|| This is fan fiction towards Draco Malfoy || "I'm not shitting around Malfoy, listen to me" my words are shaken and uncertain, I'm nothing but defenceless. I don't like the person he makes me around him. Irvene Satterton has attended a number of wizardry schools, each the time she spent there seemed as if mear quick visit. Having the reputation of being expelled doesn't have its 'cliche' perks as you may assume. Schools would avoid and create the most bizarre excuses to not even attempt to comprise the idea of her attending their own. The motivation and persistence from her parents was decreasing rapidly, her future was soon to being lost. This was till a single letter inclosed with a blood red wax stamp drifted through from the tattered letter box, and onto the ground below. Irvene Satterton has been accepted into Hogwarts. || WARNING || This fan-fiction may contain upsetting and triggering themes for some readers, please read with this in mind. I also do not own the Harry Potter franchise in any way or any of the characters included. This is simply fanfiction wrote for those to enjoy :)All Rights Reserved