The True PureBlood Princess

The Journey Begins

I arrive at this school that appears to be similar to my castle. My mother and father attended Hogwarts when they were young but didn't want me originally going, for I had duties to serve even at a young age in my kingdom.

Dumbledore escorted me into his office. "So Lockheart. I know your family for generations have all had the same house but we will still continue on with our tradition." He had told me. The sorting hat. I never realized how hideous it is. Probably has lice.

We went through the whole process and I was still confident in who I am- "slytherin!" The hat shouted.

"I could have someone help you around Hogwarts if you'd like miss Lockheart" he had offered but I wasn't interested. I'm sure that I could do it on my own.

I found my way to my room and I am so thankful he gave me one that I wouldn't have to share. It's looks nearly identical to the room back home.

I settle all my things and it's quite early. I read a clock on my bedside revealing that it's only 6:20 am. As I unpack my things I found my uniform hanging on the closet door.

I clean myself up and start heading to the great hall. As I entered it was empty and nothing like the great hall back at my home. I seat myself where I see my other classmates.

As others entered the hall I got many weird glares. I don't find any interest being here at all. This was supposed to be an escape place.

"Shut up Potter. No one wants to hear all your whining yet again this year." A lad my age has yelled.

I turned my head to see what was all the commotion was about. I see a boy with glasses and a weird mark on his forehead. I'm assuming he's the Potter everyone is whispering about. The other boy has an ashy blonde hair and is in the same house as me.

"Bloody hell, who are you staring at?" The boy snarled at me angrily. I don't know if he was trying to be intimidating but surely I've seen worse. You guessed right, my mother.

"Malfoy I suggest you be nice to our new classmate." A faint voice from the table said. I've heard that last name before but I can't put my finger on it. I just smirk to all this ridiculousness only to noticed Malfoy wasn't pleased by it.

As Dumbledore delivers a speech to everyone I realized something. I ran out the doors quickly and rushed to my room.

POV- Draco Malfoy

This girl with long brown hair appears to be at our table. Is she really in our house? As I'm putting Potter in his place I could feel her eyes setting upon me.

"Bloody hell, who are you staring at?" I snarled. What a creep. She just walks out of the room out of nowhere. I don't blame here, Dumbledores speeches are so boring. Anyways I already know she's such a coward and I don't even know her.

I demand to know what is with this girl. She doesn't even seem afraid of me.

Who am I kidding? She must be.