A Short Farewell

I stand alone. All alone on the hill. No one has noticed I am gone. Why not? I have friends! Plenty!
Do I? Are they really my friends? Those people - monsters - who follow me round, and laugh at my jokes, and copy my work, my hard work! I work hard for my grades and my reports. Even in potions when there's no need. And
they - THEM - they take advantage of me!
THEY are all ugly and mean and all they talk about is how awful and horrible OTHER people are, when THEY are the ones who deserve to be locked up in azkaban with the key thrown away!
They think they're so great. They hang round me because I'm rich and 'popular' and powerful. Well try stepping into MY shoes.
My life! My life is a disaster. My father for one, he goes around all 'Look at me I'm so great!' and I'm supposed to be the same? WELL I'M NOT! CAN'T YOU GET THIS INTO YOUR FUCKING HEADS I AM NOT LIKE MY FATHER!
I've wrecked my own life. I have gone and been a shite to the people I shouldn't have done, with my fabulous sarcasm and sneers and it's come to nothing but this.
I'm supposed to be dark and evil. Well I don't want to be!
I want a normal life. But I've blown my chances. And I have no friends and nothing to live for.

Muggles. Think about it. What's wrong with muggles? I'm more intelligent than to be racist. Maybe there's something in the argument that wizards should be pure blood, but...

Does it matter?

No.
I'll see you in hell.

This is the note I found, blowing around the courtyard one summer afternoon. It was signed:
Draco Malfoy

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AN:/ This is a revamp of an old fic I did. It is a little hypocritical, and nonsensical, out of character, and such. But I felt it needed to be revamped, improved, and such. If you can already see it's nonsensical, hypocritical, and all that, and you have issues with it then I suggest you just stop reading and go, seeing as I already know that. If you are enjoying it however, continue reading if you wish. It's an abstract piece.

- Mai