A/N: This is an AU fic where things are different for Draco Malfoy. There will also be small excerpts from my Harry Potter and Hunger Games crossover since that's where I came up with the idea with Draco x OC ship.

Prologue

A bluish-black haired girl entered the corridors of the castle. She was escorted by a nice old man who took her out of a torturous orphanage. An orphanage she wished to get the hell out of for ages.

"Miss Jones, welcome to Hogwarts!" said the old man as she smiled at the huge castle.

Emma Azul Jones was the name she was given as a baby. She didn't find it catchy or cool or anything, but she went with whatever she had to be named.

"Good evening Professor Dumbledore," said a woman in a pointy witch hat wearing black robes.

"Evening Professor McGonagall," Dumbledore replied.

"Is she the girl you've been talking about?" McGonagall questioned at the sight of the girl. Emma apparently was covered in rags she was forced to wear since she was seven. She was small and way skinny for her age due to the fact she was mostly starved to death at the orphanage.

"Poor child! We've heard everything Dumbledore's explained to us!" McGonagall shuddered as she ran her fingers through Emma's hair. She pulled her wand out and with a flick, Emma's clothes went from rags to a nicer outfit. She was wearing a blue flannel with a black short sleeved shirt under it.

"T-thanks ma'am!" Emma smiled as McGonagall smiled back.

"Anything for you young child!" McGonagall chuckled.

"I believe she'll find quite the home here Minerva."

….

It was the first night of school for the sorting ceremony. Emma had so much to remember after that huge fiasco with buying loads of items in Diagon Alley. Her wand seemed pretty interesting to her. 13 inc Cypress, Phoenix Feather Core, unyielding with durable flexibility. So much words for a wand. She walked towards a crowd of first years as McGonagall ordered them to gather round.

"Each and everyone of you will be sorted into your Hogwarts House. They are RavenClaw, Hufflepuff, Gryffindor, and Slytherin," McGonagall explained as she entered the Great Hall leaving everyone else in the hall outside to wait for the sorting ceremony to begin. Emma stood with a bunch of nervous students standing anxiously shaking their legs.

"Some wizarding families are just better than others. You don't want to end up in the wrong sort," said a young male voice. Emma glanced over to see a pale skin, light blonde haired boy with grey eyes hold his hand out towards another boy with jet black hair, emerald green eyes and a scar mark on his forehead.

"I think I can tell my wrong sort already," the other boy smirked.

Those two boys were Draco Malfoy and Harry Potter as they stood face to face glaring at each other.

"Twit," Emma thought in her head as she rolled her eyes at the fact of Malfoy being so boastful.

McGonagall entered back to the students as she held out a long parchment of paper in her hand.

"Your ceremony has been set up for you all. Follow me in a single file line," McGonagall ordered as the young first years crowded in a line.

They entered a huge hall filled with lights and students much older than they were. Emma in the meantime thought about the houses she wanted to be in. McGonagall had already gave her a head's notice about the four houses since the day she arrived at Hogwarts. Hufflepuff sounded like a house with a lot of nice and sociable people in it. RavenClaw had all the smarty pants and wiser people who are all about getting work done. Gryffindor sounded like a family of brave and pure loved souls who are willing to defend anyone from anything. Slytherin however, stood out to her. That house was with strong, power-hungry people who search for their greatest desire. It will help them achieve their goals.

"When I call your name, please step forward." McGonagall pulled out a long scroll of names as she held a ragedy hat in her other hand.

"Abbott, Hannah." A blonde haired girl stepped up nervously as she slowly took a seat under the Sorting Hat that was held above her.

"Hufflepuff!" The Hat announced as an applause sounded from the Hufflepuff table.

Next was a girl name Susan Bones. She too was in Hufflepuff as she skipped down the to the Hufflepuff table. The line filed down one by one as more and more students waited for their houses to be sorted.

"Granger, Hermione." A girl with light brown curly hair slowly made her way up as she nervously tried to relax herself.

"Gryffindor!" the hat announced as Hermione smiled walking to the Gryffindor table.

"Malfoy, Draco." McGonagall called as Draco nervously made his way up. Emma watched the way as Draco nervously sat under the hat. McGonagall slowly placed it down.

"Slytherin!" the hat announced as an applause from the Slytherin table erupted.

"It barely went on his head!" Emma exclaimed in her head.

"Weasley, Ronald." A red-headed boy made his way up as he nervously went under the hat.

"Another Weasley eh? I know just what to do with you, Gryffindor!" the hat announced as an applause went on for Ron.

Gryffindor seemed to be an interesting house to Emma as she watched several other students get sorted into Gryffindor House.

"Potter, Harry."

Chattering of excitement filled the room as Emma glanced at that same boy she saw earlier. The-Boy-Who-Lived. She stared at Harry as he slowly made his way up.

"Mmmmm. Difficult, very difficult," the hat said nodding.

"Not Slytherin. Not Slytherin," Harry whispered repeatedly to himself.

"Not Slytherin eh? Slytherin can help you on achieve a great way to greatness!" the hat replied.

"Anything but Slytherin, anything but Slytherin," Harry muttered hoping he'd get a house better than Slytherin.

"Better be…...Gryffindor!" the hat announced as Harry took a sigh of relief. The Gryffindor table applauded for Harry as he smiled and walked towards the Gryffindor table.

"Jones, Emma."

Emma stared wide eyed as all eyes went to her. Bluish black hair, dark blue eyes and the beautiful skin tone got everyone's attention. The rare and strange girl lurking in the shadows/ She even heard whispers of other students hoping that they weren't offensive whispers. She even noticed Dumbledore stare at her blankly as she made her way up to the hat. McGonagall placed the hat on her head as it sat in wonder.

"Aaah yes. You're as difficult as that Potter boy," the hat said as Emma sat patiently. "I see a future for you. A future to all of us."

Students and even a couple of the staff gazed in wonder as Emma sat a little bit anxious. Chattering sounded the room as people kept on staring at the hat and Emma.

"Slytherin!" the hat announced as Emma smiled and headed towards the Slytherin table. She shook hands with several Slytherins as she sat down and watched the rest of the Sorting ceremony. She managed to catch an eye of Draco Malofy whispering something to his two buffoon friends Crabbe and Goyle and Pansy Parkinsons. Emma looked away nervously as she spent the rest of the night poking at her food and looking around the Great Hall.

…

Emma spent the first day of school wandering around the corridors as she rushed to get to class. She looked at her parchment of paper as she looked through her schedule. She had transfiguration next. She stuffed the parchment back in her pocket as soon as she looked upwards. There was a sudden crash in the halls as Emma was slammed face down on the floor with her things scattered everywhere.

"Why don't you watch where you're going!" snapped a familiar grey-eyed boy. Malfoy.

"Why don't you watch where you're going," Emma snapped back in defense.

"It wasn't my fault you made us spill out things all over the floor Jones!" Malfoy snapped back.

"It wasn't my fault you were running in the halls," Emma scoffed.

"Whatever!" Malfoy hissed throwing himself up. Emma rolled her eyes at the git as she grumbled to headed towards transfiguration.

"You mind telling me where McGonagall's class is?" Malfoy asked as Emma stopped and froze. She has class with the bratty git. Brilliant. Just brilliant.

"I'm…...heading there right now actually," Emma replied hesitantly. Malfoy walked beside her as she guided him to McGonagall's class. It was silent as the two walked slowly and nervously to class. Emma had this feeling to not mess with this boy at all. Especially if he has a really nasty bad side. Emma noticed Draco stare at her oddly as she awkwardly glanced back at him back.

"What are you staring at?" Emma asked suspiciously.

"Nothing. I'm not staring at anything," Malfoy replied snappishly.

"Pfft. Yeah right," Emmascoffed in her head as she and Malfoy entered McGonagall's classroom. McGonagall assigned everyone's seats as she pointed to the desks to sit in. Emma walked to hers nervously since she has to sit next to that same old git again. Draco too seemed nervous to sit next to that strange blue haired girl with the rare dark blue eyes. McGonagall got everyone started explaining transfiguration and everything about it. The doors at the front of her classroom burst open as Harry and Ron dashed in.

"Sorry Professor!" Ron said breathlessly.

"Perhaps it would be best if one of you could transfigure into a watch to keep track of time?" McGonagall said raising an eyebrow sternly.

"We got lost," Harry added.

"Perhaps a map? I don't think you'll be needing one to find your seats?" McGonagall replied.

Harry and Ron took as seat as most of the class went back to their work. As soon as transfiguration was over, Emma slowly walked out of class hoping that will be the last time she had to be in class with Malfoy. But apparently, she had every class with him. She was always stuck being next to him as she took her seat down in class. She knew she had a long year of school and that she'll have to be stuck next to the boastful brat for the entire school year.