It's 2:38 am, according to the grandfather clock. I've been awake this whole time, thinking. I don't like acting this way. I'm not a Death Eater, although I have to be. I don't like being mean to everyone. It's not me. Oh well, I guess. Not much I can do against Voldemort.... I'm tired. I think... I may ... try anndddd.....
~~the next morning~~
I get up as normal. I get dressed as normal. I yell at Crabbe and Goyle for being stupid, as normal. I go to breakfast, as boringly normal. Nothing new today. I see Ron, Hermione, and Harry all at the Gryffindor table. They look so happy, being themselves. I smile to myself thinking about what it would be like if I were me to everyone. Some other people waved at me from my table, and I went with them. Nothing new here either.
~~Nothing New Happens Until Potions Class with Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Professor Snape~~
"Harry, what happened?" Snape asked said to Harry. I had accidentally bumped his desk and spilled his potion.
"Malfoy knocked it over." He said.
"Don't lie to me, Harry. Start from the beginning."
"I'm not lying!"
"I said, start over."
"Um, Professor Snape sir, he's not lying." I spoke up.
"What?" Snape, along with the rest of the class looked at me.
"He's not lying. I bumped into his desk on the way to mine." I turned to Harry. "I'm sorry, I'll help you clean up." As I stated walking to the back of the room to get a rag, Harry stopped me.
"What was that for?" He asked.
"I'll tell you later, I've got to clean this up first." I cleaned up the potion and continued my day as normal. Then lunch. I walked into the great hall and saw, in the same seats, Harry, Ron, and Hermione. I almost went to them, but left to my table instead. Nothing happened the rest of the day.~~The next day in Potion Class~~
Snape called Harry out again. Even though he didn't do anything wrong. This has annoyed me for quit some time. But today, for the first time ever, I'm doing exactly what I want.
"Professor Snape, sir, Harry didn't do anything wrong. His potion is made quit well, he's followed all your instructions," I blurted.
"What's this? Why are you standing up for Potter?"
"Because he doesn't deserve what your giving him."
"..."
"You know what? Screw you, Snape. You're always on every students back, even though they did nothing wrong. I don't like how you treat non-Slytherins. There, I said it"
"Detention for a month cleaning the Owlery every single night." Snape practically spat at me.
"Ok. I can take that."
"Malfoy, what was that for?" Harry said to me quietly.
"To be honest, in tired of him treating you and your friends that way. I just wanted to do what I thought was right."
"Wow.... W-Well. Thanks."
"Potter! You will ALSO get detention with Draco in the Owlery." Snape yelled.
"Ugh. Oh well."
~~Later at Lunch~~
There they are at the Gryffindor table. I think today, I'll go sit with them... Yeah. I will. I walked over to their table behind Hermione, who I noticed had a book. What a surprise. Unfogging the Future, I'm also reading that, I really enjoy it actually.
"Unfogging the Future is a good book. I especially enjoy palm reading." I said to her as I sat next to her. She looked kind of surprised and a little suspicious at first, looked at Harry and Ron, who both shrugged, then said
"Yeah, palm reading is pretty cool. Although very difficult." We went on to have a full conversation.
After the next couple of classes, I headed back to my house common room before detention. In the bathroom, I decided I'd let me hair fall freely instead of slicking it back. It's naturally kind of curly, so it falls nicely. I'm just glad I'm being myself more.
~A few hours later in the Owlery~
"You two are to clean the room spotless" Snape instructed Harry and I.
"Yes Sir." We responded, almost in unison.
"Get going then" he said as he left the room.
"So Draco," Harry called me by my first name. "Why are you suddenly... so, different? It's not like you."
"Well, to be honest, it is me. I've never really liked being mean, being a supporter of Voldemort. I'm not, I just have to be. I really want to be nice. To be friends with you, Ron, and Hermione. To be able to freely be me." I began to mop the floor.
"Oh. I... had no idea you felt that way." He took down an empty cage and began to scrub it.
"Yeah...."
"You've also changed your hair. It looks nice." He caught he breath at the end of his sentence, almost as though he hadn't meant to say it.
"You think? Thanks. I like it down."
He mumbled something else, but I didn't hear. The next hour or so went by in conversation and work, than we both left for our bedrooms.
"Night Harry. See you tomorrow."
"Oh! Um, good night Draco."
~~ Next Day, breakfast~~
I went to sit next to across from Harry, who's next to Ron, next to Hermione.
"Hey guys. Can I eat with you?" The look at each other, than Harry said
"Yeah, sure. Did you dye your tips?"
"Huh? Oh, yeah. Bright blue. You like it? I'm not sure..." I answered.
"Yeah, I think it looks nice on you." Harry said. I think I may have been a bit flustered, even.
"Anyway, did you see the scores of the quidditch game?" Ron asked. Breakfast proceeded in friendly conversation, followed by the rest of the days. Before I knew, even detention was over.
~~The next morning~~
I woke feeling, different. Like I wanted to do something big. I think I know what to. I hurried and got dressed, than went to the great hall. I went over to the Gryffindor table, which had become the usual. I walked right to Harry, grabbed his face, and pulled him up into a kiss. At first, he seemed surprised, but then he melted into it. As soon as we broke apart, he smiled at me. I smiled back. In that moment, I didn't give a damn what anyone else was thinking or doing. In this moment, In finally happy.
Finally me.
A/N
So. It's really early. I didn't edit this. I saw something on the j Ferber and was like ok. Imma do that. So I did. I'm sorry if you didn't like it. Have a nice rest of whatever!~Bunny
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Finally Me (( A Harry Potter Fanfic))
FanfictionDraco Malfoy finally snaps. He's ready to be who he truly is, who he wants to be, rather than what the world thinks and expects of him. A really longish one shot.