Well... Um, hi? I guess. This is my first fan fic so go easy I guess.
Disclaimer: As much as I hope and pray to Jupiter and Zues a like, sadly I will never own ANY Harry potter characters. Go J.K. Rowling!
Draco Malfoy sat in the Slytherin common room staring at the fire wondering about the other day. The day he almost be came a death eater. He ran, Voldemort shooting spells at him behind his back as he ran. The he heard his father scream at him from behind, "You are not a Malfoy and you never will be!". The words echoed in his head. That day his father had disowned him. And so he swore he would protect Harry Potter and his friends. Help him kill Voldemort. Even if it cost him his life. But first came the *shudder* apologies.
Hermione's POV
I sat in the Gryffindor common room, watching Harry and Ron play an intense game of exploding snap. They were really into it. She would say something like, "Lunch is soon" and would get nothing in response or maybe the occasional "Mhm", but other than that, nothing.
How did I put up with them?!
Ugh, boys.
But they were my friends. Then my mind started to drift toward the upcoming tests we had, but, my thoughts were interrupted by an angry Ron chasing Harry around the room saying things that are better not repeated. But, then we heard a knock. Had Neville forgot the password again? He can be really daft sometimes. We went over to the portrait and standing there was the tall pale form of non other than the Slytherin Prince himself.
Draco Malfoy.
