(A/N: none of the characters belong to me except Lia and the story plot. Everything belongs to JK.R)
Getting fired surely wasn't what Draco planned on to do today, he was now walking aimlessly around London with people staring at him because of the perched eagle owl on top of his shoulder. He was extremely irritated he could find no good reason for anyone to fire him, and on top of all he, Draco Malfoy former Slytherin pure blood prince got fired form a grubby old restaurant. Even though he didn't like to admit it it was kind of his fault that he got fired. After being late at work and serving only empty plates was enough to get fired but on top of all if a big fluffy eagle owl screeched inside a restaurant and landed on your shoulder bringing you a howler and you had to run madly out of the place you were most definitely fired and that was what happened to Draco.
He gloomily made his way towards the Leaky Cauldron thinking about the vicious howler which he had gotten from his father who was currently in Azkaban and thanks to Mr Weasley it was a much better place now allowing the prisoners to sent a letter to their family or friends once a year. His letter from his father wasn't very cheering it was full of the same thing as last year pointing out how Draco had ruined their family name by working as a order spy and taking up a career as a waiter and serving muggles and how no one respected him anymore.
Draco heaved a great sigh and slowly walked towards the Leaky Cauldron's entrance. He was just passing the muggle book store when he knocked over someone and fell face forwards making his eagle owl screech and fly high up into the air.
“Stupid muggles, can't even see where they are going.” muttering angrily he got up from the ground.
“Are you blind? Can't you see where you are going? You.......” but whatever Draco was going to say got stuck in his throat, he was looking at a very pretty girl with blond hair like his own and a very innocent face.
She was scrambling on the ground trying to find something and Draco was just standing there like he was frozen. Passers by looked at him with disgust,how can somebody be so manner less that after knocking some one over doesn't even have the courtesy to help her.
“My glasses, please help me find my glasses I can't see without them”came a tiny voice from the girl's direction which seemed to finally bring Draco to his senses. He quickly stooped down and began to search for the glasses which was quite difficult as every second fifty to forty people walked passed by them but at last he found the glasses which was in two pieces. He quickly took out his wand and made sure that no one was looking and tapped the glass lightly, it again became as good as new and he handed it over to the girl.
“Thanks a lot I have to go now bye”
“My name is Draco. You didn't tell me your name yet though.”Draco asked completely forgetting that he was talking to a muggle girl and asking her name without any reason. It was not like Draco Malfoy even though he didn't hated muggles as he used to but still he was a Malfoy.
“My name is Julia, Lia for short. Nice to meet you Draco. I am late for work. I need to go now bye.”and with that she gave a sweet smile and disappeared into the crowd leaving Draco standing in the middle of the street holding something in his right hand.
The eagle owl had just returned again and sat down on Draco's left shoulder, he looked down and saw that she had forgotten her handbag which was now dangling from Draco's right hand upside down gaining awkward glances form the crowd of muggles around him.
He turned around and again for the second time made his way towards the Leaky Cauldron praying that no more weird things will happen before he reached the comfort of his home. He went inside the grubby little pub quickly got to the back and reached his apartment in no time. He went straight to his bed and slumped down and the owl flew on top of the desk and sat there; come to think of it what was the owl doing there all this time? Then Draco remembered that he had to write a reply to his crazy father and quickly went to his desk. He decided to send a howler also and wrote the same reply as always “Stop bothering me and do something useful with your remaining life. Good bye with lots of love Draco.” and tied it to the waiting owl who quickly vanished out of the open window.
Life was so unfair now he needed to find a new job which was quite difficult now that every thing in the wizarding world has turned back into normal and witches and wizards everywhere were looking for jobs which were getting harder to find. Draco tried to think of something else and the face of Lia came into his mind. Such a sweet face and blond shining hair like his own before he worked as a waiter and those big brown eyes, he couldn't help thinking about her but at the same time didn't want to think about her. He was a pure blood after all and no matter what he said he still had some prejudice against muggles even though he didn't admit it but as much as he tried he couldn't get her out of his head and at last stopped trying to do so.
He was still holding her bag though and it wouldn't hurt much to look what was inside it, would it? So he very slowly and cautiously opened her purse hoping that he might get there something to make himself believe that she was a witch, even a muggle born witch would do but to his great dismay her bag only had muggle stuffs. While he was looking through her things though he found a card a muggle office card where her phone number and address were written.
Draco sat there on his bed for a long time then at last he decided to call her up and tell her about the bag, there was no harm in telling her about the bag he would prove to be a good person. So as there were no muggle telephones in Diagon alley he had to again go back to London. He quickly finished his phone call which was awkward as he half wished to scream but was wise enough not to.
As he finally made his way towards his flat he knew that he had gotten into a very sticky situation from which he had no way out.
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