Still kids
The sun-drenched cobblestone streets of Little Hangleton hummed with a quiet charm. Butterflies, drunk on summer's sweetness, flitted amongst the vibrant blooms spilling from overflowing window boxes. In the heart of this idyllic village, two figures, barely taller than the rose bushes lining the lane, chased each other with the unrestrained joy only childhood allows.
Draco Malfoy, his platinum blonde hair a halo in the sunlight, his usual air of haughty superiority replaced by a breathless giggle, scrambled after Y/n, her laughter echoing his own as she darted between the charming, crooked houses. Her hair, escaping its braid, danced around her face, a whirlwind of playful energy matching his own. They were a blur of motion, a whirlwind of youthful exuberance, their laughter a melody weaving through the tranquil village air. Their game, a simple chase, was infused with a deeper connection, a silent understanding born from years of shared secrets and whispered dreams under the watchful eyes of the ancient oak in the village square. This was their world, their sanctuary, a beautiful tapestry woven with the threads of innocent love and the promise of a future yet unwritten.
The afternoon sun cast long shadows across the manicured lawn of Malfoy Manor, its miniature version in Little Hangleton. Little Y/n, her (h/c) hair tied back with a bright ribbon, stood before the imposing, yet somehow charming, oak door of Draco's house. Her small hand, clutching a worn, wooden doll, hesitated before rapping gently on the polished wood – three soft knocks, a rhythm they'd established years ago as their secret signal. A moment of breathless anticipation followed, the only sound the gentle chirping of crickets hidden within the overgrown hedges. Then, a small, excited gasp escaped her lips as the door swung inward, revealing a grinning Draco, his platinum blonde hair slightly tousled, his eyes sparkling with the promise of adventure. He was already halfway out the door, pulling her along with a mischievous grin.
Young Y/n
Come on Draco!! Let's play outside!!
Young Draco
Okay! I'll get my shoes!
The village of Little Hangleton was their playground. Draco and Y/n, two small figures against the backdrop of quaint cottages and cobblestone streets, were a whirlwind of activity. One moment, they were perched atop the ancient wishing well in the village square, whispering secrets to the water below; the next, they were engaged in a mock duel with sticks, Draco wielding his with the exaggerated flourish of a seasoned swordsman, Y/n dodging his clumsy attacks with surprising agility. They explored the hidden nooks and crannies of the village, their laughter echoing through the narrow lanes. They built elaborate sandcastles by the whispering brook, their creations adorned with pebbles and wildflowers. Their games were simple, yet filled with an imaginative depth that only childhood can conjure. They were explorers, knights, princesses, and pirates, all within the space of a single afternoon, their bond as strong and enduring as the ancient stones of the village itself. The sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky in hues of orange and purple, as they finally collapsed onto the soft grass of the village green, exhausted but content, their hearts full of the simple joys of a perfect summer's day.
As then they stumbled on a beautiful tree
Young Y/n
Let's play there!!
Young Y/n
Draco did you hear about that school it was Hogwarts! Many wizards are teaching there! and I wanna study in there!
Young Draco
Same!! It's so cool and nice!
As two children play together as then Young Draco looked at Y/n
Young Draco
Mama and Papa said that I'll be.. Moving to Hogwarts
Young Y/n
B-But you promised Draco..
Young Draco
I did but.. If you may go to Hogwarts don't hesitate to come near me!!
As sunrise fall, little Y/n and Draco went to het house ad Little Y/n searched for her teddy
Young Y/n
Yes! So you won't forget about me!
Young Draco
That's nice Y/n!
Little Y/n gave him the teddy as then Little Draco gave her a bracelet
Young Draco
Here is a bracelet for you Y/n! Sun represents the nature in you!
Young Y/n
Awh!! Thank you!
That morning little Y/n hugged Little Draco crying in his arms
Young Y/n
Don't leave me alone Draco!
Young Draco
I'm sorry Y/n.. Maybe someday we will be reunited!
As they both hug each other as Y/n sob in his arms he was sad that he was leaving the village and his best friend Y/n who is also hos childhood sweetheart by now
-A picture of them🩷
A picture of both of them before Draco would go to Hogwarts
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