Hello, my name is Psycho Centipeide(it is spelled wrong as a joke). I am still trying to figure out how this site works seeing as this is my first time publishing a story on here. Sorry in advance for any formatting problems hopefully I will figure out how to fix them soon. Also I am sorry about any misspelled words, or incorrect punctuation. I have not written a lot of stories, and I am actually hoping that by writing more I will get better about these things.

Draco's point of view:

As we boarded the train I take one last look at the boy in front of me, I know it will be the last time I see him this year. I wish I was able to say something to him, or even just acknowledge his existence. I turn when we reach the Slytherin part of the train and I find an empty compartment. Sometimes I sit with the others but right now I just want to be alone. I pull out a piece of parchment and begin to write.

This year has basically been a waste of my time. What a stupid way to waste fourth year, bloody dances and tournaments, it was all fairly useless. One of the few good things that came out of all of this is my relationship with Potter, and I can't even be happy about that right now because I have to go home.

My home life isn't really that bad, it is just dull. There isn't much to do besides wandering around and reading stupid old books no one cares about. At least this year I will have someone to write letters to. I wonder if my father will notice that I am writing letters to Potter, should I write to other students as well to balance it out? It would probably still be suspicious, I will just have to hope that he does not notice.

I am going to miss being able to talk to Potter without sneaking around behind my fathers back. Fooling other students into believing I still hate him isn't hard but my father is very good at noticing things. I can't even sit with him in this stupid train because my father might see through the windows. When did I get so paranoid about this? I guess it was around the time I noticed that I actually cared about Potter, and being able to have a real relationship before.

My father knows that I have messed around with boys before, but never like this. None of them were ever Gryffindors much less one like Potter. I also never wanted anything from the relationship, they have always just been a distraction. With Potter something is different, I want him to be happy, and I want to spend time with him. Clearly I am loosing my mind, I will never be able to have that kind of a relationship with him while I am this afraid of my father finding out. He has paid a lot of money to make sure word does not come out that I am into other guys.

Oh, looks like the train has stopped I guess I should go find my parents.

-Draco Malfoy

I hope you liked it, I know it was short but there will be more to come soon. Have a great day.