Mondegreen
Chapter 1: 1st Year
1st Year
The first time I saw you, was in Madam Malkin's Robe Shop. I didn't know who you were back then but there was just something about you. Your eyes were Slytherin green. There was something about you which pulled me to you. I wanted to introduce myself but father told me not to… that I had to wait. I just wanted you to be my friend; you looked like someone I could tell anything to, like I could explain my situation to you. I didn't want to leave; I wanted to speak to you.
When I heard it was you, that you were coming to Hogwarts, I was excited… I couldn't wait to meet you. I just wanted to be your friend. Father told me it was important to befriend you. When I introduced myself, I now realize why you declined my hand in friendship. It hurt you know, when you declined. I felt like you'd just punched me in the stomach, I didn't know why you did it and why it hurt so much. Of course I know now, at the time I just blamed it on being a Malfoy and family pride. What I said to you was wrong, I realize that now. I wanted to impress you; it was all the things I'd been taught since I was old enough to understand. It was all I knew, I thought muggles were the evil ones… the ones ruining magic. I never understood why it hurt quite so much.
I thought you should be in Slytherin, the right house, the good house. When you fought the mountain troll I realized that you were brave… probably on of the bravest people I'd ever met, of course I would never admit it to anyone. There was the reason you were in Gryffindor. You were so full of courage and love. I could never tell anyone what I thought of you. So instead I told everyone the opposite… that it was stupid and no on in their right minds would ever go near a mountain troll.
The first quiddich match, of course I was rooting for Slytherin… but at the same time I was hoping you would catch the snitch just to prove that you deserved to be the Gryffindor seeker. I knew you were the youngest seeker in a century; I hadn't planned on joining in second year… I didn't plan on it until I saw you fly, which I did but that's something I'll talk about later. You had that new broom… the nimbus 2000… the fastest broom there was at the time, I was glad you won. I would never tell anyone that either, I was worried of what Slytherin would think of me, what father would think of me. I knew you were seeker for a reason and so did every Gryffindor… it was my way of proving it to the rest I suppose.
The night we got detention together, I was gloating. I'd caught you red handed… of course I went straight to McGonagall. It wasn't the best idea, considering it cost Slytherin 50 points and I got detention. We had detention in the forbidden forest, I was terrified. I got stuck with you, or at least that's how I thought of it at the time. I talked to you about my father, how well of my family was… told you that it was "slave's work". It was only to hide my fear from you… I hadn't learnt from the last time obviously and thought I would try again to impress you with what I had learnt.
The night Voldemort returned you were there of course. We were all relying on you to defeat the dark lord once again. I knew you could, I never doubted you. Everyone expected me to follow in my father's footsteps just how I thought I should. I never met someone like you and every time you looked at me with those emerald green eyes I never wanted to stop looking. I wanted you to know that I had faith in you; I knew you would save Hogwarts from the Dark Lord and I knew that you would save me. Save me from him and from my family. A Malfoy is to serve their master like a dutiful servant. I didn't want that kind of life; I didn't want to be tortured in slavery to an evil man, if you can even call him that.
When Slytherin won the house cup I was excited! My first year and we've won. But then Dumbledore started adding points to Gryffindors. I was jealous… so close… we were so close, it was like teasing almost. I explained how Dumbledore just wanted to help his favorite students. I mean who had ever heard of 50 points for chess? It would have been fine if he'd left it… if we'd tied. But why did he need to add extra points for Longbottom? It wasn't fair. I was disappointed, angry and jealous. You got everything you wanted while I was stuck doing what my father wanted. I did what he asked; I wanted to make him proud. I knew that it would definitely hurt me more to disobey him.
This was the year I met you… the year I found out who you were. I knew you then only as Harry Potter; 'The Boy Who Lived'. I couldn't see you as anything more… it would only hurt me more. I wanted to be your friend… but you rejected me. Instead you chose to be friends with the Weasel and Mudblood. It hurt me more than you know, but I forgave you because it wasn't your fault. It was mine… I insulted you by insulting your friends. I still don't like them but I'll live.
This is my second fic… I'm at a loss with the other one but I will continue it… eventually. This one has potential… next chapter is second year. The story will take place mainly after 7th but first… the early years. I have my exams at the moment but I will try my best to get these up as soon as I can. These aren't going to be insanely long chapters but should be somewhere around 1,000 words. Thanks for reading… please tell me what you think.