" we are severely misunderstood!" Draco Malfoy argued to a pudgy 4th year Gryffindoor. This was just one of the times he had had to confront someone about bashing the Slytherin name.
" there isn't a bad witch or wizard who wasn't in Slytherin." Argued a stocky boy. Only about four foot ten. While Draco was skinny and stretched out. He was a good five eleven almost six foot. Other children watched excitedly. Chanting, and placing bets.
" that argument is completely invalid. Its been proven dozens of times! For example proffeser Quirrel was a raven claw, peter petigrew w.." Draco was cut off.
" who gives a damn about them! " yelled the gruff boy. Flailing his arms around madly.
" you did! when you said...ugh I don't have time for you." Draco rubbed his for head in agony. He was tierd of dealing with these ignorant fools. Who didn't know their facts right. He turned his back.
A leather bond book was then launched at his head. Malfoy gracefully ducked. The gruff boy still chuckled.
" are you going to preform swan lake now, toe head?" Draco had always been teased about his hair. Ever since the day he was born. So names like albino, and toe head naturally struck a nerve. He felt the anger Bubble up inside him like, a boiling cauldron on the verge of over flowing. He whipped his head a round. He smirked. Gruff took a step back. He then knew he was out matched picking a fight with a boy much taller, wiser, and a year older.
Crack. Draco's fist crashed into the gryffindors face. He went flying across the room. The crowed was silenced. This was not the winner they were hoping for. Infact their wasn't a single Slytherin spectating the fight. If you would even call it that. It was mostly just talking then malfoy kicking butt.
He swept his blonde hair out of his face, then swooshed his silver and green scarf over his shoulder with elegance. And began casually walking to class. The stocky boy had a swollen eye and blood running from his nose. All though it did feel great, deep down inside draco knew he had just proven the boy right. He lowered his brows, at the thought. He passed threw the winding hallways. The castle was absolutely marvelous. Giant windows overlooked rolling green fields. Outlined by heavily wooded forest. Its beauty was undeniable. Lost in thought draco ran right into something. Something hard. Forcing him onto the ground. He opened his eyes to see Hermione granger. Her curly locks framed her face, as she fumbled along picking up her books. He stared opened mouthed for a moment.
" well are you just going to stare gap mouthed or are ya going to help the lady." Barked Ron weasley, defensively. Ron had always like Hermione. It was painfully obvious.
" its not like I need help from the likes of you!" Granger pouted, batting her long lashes. Ron snickered. Draco was snapped back to his senses. He searched his mind for a snappy comeback but his mind drew blank. Without a word he picked up his wand and book, then began to walk down the hallways once more.
" what was that all about." Said Ron starring draco down out of the corner of his eye.
" i don't know?" Hermione shrugged.
" that's the first time iv ever heard you say that!"
" that might be the first time iv ever said it." Giggled Hermione.
" said what? " said a boy with dark hair and round glasses.
" Harry!" They both said. Hugging him.
" guys its been about ten minutes." He said breathlessly from all the squeezing.
" yeah yeah yeah." Eye rolled Ron. Flipping his Orange hair. The golden trio happily began strolling threw the halls carrying themselves like royalty. While draco walked alone with only his thoughts. Longing for friends he used to know.* sup dudes! I don't normally write these authors notes but I thought I would make an exception for this chapter, since it is so short. Please let me know what you think down in the towel section ( aka the comments) I really like to hear feedback! Even more so on a new book. This is my first fan fic, but if you like this I have another book called shifting which is my main work at the moment. But if I get good feedback from this I will keep going with it. *
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FanfictionDraco Malfoy has never needed anyone, and certainly no one has ever needed him. Not really. The dark lord had other pawns, his parents could have other kids, it was like he wasn't needed any where. So alone in. the world he was left drifting. Until...