Hate to Love you - Shrek x Draco Malfoy

Chapter 1 - Hogwarts

Shrek P.O.V

I was rowing the small boat that was struggling to hold my weight, Donkey (a donkey I met on the train) was yapping in my ear, but gasped, I was puzzled; nothing shut Donkey up. He would just trail off into his own Donkey world. I looked over my shoulder and saw everyone gazing at Hogwarts - even Malfoy (which was a surprise because he has no eyeballs). It was nothing compared to my swamp, however it was a nice view. The water looked black and shiny, reflecting the mesmerizing castle. Spots of yellow lights were traveling with our boats, leaving gradients from a dark yellow. My jumper was slowly tearing as the largest size simply wasn't large enough for an ogre. I was humming 'All Star' by Smashmouth, unfortunately causing Donkey to sing along.

My bright green skin glowed from the lantern separating Donkey and I - which was a relief. Despite Donkey's horrific screaming, I muted any muffled sound going through my long, green ears. I could taste the barbecue sauce and eyeballs from my feast on the train. Rotating my enormous head, I had a clearer view of the castle as the grey mist cleared away. The dark, colossal building - surrounded by the stars that glowed like a glow stick and the glistening moon - was on an island with a long, tall bridge leading to the entrance. The lights from inside the castle shone and lit up the whole, never-ending school.
"Shrek, I can't see the view with your large ogre body in the way." Donkey exclaimed, rocking the boat.

Inside the building was much more perplexed. Luckily, we were following a ginger Weasley, commanding us to move more swiftly. Then, we were greeted by a fairly old, wrinkly teacher with a pointy, green hat and a long, luxurious cloak at the top of one of the many stairs. Malfoy and his minions were giggling at Potter right next to me.
"What's that obese, green oaf doing here? Mudblood! He probably bathes in mud!"
Donkey backed away, whereas I stood up.

"Actually, yes, mud is good for your skin, looks like you're in desperate need of one with all that gel and wax in your hair. I may not have any hair, but I sure know how to style it, take some advice from my friend, here, Donkey. He has a lot of hair." I aggressively replied.
I stood there menacingly, smirking at my smart remark. Donkey gazed up at me in disbelief due to my 'friend' comment. His bulbous black eyes glistened just like how the lanterns glowed.

Draco frowned as he began to mumble a comeback, but failed to think of a better one.

"Mr. Shrek." I heard from one of my elongated ears. I was dreading those words on one of my first minutes in school. 'DETENTION'. It was whispering in my ear - or perhaps that was Donkey...