Draco has been told all his life what a Malloy should be. What happens when he can't be the boy his parents expect? Just a quick warning: this fic is pretty much going to be entirely angst, so... sorry about that? This is based on an idea i had a while ago. I'm trying t make it as accurate to the books as possible, so all of this COULD be cannon (cannon according to the books). This is not a Drarry fic, just some very angsty gay Draco. All the characters and situations belong to JK Rowning, along with some of the dialogue. The basic premise is that Draco is gay, and very confused, and then sh*t happens and everyone is sad. Have fun!