Draco Malfoy and fanfiction

Death eater Malfoy

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now on to the story /_(*-*)_/

Draco's POV: 

Hogwarts is the only place I get to relax and hang out with Blaise and Goyle. After since I passed the death-eater ritual, I haven't gotten any sleep. Just for once I get to actually have all the good things passed on to me, but no. All Malfoys aren't on the good side. I've got a letter from The Ministry of Magic .  

Dear Mr. Malfoy, 

It is now the best time to tell you about this evidence we have just found. It is by blood that you are related to the Weasley's since your grandma and Septimus Weasley had a affair before she got betrothed to Abraxas Malfoy and you are the heir of Slytherin, though you still are a Malfoy. You know how Salazar Slytherin is stereotyped as a muggle-born hater, well the truth is he wasn't, he was fond of muggle-borns that he married one. He kept this as a secret and later on we have found letters to prove that he wasn't a muggle born hater. You are probably shocked right now by what we had just told you but in the Slytherin common room is a hidden room that Salazar Slytherin had intended to keep for his heirs. Since you are the heir of Slytherin, you are allowed to stay their but is you don't it will be fine. Also we found a hidden room in  Godric Gryffindor  that has the same situation as you except the heir of Gryffindor is Hermione Granger. I wish you the best 

~The Ministry of Magic 

"What the fuck! i'm related to Weasel bee and the Heir of Slytherin" I shouted across the room. 

The door suddenly opens and I quickly hid away the letter under my comfy silky black pillow. 

"Draco are you alright I heard you scream so I came up here to check on you, are you okay?" Asks Mother.

"No, I just stubbed my toe on the side of the bed frame, mother" I said emphasizing the word mother. 

"Well okay, it's best to go today to Diagon Alley to get your supplies since there is a sale in Flourish and Blotts." says Mother 

"It's just  a sale, I could afford anything I want without leaving a dent in my bank account, mother" I said emphasizing mother again. 

"Well suit yourself, if you need anything i'll be just down stairs." Says mother lazily.

Ah! Finally, I could take a shower then i'll apparate myself to Flourish and Blotts.