AN: So, this story will be a bit of an AU. NO DARK LORD RETURNING PLEASE. Just wrote this short multi-chapter fic for fun. But still, reviews are encouraged so please leave one if you can.
To establish a few facts before I officially begin with my story, (1) When Voldemort dies the first time, he really died then, (2) Sirius adopted Harry, so of course, Sirius is not in Azkaban, (3) The Golden Trio is still the golden trio, less the Voldemort part, and (4) I have no beta so please spare me.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is not mine of course. Wish I did, but unfortunately NO.
Prologue
To most of the students of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, it would seem as if resident Slytherin Draco Malfoy, had it all. Good looks, more riches that one can even count, sex appeal and most of all, power and influence over a lot of the students residing in the school. If Draco wanted something to happen, he only needed to utter a single word and it would be done. The only students who were free from his control, where only a few students from other houses. The most notable ones where the Weasley siblings, Harry Potter and Hermione Granger.
The Weasley siblings came from a family who, for hundreds of years, never got along with the Malfoy family. They weren't rich but since they came from one of the purest bloodlines in all of England, it was very hard for Draco to even touch them. Harry Potter was, for one, known as the BOY-WHO-VANQUISHED-THE-DARK-LORD or according to Draco himself, just a lucky fool. The Gryffindor superstar was even more popular than him for saving the magical population of England when he was a baby. He may have been an orphan but he was adopted into the Black family by his godfather Sirius Black. Technically, he was a cousin by adoption of some sort, but Draco just ignored him and often secretly wished he would just disappear.
But the one he hated the most was not Potter and not a single one of the Weasley siblings. The one who held the torch for being the most insufferable one of all was none other than Hermione Granger. He honestly didn't know why the girl was so popular despite being such a swot. Her hair was so bushy that he wouldn't be surprised to see a squirrel making a nest inside of it. And her hair was just one thing that annoyed him, if Draco was totally honest with himself, he disliked everything about her. What was worse was that Hermione Granger didn't acknowledge him in any way, to her, he was just an insignificant flea on the wall, and to Draco Malfoy, that was the worst insult of them all. He would give anything to take that woman down a notch.
Draco was grinning as he made his way towards the dungeons. One of his informants told him that if he tried to sneak into the library past curfew on days starting with a letter T, he just might stumble on the secret of the century. He didn't know if the information was true, but his 'informant' was so adamant that the secret was authentic and was worth a lot. Worth so much that it would spare him from having to suffer the Mafoy heir's wrath. Draco, being the merciful man that he was, decided to give the poor informant the benefit of the doubt and planned to visit the said library during the time advised.
To some, it would seem as if the power Draco wielded over majority of the student body was just due to his status as the Malfoy heir, but the truth was, it was just because he was so good at digging up dirty little secrets about other people and he often used that information to blackmail others. Some may think that his technique was very underhanded, vile even, but Draco knew the importance of secrets. He often used those secrets to get what he wanted, and he was not ashamed of it. To him, power, influence and sensitive information were the three things he needed to propagate in order to continue to be on the top of the game. He was, after all, the embodiment of the perfect Slytherin.
As he entered the common room, he had a noticeable spring to his step. He had a feeling that whatever he'd find inside the library, would be a complete game changer. The only thing left to do now was to wait.