An innocent betrayal of duty

Chapter 1

Ever since I can remember, whenever I'd visit my grandparents. I'd always have to go and pay a visit to the Malfoy's for dinner. My grandmother anxious to 'right my mothers wrongs' would always try and push Draco and I together. Every year was the same until we were about eight or nine. When his father sowed the seeds of hatred. These were further embedded when we went to Hogwarts. I was sorted into Gryffindor and he Slytherin. Our allegiances changed we no longer held a bond, however weak.

I remember when we were children and how he taught me to swim in the freezing cold lakes that littered the Malfoy estate. Only young. I can't slight imagine his hand gently grasping mine when he first led me into the sun-zero water whilst he insisted "it's not that cold!". We walked back through the forest a few minutes later afterwards only a few minutes later but already my teeth were chattering so loudly and violently he could obviously hear them because he kissed me- my first kiss and said " only to stop that awful noise. My father better not hear about this!" As if the shame of kissing me was already something he was aware of. He couldn't dare do anything with someone whose parents deserted the cause. The funny thing was he did it again when we said goodbye. His dad saw this time, the letters we would exchange stopped rather abruptly after that...

The next time I saw him was when both of us were eleven years old, ready to begin our time at Hogwarts school of witchcraft and wizardry.  We were both waiting to enter the grand hall. Our eyes dancing around the room bewildered by all of the new things when they met his steel grey eyes meeting my baby blue orbs. I didn't see that sweet boy I used to know that time. All I could see was Lucius Malfoy and the grip he had on the boy I used to know, a boy who didn't exist anymore. The boy who kissed me to try and stop my teeth chattering.
All I could think was how did the change occur so suddenly? His personality becoming twisted and warped, almost like a snake constricting a creature slowly but surely destroying. Lucius' venomous hold paralysing him. I knew we'd never speak again. The boy I knew was gone.

But one day in our third year he came back.