breathe

chapter one

The beginning of the schoolyear made Draco always anxious, he always had to move schools, his parents either had a hard time settling down in a house and moved every year or they had a divorce again and had to search for a better school for Draco. they had promised Draco that his last year would be different, no bullying, no divorces. Although they were fighting when Draco left. looking over the hallway made Draco anxious, but it made him even more anxious when he couldn't find his locker, he'd been everywhere, but couldn't find it. he looked down onto his phone where he had written instructions of how he had to answer and ask everything, but nothing about his locker was in there. He bumped into someone. "oops." Draco looked up and saw a man in front of him. "hi, can you help me?" Draco asked. the person standing in front of him was taken aback from Draco. "sure." He said. "where is locker number 483?" Draco asked. "that's in the boy's section." The man said. "yeah, obviously." Draco said. "you're wearing a girl's uniform." Draco rolled his eyes. "are you gonna judge me with my clothing preference?" Draco asked. "no, sorry. Are you a boy?" he asked. "yes." Draco said. he nodded. "what's your name?" he asked. "Draco Malfoy." he smiled. "you're the new student, hi I'm your head teacher. Mr. Potter." He said. "great to know where is my locker?" Draco asked. "follow me." Draco followed his teacher until they reached his. "thanks for the help." Draco said. "that's alright." he said. Draco opened the locker and put his bag inside and searched for his register. "we have teacher introduction, now. So me and my class get to know each other." he said. "oh thanks, where is that?" Draco asked. "down the hallway." Harry said. "do you drink coffee?" Draco asked. "no why do you ask?" he got a frown on his face and Draco looked down. "you have coffee stain on your shirt." he nodded and chuckled lightly. "sorry for that, my coworker thought I had to be baptized, because I'm new." Harry said. "really?" Draco asked. "tradition, mostly it's everywhere, but well I kinda ditched it." Harry said. "here." Draco got a shirt out of his bag. "I always carry around one, so mom doesn't get mad when I come home with stains on my shirt, it's feminine though." Draco said. "that's alright, thanks I'll give it back tomorrow." Harry said and walked away.

Harry sat down onto his desk. "good morning everyone, I know it's Monday, it's a Monday after a long summer break and you probably hate your life right now. I understand nobody wants to be here right now. Including me." Harry smiled and looked around. "I'm new from this year, I graduated last year, so please go easy on me." Harry begged. He watched some people in the back talking. "I heard this school, especially this class is good in bullying teacher and making them resign, but I'm not that easy. Also my name is Harry Potter. If you want you can call me Harry. because I'm only three years older than you guys." Harry said. he looked around for possible targets. "you there in the back, with the blond hair, introduce yourself, to me, to the class." Harry smiled at the boy he'd met in the corridor. "I hate you for this, I'm Draco Malfoy, I'm new because my parents are stupid. I hate school. I dress like a girl because it makes me feel good." Draco said. "any hobbies?" Harry asked. "I like to smack teacher in the face when they ask me for my hobbies." Draco said. "okay what would like to become?" Harry asked. "I wanna work at the suicide hotline." Draco replied. "why?" Harry asked. "because I lost my sister to suicide and I could've prevented it, the hotline could've prevented it if they had some more workers." Draco said. "that's a great dream you have." Harry said. "thanks, can we go to the next person?" Draco asked. Harry looked at a girl in the front. "you." he said. "I'm Pansy Parkinson, no I do not have Parkinson. My dad does though kinda sad." She said. "what are your hobbies?" Harry asked. "don't have one." she said. "what do you wanna become?" Harry asked. "a make-up artist or model." She said. "okay, great dream." Harry looked at the boy next to her. "I'm Blaise Zabini, I'm from Nigeria. I don't have hobbies or anything I wanna do in the future." He said. Harry looked at another boy in back. "I'm Ronald Weasley, you fucked my sister last week." He said. "we were dating, I didn't just do it." harry said. Ron scoffed. "she hates you." he said. "for me coming out as bisexual?" Harry asked. "yes." He said. "okay next to you?" Harry looked at a girl. "I'm Hermione Granger, my hobby is reading and I wanna become an author." She said. "great dreams, I had that dream once too. I loved reading. I just didn't have any inspiration." Harry replied. She smiled. "you?" he looked at two boys sitting next to each other. "I'm Dean Thomas my hobby is snogging my boyfriend and I wanna work for my boyfriend's dad." He said. "great." He said. "I'm Seamus, my hobby is also snogging my boyfriend, we're dating." Seamus smiled at Dean. "nice to know." Harry said and looked over at a boy. "Theodore, I'm Pansy fuckbuddy and Blaise's boytoy." He said. "nice." Harry smiled. he looked at the last person left. "don't bother looking at me." She looked at her nails. "what's your name." Harry said. "I'm River, that's it." she said. "okay, nice to get to know you guys, I'll be your English and math and chemistry teacher." He said. "oh god, I'll have this asshole fucking 10 hours a week, great." River rolled her eyes. "we'll try to make it nice River, is that your actual name?" Harry asked. "my parents named me fucking Rachelle, but like I hate that name. they want me to look like that stupid barbie, so I changed it to River." She said. Harry nodded.