AN: Hey all, degrassichick here and I'm here to release (he-he) my latest fan fiction! It's a Harry Potter fan fiction and it's called Walk Away…eventually it'll be a Draco/Hermione fan fiction but for now, it's just pretty much centering around the Malfoy clan…well Draco Malfoy's clan. Hope you like! R&R and pretty please…no flamers.

Lotsa love, degrassichick

Chapter 1

"Shut up Pansy!" Draco Malfoy barked at his betrothed wife. Ever since birth, he had been betrothed to Pansy Parkinson, as soon as the two left Hogwarts, it was off to marriage. Shortly after their first child, a boy named, Drake was born. One year later, their daughter, Natalie, took her place in the world.

It had been fifteen years that Draco and Pansy had survived each other. He often wondered why he never divorced her, probably for the sake of their children.

Pansy stared at him as tears swelled in her eyes. She nodded and slumped in the couch.

Their two children would be back at the Malfoy manor in no time, for they had just finished another year at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Drake, sticking to the Malfoy/Parkinson had became a Slytherin (of course) but then the unexpected had happened, Natalie had became a Gryffindor for (as the Sorting Hat stated), "She had a heart of gold and always put others before herself, she was kind to everybody, muggles included." That had shocked Draco.

Just then the door swung open and in came Drake and Natalie, the two were arguing on their way in.

Drake had turned into the spitting image of his father; he had silvery blonde hair and mystical gray eyes, pale skin and was tall and lean.

Natalie, Pansy and Draco had finally concluded, could not possibly be a true Malfoy. She looked nothing like any of them! She had honey brown hair with golden highlights that fell to her chest-bone, tanner skin, and oceanic colored eyes. She was around 5'3 with a curvaceous figure. That was all wrong; she just wasn't a traditional Malfoy!

"Hey mum, dad." Drake said, tugging his trunk with his owl, Ecstasy's cage propped on top.

"Hello son." Draco said, barely even looking up.

He nodded before exiting the parlor and to his bedroom.

"Hi Dad…Mum." Natalie chirped with a smile, pushing a strand of her thick, wavy hair behind her ear.

"Hello Natalie." Pansy said stiffly.

"Hello." Draco mumbled.

Natalie's lips pursed together, another fight had broke out.

As usual, she thought.

She smiled at them weakly before trudging her trunk, with her cat, Jingle, trotting along behind it, away.

"Something is wrong with her." Pansy said in a tsk, tsk way as she watched her daughter walk away. She knew it was hers however, she had given birth to it and she hadn't slept around with anyone else, Draco would have found out.

Draco lifted his hand to smack her cheek before sitting it down, "Don't talk about our own child like that." He said before getting up and walking out of the room.

Pansy sighed and shook her head.

Natalie flopped onto her bed, flipping through the pages of a muggle magazine she had picked up at the train station before catching a cab to go home.

She saw pages full of beautiful girls and handsome boys, beauty tips and the top places to get the best clothes in London.

She always snuck these magazines; she didn't like reading the Wizarding magazines that her brother read. They were boring about things for brooms and supplies you might need for Hogwarts. This type of magazine always had interesting tips and such inside.

For some reason, she always felt that she was the cause for her parent's fights, because she was the oddball of the bunch. She had flipped through family albums of the Parkinson's and of the Malfoy's, she looked like none of them down to the year 1860! She had no idea how she had gotten brown hair, especially when Pansy and Draco both had blonde hair, they were tall, she was short, they were thin, she felt fat even though she just had curves. She hated it! Why couldn't Drake be the weird one? Plus, her personality was far from any Parkinson or Malfoy she had ever met. Her best friend, Taylor, was a muggle…not that she would ever let her parent's think that even though she knew they probably already did-the two did tons together, they'd always find someway to see each other.

Just then, Natalie saw something that caught her eye. It was a colorful ad page; it said Granger Dance Academy in bold pink letters with silver border. There were pictures of girls in all different types of outfits, from sparkly blue with sequins to plain black leotards. She gulped; she needed something to do for the summer anyway, why not dance? She knew she could anyway…she loved to dance!

She grabbed a piece of paper and jotted down the address to the dance school, it was in London but that was no problem, Draco and Pansy had to go there for work anyway, they owned Malfoy Incorporated, a industry that produced God Knows What…Natalie didn't know and she didn't care. But she could simply state that she would like to go with them and boom, she'd be a shoo in.

She stepped downstairs and saw her mother leaning against a counter, taking a sip out of a glass of champagne.

"Mum?" Natalie asked.

Pansy glanced over, "Yes Natalie?"

Natalie shrugged her shoulders up, "One of my friends from Hogwarts is staying in London for the summer so I was just wondering if I could go down there with you and dad and a few times a week.

Pansy shrugged, "Sure…why not?"

Natalie smiled, "Thanks mum." She said before retreating upstairs.

"What was that all about?" Draco asked, stepping towards his wife.

"Natalie is coming with us to London a few times a week to visit a friend from Hogwarts." Pansy stated.

Draco nodded, "And you didn't think you needed to ask me about this first?"

Pansy shrugged, "Don't you want your daughter to be happy?"

Draco nodded, "You have a point…I guess."

Pansy nodded, "For once." She said before walking away.

Draco groaned, he couldn't wait until the day Natalie left home after Hogwarts was through, he could finally end things with Pansy Parkinson and go back to the girl he had been in love with in seventh year, Hermione Granger.

The two had been head boy and head girl during seventh year, they argued all the time before all of their feelings spilled out in one heated argument, and they had been together since. But after Hogwarts was through, he had been stuck with Pansy and there was nothing he could have done about it.

The four Malfoy's all appeared in London after flooing from the Malfoy Manor.

"Now, do you know where this friend of yours lives Natalie?" Draco asked.

Natalie nodded, glancing down at the sheet of paper with the address to the Granger Dance Academy, "Yes dad."

Draco nodded, "Then we best be going. Pansy, Drake, let's go." He said before giving Natalie a soft kiss on the forehead, "Bye Naty."

"Bye Dad." She said as she watched them disappear. She spun around and raced towards Mayberry Avenue, the street of the dance academy.

She arrived five minutes later and was glancing at the huge townhouse style building.
She stepped through the spinning glass doors and into a main lobby.

"Wow…" she said, glancing around the place with tall ceilings, there were four doors each with music coming out of them.

Three of the doors had sad, dreary piano playing music, so she went to the only one with upbeat music.

She opened the huge brass handles and stepped inside, only to see a girl with her thick brown hair pulled into a ponytail dancing around the room.

She looked to be about 5'4 with a curvy figure, she had chocolate eyes and hair that matched, she was wearing a green tee shirt and a pair of black yoga pants with green stripes down both sides and a pair of socks.

"Umm…excuse me?" Natalie said.

The girl glanced over before pressing a remote that turned off her stereo, she walked over to Natalie, "Can I help you?" she asked.

"My name's Natalie…I was just wondering if I could sign up for classes here…"

"Can you dance?" the girl asked, looking over Natalie's outfit, an A-Line skirt that fell to her knees and a white wife beater with a black shrug over it.

"I can show you…" Natalie said.

The girl nodded before grabbing the remote and turning it to a song that Natalie didn't recognize.

Natalie pulled down her skirt, revealing a pair of shorts and took off her shrug, sitting it on the floor by her skirt; she kicked off her pointed heels so she was just standing there in her socks and pulled her hair into a ponytail.

She sucked in a deep breath before swaying from side to side, trying to capture the beat of the music and listen to the words the artist was singing.

Everybody here is feeling your vibe,

Eyes glued, hands up

Cause your doing it right.

Everybody gets their chance to shine

So, don't be shy.

She started to do a grapevine, slapping her hands against her hips before spinning around once.

Did you know that everyone's a star?

Big time, it don't matter who you are.

Flip the beat and were switching it up.

Yeah, it's your time to…

She jumped up, crossing her legs together like an x before spinning around again, holding her hands out in front of her neck and grinding back and forth.

Get your, Get your,

Get your shine on.

Get your, Get your,

Get your shine on.

Get your, Get your,

Get your shine on.

Don't stop, don't stop.

She slid around the floor before doing a dance called the Moonwalk and doing a spin.

She slid down to the floor until she was doing the splits and spun around, forcing her self back up to do another grapevine.

She hopped up and down and spun around one more time before holding her hands up together and clapped them together once.

The girl turned off the music and walked over to Natalie, her hands planted on her hips.

"Wow…you're good." She said with approval.

Natalie smiled, "Thank you." She said, reaching down and pulling her skirt back on over her shorts and her shrug back over her shoulders, she slipped her feet back into her shoes as well.

"I think we may just have a spot for you here." She noted.

Natalie grinned, "Really?"

"Really." She said with a smile, she walked over to a desk and opened a drawer before returning with a paper.

"This is a parental consent form, the first month of lessons is free, we just need your date of birth, your signature and the date and your parent's signature."

Natalie gulped; her parent's wouldn't ever sign this!

"Um, I'm not sure my parents want me in this class." Natalie said.

The girl nodded, "Okay…well we can discuss it later, but for now I have a class in about two minutes." She said.

Natalie nodded.

"But I hope to see you here tomorrow, how old are you?"

"Fourteen." Natalie said.

"Okay, the thirteen through sixteen year olds class is at eleven o'clock until twelve, so be here around ten thirty to warm up, okay?"

"Okay…" Natalie said as three small girls no older than nine with their hair in matching ballerina buns came stepping inside in leotards.

"Thank you…um?"

"Natalie." She said.

"Thank you Natalie, I'm Hermione Granger."

"See you, Ms. Granger." Natalie said before stepping out of the room quickly before the rest of the herd of wild ballerinas barged in there and trampled her.

She stepped into the main lobby, praying that her family wouldn't find out about this.

Sorry if it was kind of crappy.

But please R&R and no flames.


Lotsa love, degrassichick

Oh and here's my disclaimer: Never have I nor will I own Harry Potter, that'd be JK Rowling's, not mine(damn it, no jk) and I don't own the song Get Your Shine On that would be owned by the GORGEOUS Jesse McCartney!