The train finally stopped at our destination and everyone was looking out of their windows, gaping out at the landscape. Crabbe, Goyle, and I were all dressed and ready to exit and they seemed excited for the new year, but I? I was anxious about it to be fairly honest. We were starting to get more serious about school...and more serious about our futures.
I was the most terrified about my future. My parents were death eaters...and now that He Who Must Not be Named was back, they were expecting me to follow in their footsteps. I had always been proud to be a Malfoy. We were one of the last pureblood families left and we were majorly rich and respected, we even had special treatment from the Ministry of Magic. But something changed after 4th year.
I didn't want to be a Malfoy. I didn't want to be with my parents, especially my father. He was cruel and wicked and selfish; he always had been I just don't know why I hadn't realized that before. I questioned myself and if people saw me as similar to my father. I didn't want to be my father! I wanted people to look at him then at me and think that we were nothing alike...
My mother? She was kind, loyal, and humble. She was the only peaceful thing in my life. I wanted to be like her. The only issue was that she was easily persuaded to become a death eater ever since her childhood, since she was a part of the Black family. I wasn't proud of our past. I wanted to change as a person so badly, but I just...
I had no choice...
Soon we had to leave the train and Pansy came running to my side, gripping my arm. She had always been a bit clingy, but I was too lost in my thoughts to reject her (again). Plus, she was happy by my side and...being a good person started here, I guess. We had all of our belongings together and the first years went with Hagrid, the giant oaf- I mean...my favorite teacher. Yes...my favorite.
This was going to be a lot more difficult than I had thought.
We began walking to the carriages and there were these giant bony horses with wings next to them. I jumped in fright! What were those beasts?!
"Dracy? What's wrong?" Pansy asked me, worry etched all over her face. I had never seen these things before. How come Hogwarts had just gotten them now? There used to be nothing pulling them, I thought it was just magic...what if they had been there all along though? I had to no if anyone else could see them.
"Do you see those?" I asked Crabbe and Goyle, pointing to the strange looking black horses. They looked at me, thinking I was insane. They squinted their eyes trying to see what I was seeing.
"Uh, no. What're you talkin' about?" They asked. I just shook my head and told them to forget about it. We all were walking towards a carriage when I noticed that Lucia girl petting one of the horses.
So she could see them too...
I had to talk to her and know what they were. C'mon Draco you can do this, just talk to her it can't be that difficult, honestly, "Guys, I'll be right back okay?" They said it was fine and I left the carriage. I began walking towards her. Why was she so intimidating? She definitely didn't seem that way all of these years, but now, I guess she was, at least to me.
"Hey...," I said trying to start a conversation. Nearly everyone else were in the carriages, waiting patiently for them to start going to the castle in the distance. She looked at me, startled, "Oh uh hi? What're you doing here?" She asked, getting to the point as usual. She wasn't afraid to ask those types of questions. Most people wouldn't want to do that and ease into the touchy and personal stuff, but not her.
"Oh well if we are being straight forward here, I...you can see them too?" I asked, gesturing towards the horses next to us. She smiled softly, realizing that I had noticed them. Her face quickly went into a pitiful and sorrowful expression though, which caused me to be rather nervous about what she would respond with.
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