Draco looked at his father and mother in disbelief. He always knew they were involved with the dark arts, hell he wasn't even surprised they were death eaters, he didn't even care. What he did care about however was the fact that his only fucking family basically sold his soul to Voldemort.
"Draco, you must understand, we had no choice. You saw too much we either would have had to kill you or have you become a death eater as well." I tried to listen as my father desperately tried to explain. I could tell he didn't want to lose me. Even if he had abused me before and was a shit father, he loved me more than anything and right now I wish I could say I loved him back. But I simply didn't. I hated him. My mother noticed the way I was acting, almost like she read my mind.
"Draco, darling come here." She walked into the other room and I walked after her, not giving my father a second glance, she closed the door after me. She held her arms open and I practically threw myself in them. She rubbed my back gently while running her fingers through my hair.
"M-mother I'm scared.." I would never admit this to anyone else, because Malfoys weren't allowed to be scared, we didn't get that luxury. Me and my mother were extremely close though, you could say I'm kind've a mother's boy.
"I know sweetheart, I know." I shook slightly and I felt as though I was gonna cry, but I wouldn't, not in front of anyone. My mother sighed. She pulled away from my hug and frowned looking at me and moved some hair out of my face. "Your just a boy.." I swallowed my fears as I saw my mother was scared for me. I had to be strong for her.
"I'll be alright Mother." She smiled slightly.
"I know you will be, and just to let you know I don't care what you choose, death eater or telling Voldemort himself to shove off, I will always stand by you my dear boy." I teared up and hugged my mother one last time before walking back into the hogwarts hallway. I was still a bit shaken up but not shaken up enough to have Potter's stare of concern go unnoticed. I walked up to him.
"What're you looking at Potter?" He rolled his eyes.
"Are you alright Malfoy? You look stressed." My heartbeat sped up as I realized he noticed something was wrong and was worried.
"Like you care Potter, why don't you go have concern for your filthy excuses of friends." I sneered. Even though I loved him, I had a reputation to uphold. My heart nearly broke as I watched concern turn into hatred.
"You know what? Fuck you Malfoy! I was just worried because you looked as if you were going to kill yourself at any given minute but now I don't see why that might be such a bad idea!" I felt a pit in my stomach. He wants me dead? Harry seemed to notice how my entire being just crumbled and he flinched at what he said but he clearly wasn't going to apoligize. So I began to walk away to the Slytherin common room. "M-malfoy wait!" Harry started following me but I ignored him. "Malfoy!" He shouted after as he got trapped in a crowd of people. I finally got to the Slytherin house and sighed in relief. "Malfoy," He panted, "Wait, wait I need- I need to say something." I ignored him again and walked inside and heard him groan when I shut the door.
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Blaise was out with Pansy so it was just me in my room. Blaise had asked if I wanted to come as well but I told him I had work to do. That was three hours ago. Ever since he left I've just been sitting on my bed wrapped in my green covers just thinking and crying. I knew what would happen I'd become a death eater and the war would most likely kill me. I didn't want to die. There were to many things I never got to do. I never got my chance to make up with Harry, or to makeout with him, I never got to properly apoligize to Granger for being such a dick because I had this stupid fucking reputation to uphold. I never got to make friends with anyone other than Slytherins, not even that sweet tiny ravenclaw girl, what was her name again? Lucy? Luna? Luna yeah. I never got a chance to become friends with her, or stick up for her or anyone else who was getting bullied at Hogwarts. I hated bullying so fucking much. It's one of the reasons why I stopped making fun of Granger and Weasly. But I couldn't stop making fun of Harry, like I said, fucking reputation. I thought for a moment before standing up and getting angry.
"Why the fuck am I not doing any of these things? It's not like I have anyone to fucking impress any more!" It then dawned on me that I didn't have to do these things. "You know what? Fuck it, I'm done." I stormed out of my dorm and went to the great hall, considering it was already dinner time some how. Pansy and Blaise noticed I had sat down and said hey.
"Hey Dray, you good bro?" I looked at Blaise with my eyebrows raised.
"No, I'm done with everything. Im done with keeping up this bloddy reputation up! So you know what?! Im gonna apolgize to Granger and tell her how fucking smart and badass she is. Im gonna tell that Neville kid that im actually really impressed with the dedication he puts into taking care of his plants. Im gonna ask Luna Lovegood if we could start over and be friends and kick anyone's ass if they make fun of her! Im gonna dye my hair blue! And say fuck you to Snape and most importantly im gonna go right the fuck up to Mr.Golden boy in the dinning hall and kiss him for everyone to fucking see!" Blaise looked at me with wide eyes but Pansy just smirked.
"Go get him tiger, it's about time you started taking control of your life." I smiled at her and headed out to go find Granger to apoligize for being such a bloddly wanker to her all these years.
I'll make a second part to this i promise!!!
