Pure Fun(Draco)

[Leandra Christensen]

Leandra entered her favorite shop of Diagon Alley. She always shopped here for her robes. She never went anywhere else not even Madam Malkin's. She always went here even in her days at Hogwarts. And now she was the new Hogwarts headmistress. She was quite proud of her position. She planned to uphold the greatness of the school like previous headmasters and headmistresses.

She walked around the aisles, looking for emerald robes and some nice light blue ones. She liked the color blue more than green but that may be cause she was in Ravenclaw. She was smart and witty. She was a pure-blood of course though since mostly purebloods shop here. She never seen a muggleborn in here before. She didn't have anything against them but they just didn't have that kind of money like she did and many other purebloods. She looked through a few other shelves before moving on. She hoped that they had the robes she wanted.

She was looking at a gorgeous purple dress when someone caught her eye. She would recognize that hair anywhere even if she was a few years older than him. He probably didn't know her though and if he did, then not very well. She had graduated in his 2nd year during that whole Chamber of Secrets crisis. She wasn't afraid though since she believed that she would never be attack. But then she paniced when she learned that the Weasley girl had been taken down there. She now knew that no one was safe...well that was what she was led to believe.

She put on a smile as she made her way to the familar blonde hair. She would just introduce herself then. It wouldn't hurt to meet another pureblood boy who didn't share the same ideals. She didn't believe in that whole pureblood superiority and thought it was ridiculous. "Hello there," she said, sticking out his hand. She thought about acting like she believed him to be a Hogwarts student but then she decided not to since that may insult him. She didn't want to start anything. "I recognized you from somewhere and was just wondering who you are." She might as well play dumb for the moment.

[Draco Malfoy]

draco had gone to his favorite robe shop. Actually the only one in London that he would be caught dead in. Everywhere else was crawling with mudbloods and blood traitors alike. And he hated the lot of them. Besides his personally feelings about blood status he couldn't be seen fratenizing with the enemy. What kind of dark lord would he be? Not a very good one thats for sure.

He began to browse through the clothes when he heard someone speak to him. He turned his head in their direction curiously and smirked. It was the head mistress. Pretending not to know him. Everyone knew who he was whether they wanted to or not.

He took her hand and kissed the top of it. " The name's Draco Malfoy headmistress, but I'm sure you knew that didn't you" he said with a wink. His voice cool, calm and collective.

[Leandra Christensen]

Leandra kept her cool, smiling a bit when he kissed the top of his hand. She knew he was always quite the charmer but his own reputation followed him. She had heard all him flirting with most of the Slytherin girls and a few other pureblood girls. He was one of those pureblood superiority believes that she disliked. But she didn't mind talking to Draco Malfoy though. She was quite sure she could resist his charm that he probably believed was irrisistable. Lea would prove him wrong.

She flipped her hair back with her hand, smirking. "Who wouldn't know Slytherin's Prince, Draco Malfoy?" she shrugged. Yes, she had heard his nickname while he had attended Hogwarts. Old friends who had stayed rooted with Hogwarts had informed her. She had taken no care of this since it wasn't useful information. She was striving to become headmistress somewhere at the time and would find any way to get that position. She loved having power but she didn't abuse it. She just liked having it in her hands. She always thought that woman should have more control. Maybe she would eventually run for Minister of Magic though they would need to change the title for her.

"Leandra Christensen," she said, introducing herself. "You can call me Lea." She gave him her own little wink. She might as well have some fun in this too. Bring him high then let him drop. It was a surprise she wasn't in Slytherin for her ambition and cunning. She certainly could act like a Slytherin at times.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco was use to witches falling over their feet over him. He was not only good looking but he had an incredible charm about him that no one else had. His eyes caught the on looker. He had noticed witches would flirt with him in front off their significant others. Had they no shame? He couldn't blame them but honestly there was a place and time for everything he was quite relieved when Leandra was not one of these witches.

Then came another question. Was she good or bad? Or was she still impressionable? He would have to take his time and find out for himself. He smirked at her as she flipped her hair and asked who wouldn't know him. " Very good question indeed who wouldn't know?" he asked with a smirk. " I suppose there are people outside of Britian who wouldn't know me, but all in good time" he said with a grin.

Yes he would take the wizarding world by storm. One person at a time. His charm would come in handy along the way. He would have the witches crawling on their knees just to be close to him. More soliders.

"Leandra" he mused on his lips. It was a beautiful name. " Quite a beautiful name. I think I'd rather call you Leandra" he told her. Not that he didn't notice her wink or the attempt to have her own bit of fun. But rather he wanted to use the beautiful name. It was almost lunch time and he had a reservation at a resturant of his own. " Tell me Leandra do you have lunch plans?" he inquired smoothly.

[Leandra Christensen]

Leandra hadn't really ever decided what side she was on during the Second War. She had stayed neutral not wanting to attract any attention. She might as well be in the background while she let others fight. Of course she had been rooting for Harry and the Order. She didn't like Voldemort's plans and hoped that he would fall. He brought so much darkness with him and he had put everyone in fear. She didn't like walking around in fear.

"It seems you have very big plans, Draco," she smiled calmly. He seemed quite sure of himself that he would soon be known everywhere. Hopefully he wasn't another Voldemort or she might have to actually make a decision this time. She would choose the Order and fight against the new darkness. But for the moment, she believed that the wizarding world was at peace. She hoped that no one would try to break it.

"Thank you," she laughed softly when he told her that she had beautiful name. She loved her name too but many had found a way to shorten it. She had just gone by Lea for most of her time at Hogwarts. Supposedly it made things easier for others even though she didn't understand why they couldn't just call her Leandra. It wasn't that long of a name but they had wanted to shorten it.

She thought about it. She already knew that she had no lunch plans. It would only be that she would head back home and probably cook something. Having lunch with Mr. Malfoy might prove to be interesting. There was no declining a tempting offer. She might actually get to know him and maybe learn some dark secrets. She doubted that but it would be fun nonetheless.

"Not yet at least," she answered with a smirk. She was hungry and lunch was starting to sound good. She didn't know what she wanted yet but was sure that wherever he was going, it was top notch. He was one of those purebloods who went to expensive resturants and made reservations for everywhere they go.

[Draco Malfoy]

Draco smirked at her statement. Of course he had big plans. He always and he supposed that he always would. But thats how he was brought up along with the other purebloods he supposed. Nothing was ever out of their reach and that's how he acted. He was better than everyone else and thus could have anything he wanted. His father taught him that everything and everyone had their price. It was all a matter of persuasion.

" Yes I suppose I do, but nothing ever comes without a bit of hard work" he said confidently and smoothly. With a quick nod. She seemed relatively calm that was either a plus or a very bad move on her part. He masked his reading her mind so that she couldn't feel a thing. She would never know. Ahh there it was, she was going to fight for the order. Pity. Such a waste. A beautiful witch like herself would have her uses. But no matter no matter. He stopped reading heer mind and she was none the wiser. At least she didn't think that he was evil... yet. He truly was one step ahead of the game for now.

Now all he needed was his hands on potter. Another difference between him and Voldemort. He dind't want to kill harry. Just yet. He wanted to use him. Imperio had its pluses. "Of course it would be a lie to state otherwise" he said with a grin. Her name was beautiful, he never understood the use of shortening a name. It only took away from the true beauty of a name. Besides, a name is just a name and nothing more. But hers had a ring to it.


"Excellent, well then how about you join me for lunch? I know a fabulous little place in Paris or I could alway make you something back at the mansion. I will have you know one thing my reputation does not exceed and thats my cooking skills" he said with a grin. In fact he was quite the excellent cook. He just fretted the day his parents found out he was doing the work of servants.