When you arrived at Hogwarts, you were beyond baffled at the size. You had never seen so many students, so many uniforms, and so many staircases. You were home schooled by your aunt, so this was a completely different setting.
Upon entering the massive castle of a school, you were given a schedule that replicated Draco's, courtesy of Professor Snape. You were also given a Slytherin uniform, robe, and dorm room. You'd be literally be following Draco around like a lost dog. Although he wouldn't admit it, he didn't mind your company.
As you struggled to keep all your new things in your arms, you tried to make small talk with Draco to possibly break the silence between you. "So how long have you been here?"
Draco kept a quick pace and you struggled to keep up behind him. "Since day one; first year."
You nodded trying to keep the conversation alive. "Right. Must be a good school then?"
Draco began to turn the corner but abruptly stopped, leaving you barely any time to brace yourself, but you managed not to run into him.
Barely.
He slightly looked down at you. "Actually, no. This school is absolutely dreadful, and-"
Draco was cut off by a tall, slim older looking lady with gray hair that was tied up in a tight bun. "And what else, Mr. Malfoy?" She spoke raising an eyebrow at him.
Draco pursed his lips and looked to you then back to the woman. "Nothing, Professor."
"That's what I thought. Now to class with you." She looked to you as Draco turned and walked away at a brisk pace. "You must be (Mr/Ms). (Y/L/N)."
You nodded not knowing what to say. All that ran through your mind was how you were going to find your way anywhere with out Tall-Blond-And-Handsome.
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Death Eater Too
FanfictionReader X Draco Malfoy You recently became a death eater, great. What's even worse than that? Sharing a home with the Malfoys. Is it all as bad as you first thought? You'd find out when you realize you've became the bad influence on Draco.
