Pointlessly extraordinary-a Draco Malfoy fanfiction

My name is Lucy, and I am going to tell you my story, starting from the very beginning. Well, maybe not the very beginning, because that would be sort of boring. Lets start at my second year of Hogwarts, when I met my best friend. Now let me tell you, these memories are sort of painful for me, so lets not rush into things. Maybe I should explain a bit for you instead of jumping right in.
My father was a muggle who went missing when I was an infant. My mother was a witch who was murdered by who knows (The culprit was never found). In the summer I live in an orphanage for underage witches and wizards, and in the winter, I go to Hogwarts. I don't know how, but somewhere along the line, I found myself growing fond of a horrible boy named Draco Malfoy. Who, by the way, I am supposed to hate. I guess he was in the same situation as me, because we got caught in a love triangle. Except it wasn't really a triangle, because there wasn't a third member. I know what you're thinking. "A love triangle without a third person?" That was just how our relationship was. Complicated.
Life started to get even more complicated when I found white feathered wings sprouting from my back and a sudden urge to fly across the country. It made me wonder, was my dad really a muggle? Is this in my genes? Could this be happening to my brother, too? If this was in my genes, did that mean my father was still alive? Although the worst never occurred to me. That this could be happening to my brother, but in a totally different way. While I was being shown the light, he was being suffocated by depression and absolute hate.
This is a story about friendship, loyalty, love, and loss. This is my story, dear ol' cheery friend. So pop some popcorn and buckle your seatbelt, because this is going to be a long ride. (And no, I am not telling you the short version) (oh and by the way sorry for being so cheesy I can get a tad bit...dramatic)