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Prologue There were a lot of things about Draco Malfoy that people didn't know. For one thing, Draco did not have the big, beautiful bedroom he boasted to own. His bedroom had no silk sheets or warm fireplaces; he did not sleep in a room big enough to be his own flat... |
1,450 | 17 |
| 2 |
Second Best His mother was wrong, Lucius Malfoy would not be proud of his son -- nothing Draco did was ever good enough. Despite receiving the highest marks in his class, all Lucius would see in the letter would be '...along with Miss Granger...' and for that reason he knew his marks would not matter. |
1,779 | 14 |
| 3 |
Draco Black "And what name should I place it under?" Tom asked, while pulling out the record book. Draco coughed and said his name as quickly as possible, slightly ashamed as to his name now that his father was in prison. "What? I can't hear you, speak up!" |
2,473 | 11 |
| 4 |
Borgin and Burkes Draco could blind himself with a spell gone wrong, and he would still know his way around Diagon Alley. There wasn't a single cobblestone he hadn't memorized or a shop name he didn't know. He had spent his early childhood wandering around these shops with his mother before his parents had decided he was a threat to their reputation... |
2,270 | 7 |
| 5 |
Fears With a sneer on his face Draco pulled out his wand and used it for the first time all summer to hover his trunk onto the train. Shoving first years out of his way and making the usual remarks he found an empty compartment where he placed his things. Now, all he had to do was wait for his friends... |
2,801 | 7 |
| 6 |
Dreams With that Draco closed his eyes and drifted off into a world that made no sense to him. The train compartment seemed to fade away, only to be replaced with the dungeon at home... |
2,828 | 7 |
| 7 |
The Past Though...there had been the Dementor's – the one's who helped her discover the truth. Most of the people at Hogwarts hated them with a burning, fearful passion. Yet, Kayla regarded them with interest and curiosity. How could such creatures come to be? And how was it that they allowed her to see a time in her life that she couldn't possibly remember? |
2,402 | 7 |
| 8 |
Uncontrollable Anger Draco continued to walk, closing his eyes and imagining he was still in Diagon Alley – that the reality of what he had to do wasn't really happening. That any moment Draco would awake in the dungeons of the Malfoy Manor, realizing it was all just a twisted, sick dream. |
2,627 | 5 |
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