Disclaimer: I don't own harry potter and the rainbow fish.


"Hermione, hold my hand. This bookstore is a large place, I don't want you wandering around." Mrs Granger told five year old Hermione.

Hermione looked up to see her mother's frowning face. "Mummy, can I go to the kids section? I'll stay there and wait for you."

Mrs Granger thought about it for a moment before nodding her head. "Alright, Hermione but stay there okay? Make sure you don't talk to - -"

"Strangers, mum. I know." Little Hermione scoffed, letting go of her mother's hand.

She waved her mother good-bye and headed towards her favorite section. When she got there, she began looking for books with lots of pictures before sitting down on her usual bench. She looked at the cover and admired the artwork of a fish with lots of colorful scales. She opened the book eagerly and began to read.

As she was about to turn the page, she heard a sudden thud and what sounded like books falling down. She quickly closed her book, set it on the bench, and walked towards the noise to investigate. When she made a turn, she saw a young boy who looked about her age with short blond hair and pale skin. The boy was laying on the floor, with heaps of books scattered around him. Hermione quickly went to his side and gathered the books.

"Are you okay?" Hermione asked the boy, who was sitting up.

The boy looked at Hermione and noticed books were everywhere. "How did these books fall?"

She shrugged, "I don't know. What happened?" She placed the last book in it's rightful place, before turning back to face the blond boy.

"My parents are out today, so I'm stuck with a nanny. She told me she needed to get something in this bookstore, so I asked her if I can come." He looked around the shelves and groaned, "I was trying to reach that book over there, but I can't get it."

Hermione looked up and saw the book was above their reach. "Maybe that's why the books fell. Did you ask help?"

"No." The boy said, sighing as he stared at the book he can't reach.

"Why not?" She asked, frowning.

"I'm not even supposed to be here. But I told my nanny I wouldn't tell my parents." He then looked at her coldly and crossed his arms. "I'm not even suppose to be talking to you."

"Why?" She felt slightly hurt, but she was good at hiding it.

"You're a muggle." The boy said, in a as-a-matter-of-fact tone.

Hermione scrunched her face is confusion. "What's a muggle?"

The boy stared at her as if she was telling a stupid joke. "Father said I'm not allowed to be talking to muggles. You're a muggle."

She looked at the boy with confusion before she realized something. "Oh! You mean strangers? Mum says I'm not allowed to talk to strangers like you, but here I am." She grinned at the boy.

This time, the boy looked at her with confusion written all over his pale face. "Strangers?"

Hermione rolled her eyes impatiently, "You're a stranger. I don't know you, you don't know me, but yet we're still talking to each other." Her face suddenly lit up when she had an idea. "I know! I'll introduce myself to you and you'll introduce yourself to me. That way, we both won't get in trouble for talking to each other."

"You think that would work?" He asked, sitting down on the floor.

"Don't sit there! Mother says the floor is dirty. Let's sit here." Hermione bossily said to the boy, and leading him to a bench. "And yes, it should work. We won't be strangers, we can be friends!"

The boy looked at the excited girl with interest. He never had a muggle friend before. "Okay"

Hermione beamed at him. "My name is Hermione Granger. What's yours?" She extended her hand out.

He looked at her hand and shook it, "My name's Draco Malfoy."

"You're name sounds like this one boy in my preschool class last year, name Drake." Hermione giggled, snatching the book she left in her bench. "I think I'll call you Drake instead; You're name sounds funny!"

"So do yours! I don't think I can even say it. Herminee" Draco said, crossing his arms. "What are you reading?"

Hermione looked at the book and then to Draco. "It's pronounce Her-my-oh-knee. Not Her-my-knee. and this book is called, The Rainbow Fish."

"That's nice." Draco said, not even caring how to say her name correctly.

He was looking at the pictures as Hermione turned the pages, before his nanny called him.

"Draco, where are you?" His nanny called out.

Draco's head shot up and groaned. "I have to go."

Hermione looked quite put out but nodded. "It was nice to meet you, Drake. I made a new friend!"

Draco gave Hermione a shy smile. "You too, Herminee. Maybe I'll ask my nanny to take me here again."

She beamed at the idea, "Okay! I spend most of my time here with mum since she works here as her second job for fun. She likes reading too." She gasped excitedly, "We can be reading buddies!"

Draco grinned and shrugged, "Okay."

"Draco, there you are! Didn't you hear me call you?" His nanny appeared next to him.

He looked at his nanny and took her hand, before waving at Hermione. "Bye Herminee"

"Bye, Drake." She said.

The nanny gave her a scowling look and dragged Draco out of the bookstore.

She probably thinks I'm still a stranger to him. Hermione thought to herself. She opened her book and continued reading, feeling excited she made a new friend with a boy who has a funny name.

I know I know... I'm writing another story already. haha but this idea just popped into my head as I was brainstorming, so I wanted to start it before I forgot about it! haha How's it so far?