at me.'That's enough story for today, Hanii...'

'It was a two lined story!', I grumbled, I wish I knew more about Harry than anyone else.

'Kids!, get to sleep!', mum yelled again

'Okay mum!', we both yelled in unison.

'Wanna watch some anime?', Onii chan whispered to me, kissing my forehead.

'Yes... definitely...', I said, whispering back in his same tone.

We switched off the lights. Onii Chan opened his very own, precious laptop which dad bought him for his birthday the year before. He went to some website I didn't read the name of it and he played, the movie, Spirited away. 

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I really did like that movie. The feeling when you do something alone, and you're bold enough... It's kinda inspiring...isn't it... Doing some mischief...heh.

'Draco, Y/n', I heard Dad's voice. 'Come here '. He had arrived.

'Uhmm... Dad?', I sat up in my bed. Onii chan turned on the lights, I could sense that my hair was a total mess. 

Great. Now he was going  to scold us just because we were up half the night and were watching Anime. And well, we'd get grounded for a week. We will have to play with Dob-- Oh wait, never mind.

'What is it dad?', I asked, yawning. Just to tell him I was sleepy right now and postponed the scoldings for tomorrow.

'You got your Hogwarts letter', He threw a not-much-white parchment, already opened, and addressed to "me" on the dining table, and looked at me. He probably didn't want me to study. 

'REALLY?!'

'Yeah... and keep in mind that you should get sorted into Slytherin... Okay?', he said.

'Oh, It's alright dad... How can a girl not be sorted into Slytherin, when she's a pureblood and is born in a family of Slytherins!', I said.

My mum gave a weak smile to Dad, Onii Chan looked worried.

'And Darling', my mum smiled weakly. 'You are not supposed to hang out with boys, specially'

'Mum!', I protested. 'I may or may not, hang out with guys, but you know what... You should note that I am just eleven years old'

'That's why we're panicking', my brother said skeptically, 'Just kidding, Hanii', he added after I glared at him, like my eye balls were about to burst out anytime then.

'Just don't alright, Darling?', mum asked. 'Your father has--'

'Narcissa, that's enough', Dad stood up, again with his snake-stick and walked away. Onii Chan shrugged as I frowned. 

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