Malfoy's Secret
Malfoy's Secret
Chapter 1.
Malfoy headed to breakfast as usual every morning during the summer. His mother was at the table, reading and his father was out. His new house elf, Yuttie, served him bacon and eggs.
"Here you go, master!" The small house elf cried. He looked down at the house elf and spit on her.
"Go shut your ears in the oven door," He replied. His mother did not look up but sighed deeply.
"What is wrong with your breakfast, this time?" She asked. Malfoy sniffed and walked away. He was in an extremely bad mood since the train ride home.
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On the Hogwarts Express, Malfoy spotted a beautiful 6th year. She had long blonde hair, grey eyes, and a goddess-like body. They made eye-contact for a second but the girl looked away. He was about to enter the compartment when Pansy walked up to him.
"Hi, Draco. How are you?" She asked sweetly. She ran a hand through his hair and took him by the hand. "Let's go sit back down."
"I will be there in a moment. Go sit," he instructed her. She walked away, looking back at him with a dirty look. For the second time, Draco went for the handle but heard footsteps. He turned around quickly and was greeted by Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, and the mudblood Hermione Granger. She's pretty. One voice said in his head. Yeah, pretty dirty, the slimy mudblood. A second voice scolded. He sniggered and started to mutter a curse but Ron heard.
"Oy! D.A., Malfoy is trying to curse us!" Ron shouted. The girl Draco spotted looked up, very interested. The next compartment flew open and half a dozen D.A. members came out and shouted different curses. By the end of their breaths, what was left of Malfoy was a giant slug. As a slug, he made his way back to his compartment, cold with fury. Pansy saw him and muttered the counter course. He turned back to a human and went to find Harry's compartment.
"You'll pay for that, Potter. My father will hear about this. You're dead." Malfoy whispered. Harry gave a pretend look of mock concern and then laughed.
"What are you going to do? Tell your dad that Potter, your enemy, Weasley, a blood-traitor, and a muggleborn beat the hell out of you? Well, I'm not sure your father would approve, you cute little bouncing ferret!" Harry said happily. Draco stalked off to his own compartment.
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Draco went to his room and chucked his books at the wall. It did nothing but damage the books, but Draco didn't care. He was going to get Potter back, no matter what. He made him look like an idiot in front of beautiful girl-no, not girl, Malfoy thought, goddess.
Too bad he knew nothing of the girl.
