The Half-Blood

Autumn Snape only wants to have a normal first year at Hogwarts. Well, she doesn't exactly get even a little bit of a normal year. Picked on because of everyone's hate for her father, Autumn struggles through he year. With her best friend, Draco Malfoy, she somehow gets through.

First Book in the Autumn Series


3. Draco Malfoy

It was nice to actually get out of the castle for once. I'd only been to the crowded and busy little town of Diagon Alley twice before, and I absolutely loved it.

I slightly smiled at the sights and the warm smells around me. While there were plenty of adults there, I could see so many Hogwarts-aged kids with armfuls of supplies.

"Where should we start, father?" I asked him.

"Let's go to Flourish and Blott's first," he replied.

30 minutes later...

We'd made our way around all the stores, and we were going to go home very soon. My father was paying for the kitten I wanted. I cradled the small thing in my arms and gave a small smile to her. She was a tabby cat with the most brilliant blue eyes. She was adorable! I decided to name her Sophie.

While my father and I were leaving the store, we ran right into some people. There was a man and who I'm pretty sure was his son. Both of them had platinum blonde hair, though the father's was a lot longer, and the son's was slicked back. They shared the same steely grey eyes.

"Ah, Severus. It's been quite a long time," the father said somewhat emotionlessly to my father.

"Indeed, Lucius. This must be your son, Draco."

"And this must be...Autumn, was it?"

"Yes. I'm assuming that it's Draco's first year at Hogwarts? It's Autumn's as well."


I couldn't help but notice how little emotion was in the conversation. I looked away from the two adults, and met the eyes of the boy, who I was pretty sure was named Draco. He was just staring at me, a small smirk on his face. I was really uncomfortable, so I looked away. The two of our fathers were having a conversation, so I knew I shouldn't interrupt. I turned my eyes back to Draco, who was still staring at me.

"Don't worry. I don't bite," he joked, smirking more.

I slightly smiled, but didn't say anything. My anxiety was kicking in right about then, and I didn't want to say something stupid.

"D'you talk?" he smirked.

I nodded, but still didn't say a single word.

"I'm going to need more proof than just a nod."

"S-sorry. Yeah, I-I can talk."

"That's alright. I take it you're shy, then?"

"Yeah, just a little..."

"That's okay. Say, what house d'you want to be Sorted into?"

"Well, I'm stuck between two. It's either Slytherin or Ravenclaw for me."

"I want to be in Slytherin. That's where all my family have been for several generations."


"I guess we haven't really been formally introduced. I'm Malfoy. Draco Malfoy."

"And I'm Autumn Snape."

"Pleasure to meet you. I like your cat."

"Oh, thanks."

I'd nearly forgotten about the small kitten in my hands.

"What's his name?"

I giggled slightly. "Firstly, she's a girl, and secondly, her name is Sophie."

"That's a good name for her."

"You really think so?"

"Yeah, it suits her."

We made eye contact again, and butterflies flew around in my stomach. Why was I feeling like this? I'd interacted with people before without being this flustered. It was boggling.

"S-so... y-you want to be friends?" I asked hopefully.

"Sure. You're pretty cool, Snape," he said with a smile.

"Oh... well you're cool too, Malfoy," I said with a small smile.

"Draco!" his father called, "Come! We're leaving."

"See you on the train," Draco whispered.

"Bye," I said with a slightly bigger smile.

He smirked then turned and followed his father. I felt my face get all hot, and I smiled. He was so nice and so funny. I was glad I found someone as great as him to be my new friend.

I saw my father staring at me sternly, so I rid my face of all emotion and looked him in the eyes.

"I see you've taken a liking to young Mr. Malfoy," he said, somewhat smugly.

"N-no... not in that way. We're... we're just friends," I insisted.

"Alright, Autumn, but don't let it be the other way. Not yet, at least."

"Yes, father."

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