Chapter 3: New Friends
Sunday morning. The sun was already high in the sky when Draco slowly woke up. He saw everything blurred and felt a slight pressure on his chest. With one arm he rubbed the sleep out of his eyes and looked at his chest. There was Mireille, deep and fast asleep and with a satisfied grin on her face. She moved slowly and slowly opened her eyes. She looked at Draco and said good morning to him with a yawn. "How did you sleep like that?" "Wonderful. For the rest of the night I somehow didn't dream anything at all, I think. And you? How did you sleep like that." asked Mireille. “Well, very well.” The two got up and changed their clothes.
Draco wore black skater pants and a white tank top with a black jacket over it. Mireille, on the other hand, wore her white heeled boots, her black pleated skirt and a white, cropped top with an extremely sexy neckline (please don't think she's a slut, but she likes to show what she has and she also has the right figure for such clothes.) Over that She was still wearing a black fabric jacket that was thick and bold USA on the front.On the back was the American flag.
"If we hurry, we'll just make it to breakfast," Draco rushed, already standing at the dormitory door. At breakfast, the two of them just fooled around the whole time. All of the Slytherins looked at Draco in total amazement. You didn't even know him like that. Both of them constantly burst into fits of laughter. Once it was so bad that both of them almost fell off the bank. After breakfast Draco said (still with tears of laughter in his eyes): "Mireille, I have to quickly send a letter to my parents in the Owlery. You can take a look around the school during this time." She nodded and he went away. Miry went through many corridors and stairs until she completely lost her orientation. "Damn where am I here?" then three students came towards her. "Excuse me," Mireille called to them. "Maybe you can tell me ..... no, that's not possible. You are Harry Potter, aren't you? Even in America you are known as a sore thumb."Harry touched the back of his head, embarrassed." Umm if you think so. You're the new one, aren't you? "" Yes, Mireille Shaddix, nice to meet you. " "I am Harry Potter. "and I'm Hermione Granger," said the girl with the somewhat disheveled hair, "and I'm Ron Weasly," said the redhead with the freckles. "You just needed help? Let me guess, you're lost? "Asked Hermione." Yo completely lost. Maybe you could show me where to go. And what about you guys? You look kind of lost too? "" nope we're just going to see Hagrid, our gamekeeper. "Said Harry with a big grin." Oh yes, Draco already told me about him. "The three of them frowned at the name of Draco." What? Did I say something wrong? “How can you hang out with someone like Malfoy?” Said the three of them in unison. “Why shouldn't I do that? He's really nice."Mireille replied, rather surprised." Yeah ... he's so nice. And also soooo cuddly. "Said Ron sarcastically. Mireille glared at him." Well, it doesn't matter now. In any case, you are very different from the other Slytherins and also very nice. Would you like to go see Hagrid with us? "Hermione said quickly to change the subject, which she wanted to avoid arguments." Sure. With pleasure. "And she shone again very quickly. So the four of them walked through the castle, through the large castle portal and out into the cold autumn air. They walked across the large meadow and then through a pumpkin patch to a hut. Harry knocked on the large wooden door and a dog began to bark violently. From inside a dark but very friendly voice called: "Who is there? "" It's Hagrid. "The door opened and a dog jumped up to the four and tried to lick them off. At Mireille's, the dog stopped and sniffed them at first." Well, who are you?You are a sweet one. "Said Mireille and scratched his head. That was the start signal for the dog that she was very nice and began to lick her from top to bottom." Iehh hi hi. "And Mireille started laughing hard." Come on in. "Said a tall man with a friendly smile." Oh, Fang really took you to his heart. "Said Hagrid. The four entered and Fang was still glued to Mireille." Sit down. "The four of them sat down on the huge chairs and Fang gently laid his head on Mireille's lap." Oh who are you anyway? "Hagrid asked kindly." I'm Mireille Shaddix, the new one. Nice to meet you Professor Hagrid. "" Oh yes the new one. Oh how nice, but you don't need to call me a professor. And you can leave out the "she". You can calmly say you to me. Oh yes, I just remembered it. A package has been left here for you. They probably didn't want to send it with the owls. “For me?” Asked Mireille, quite puzzled."Joh, was handed in about a quarter of an hour ago. I'll get it for you." Hagrid got up and went to get it. A little later he came back with a large wooden box that had a few holes in it. Mireille knew straight away what was inside. "George!" she called happily and rushed to Hagrid to take the box from him. "does Fang have something against cats?" Mireille asked Hagrid excitedly? "Nope he doesn't. Fang gets on really well with Crookshanks (Hermione's house tiger). And I guess he has nothing against yours either. Fang loves everyone. Whether human or cat." From the box you could now hear a meow and a scratching . Miry put the box on the table and opened it. "George my sweet come out." Suddenly something jumped out of the box that wasn't a cat but a small ..... (tension !!!) snow leopard. (Attention! Attention! Brief explanation of George. In a small American zoo, Mireille was the godmother of the little one. After the little one's mother died, she was the only caregiver for George and something like the mother.But the zoo had to be closed due to lack of money and the animals should all be released in the wild. But George would never have survived, because he's too used to people for that. That's why Mireille got a permit from the police to keep a wild animal. And that's how she got to such a small wild animal). Purring, he rubbed his head gently against her. Only now did the little Fang, who still had his head on Miry's lap, noticed. George felt his nose curiously with his paws. That must have tickled, because Fang started to sneeze like a madman. Now the two sniffed nose to nose and Fang gave the little one a very wet kiss with his tongue. Everyone laughed.
Evenings in the Slytherin common room:
"... and then Fang gave my little George a wet kiss. That was so funny. And Harry and his friends are so nice. I got on really well with them."Miry was just telling Draco what she had experienced today. He listened intently, but wasn't very enthusiastic that she got along so well with his archenemies and spent her day with them. But of course he didn't tell her because it's hers Matter what she does. "How do you get along with Harry and his friends?" Asks Mireille. We are enemies to the bone. But it doesn't matter. Nice that you had such a great day today. But don't expect me to get along with them so well, ok? "" I don't expect anything from you. Neither Harry, Hermione, and Ron, nor you. "She said angrily to him. They looked at each other for a long time. Neither said anything. They pierced each other with their eyes. Then Draco finally said," I'm sorry that I was so mean to you. Must be a habit, "he said with an embarrassed grin." It's OK. I should have acted differently too. "And as a sign that they have forgiven themselves again, the two of them first hugged each other tightly.But at that moment Pansy Parkinson came around the corner. Everything fell from her face. Your Draco press another. (Before complaints come here. Everyone who has read the books knows that Pansy is up to his ears with Draco. Thanks for the little attention). The two broke away from each other. "I'm going to bed. And if you have bad dreams again that night, just crawl into bed with me. * grin *" "ok draco. I'll be right up there too. I want to scratch George a bit. See you then." Said Mireille and went back to her snow leopard.
Pansy quickly hid in the shadow of a staircase and waited until Draco was gone. She couldn't believe it. What does this Mireille have that she doesn't have, thought Pansy. She stayed there for quite a while. Tears ran down her face. Mireille had already gone to her room and Pansy hadn't moved an inch. Everyone was already asleep until she finally went to her room.