MUDBLOOD ➼ Draco Malfoy

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I wrap the sheets over my shivering body and sigh. I hate my life. I don't want to get up. I thought, as I stared at the door leading to the faces of those who hate me. I don't want to deal with this anymore.

I hate that I'm not accepted, I hate that I have little to no friends, I hate me. And the worst part is, I try to hide all of my feelings like nothings wrong.

I close my eyes and engulf in my loneliness.

But despite the aching in my bones, I hoisted myself up and put on my robes, lazily ran a brush through my hair, and went out the door with the books in my hand.

You know, the weight of the books could be a metaphor for the weight school has on my life.

As I ignored everyone in the common room, including Draco- I headed out to find something for myself to do before the day started.

I just can't wait in the common room anymore, I'm not wanted there, obviously. And what good is it going to do me if I stay? Probably none.

A few hours later I had a butter beer in my hands and literal murder on my mind. I hate the fact that everyone here is so dimwitted they even go as far as slinging stupid remarks at me as I walk by. It's dumb, really. They all say the same things- why not try something original for a change?

"Hey- watch it!" I shrieked as the scolding hot liquid seeped though the fabric of my robes.

"I- I'm sorry Mrs, I was just-"

"I swear all you little runts do is target me, don't you have anything better to do?" I groaned and removed the soaked robe from my body.

"No, I didn't mean to do it, honest! Hey, are you...?"

"Victoria. Yeah." I sighed and gripped onto the cup that was no longer filled with my sweet butter beer.

The boy looked distraught- his curly, golden brown hair was sticking in all directions, and his two gaped front teeth were presented from his agape mouth. He wore golden robes, Hufflepuff. Who knows if he hates me for being a muggle-born?

"I-I'm sorry Victoria. I'll buy you a new one." He promised, wow. This kid actually cared about spilling the drink on me.

"No," I patted my stained clothes. "You don't need to do that." I sighed.

"Well, my name is Archie..." He holds out his hand for me to shake. After thinking it over, I do.

"You know me. Why?" I asked, no doubt it was for a negative reason.

"Oh! Uh- you're my cousin's girlfriend. Alex." He smiles.

Oh. Alex.

"I'm not his 'girlfriend'... and your cousin is a insensitive jerk. I wouldn't get back with him if we were the last two people on this planet and we had to repopulate." I rolled my eyes.

Archie blushed and his smile faded.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know... So uh- you got a new boyfriend?" He asked somewhat timidly.

"You want to ask me on a date?" I teased. "Sorry but I don't think someone who spilled a scolding hot drink on me is someone likable." I joked with him, but he seemed to not get it. His already crimson stained cheeks began to blush even brighter.

"N-no I was just curious."

"I'm sorry kid I uh- I was joking..." I awkwardly murmured, his shy smile returned.

"It's okay. What class do you have to go to?" He asked. I racked my brain for my schedule I seem to always forget.

"I've got potions, I think."

"Me too!" He exclaimed. "Why don't I ever see you?"

And that was when the brilliant plan hatched. Draco wont be able to sit beside of me if Archie and I get there fast enough. I won't have to deal with his mouth.

"I don't know- hey... do you want to be my partner?" I asked.

"Sure!" He smiled big, and we walked to potions together.

On the way there Archie gushed about his love for baking- and even slipped me a cookie from his bag. It was amazing, honestly. I wish I could cook like that, but I've got better things to do. I didn't have anything to talk about to him, though. I don't have any distinct interests besides reading. Which I'm sure is boring for Archie. But who knows. He talked about everything down to his family- and come to find out, he's a muggle-born too. I'd hate to know if he gets all the hate that I do. I see him as a kid, honestly. Despite the fact that he's probably older than me. He's shorter than me, though.

When we entered the potions classroom, the first thing I see is Draco's white blonde head. Our eyes met for a split second, then he crossed his arms and stared forward. He was sitting in the same spot. at 'our' table.

There wasn't anyone else in the room, so I mentally kicked myself for coming so early.

"Hey- Let's sit in the back!" Archie smiled, and took my hand. He practically drug me.

Draco furrowed his eyebrows and shot us a glare.

"What are you two mudbloods doing- forming an alliance?" He laughed. Oh Merlin- he isn't funny.

I rolled my eyes and didn't say anything to him.

"Does he bother you too?" I asked Archie, he nodded his head timidly. Oh- this is the last straw.

He's horrible! He really is! Archie is... really sweet, and he's judging him by his blood type instead of his amazing personality. What's wrong with him? He gets my blood boiling.

"What's you're problem?" I snapped.

"Problem is your dirty blood is making the whole student body gag." He laughed. 

"There's literally not one difference between you and us." I spat back. "You know that. I know you do. You just don't want your precious father to-"

"Don't bring my father in to this!" He snapped back. "Mudbloods are disgusting- and even if you weren't a mudblood- I'd still hate you!"

"We'd be the same exact way we were if you weren't such a close minded freak- but I guess I dodged a bullet- I know how cruel you can be. You really are a bad person, Draco."

Draco's face fell slightly, and just when he was about to rebuttal- we were interrupted by professor Snape. Draco's mouth closed, and he turned around and crossed his arms. I smirked

"Is there a problem here?" Snape asked, his voice dripping with authority.

"No." Archie claimed. 

Snape glared and let it go when students began to fill the room.

"Don't listen to him, kid. He's just got daddy issues." I muttered to Archie, he nodded his head and looked forward.

I enjoyed being in potions with Archie- he's honestly a great friend. Friend. wow...

The rest of the day Archie and I talked all day- and I didn't go to my dorm until it was our bed time. It was fun, honestly... And the best part of it is, I didn't dwell on how horrible my life is.

I didn't think about the mess I'm in.