Disclaimer – I do not own Harry Potter. This is the sequel to Hermione's Life. This fanfic tells the story from Draco's point of view on the whole matter. I hope to have longer chapters then I did for Hermione's Life. Warning: I use an 'older' version of Blaize for this fanfic where he is a she, among other things. It is needed for the story to work really. Please enjoy and review.

Hermione's Life II: Draco's Life
*Start of First*

Draco Malfoy went to the train station at the start of his first year. His mother went with him and under his father's instructions the woman didn't hold his hands despite the fact Draco was honestly still at the age where parents could be clingy and if his father let her, Narcissa Malfoy could indeed be clingy when it came to her young son.

He simply got on the train and acted according to how his father expected. While other children ran about shouting and saying things, he found himself sitting still, waiting for those who were of Pureblood status to come to him. His father had made it very clear before he left the manor. "Those who are Pureblood have a bearing to them that attracts other Purebloods. You'll know what I mean when they come and greet you."

The door slid open and two silver eyes glanced up to see a girl with blond hair and rosy red cheeks. She seemed to be around his age and she wore fancy clips in her hair to hold back the long strands. She plopped down across from him and looked him in the eye. "My name is Blaize Zabini. It is nice to meet you."

"My name is Draco Malfoy." The boy stated and didn't move right away.

The female blinked a couple of times. "Are you also of a Pureblood family?"

"Isn't it well known in the Wizarding community that the Malfoy family is the purist of the pure." Draco repeated what his father had taught him. He smiled at the female, not even thinking twice about the fact that boys and girls were different. Of course, as a child he had little to no social interaction with other children, despite the fact he had met a few.

"I don't care about being a Pureblood." The female kicked her feet out suddenly. "I'm something more important then that."

"Your name is funny..." Draco suddenly stated.

The girl suddenly glowered at him before puffing out her cheeks. "If you're going to be mean, I'm not going to stay."

The blond haired boy opened his mouth to say something but she was gone in a flash. He then found himself alone and he found himself wondering why he had said something so cruel. Actually, he was wondering why he what he had said was something that was mean. He simply sat there until a another girl came in.

"Have you seen a Toad? A boy named Neville lost one and I am trying to help him find it." The girl stated, her bushy hair bouncing on her shoulders.

Draco glanced up and blinked a couple of times only to not be able to say something despite the fact she seemed like a nice girl. Something seemed similar about the girl that had been in here before and the girl that was in here now. He couldn't place his finger on it and before he could say anything she also disappeared into the rest of the train area.

Letting out a deep sigh, that was when two bulky boys that his father had introduced to him a few times before came into the room. One of them snorted like a pig and the other began to laugh. "That really isn't funny."

"Who are you to say it isn't funny?" The boy wrinkled his nose at the smaller boy.

"Me? I am Draco Malfoy." The boy made his voice sound commanding just like his father's. The two boy's looked at him hesitantly, and then nodded their heads almost as if they got the fact his family name meant something. Which was more then what he had gotten from the Zabini girl. However, something honestly didn't feel right.

He suddenly got up as the boredom had finally got to him and the two goons followed after him like two lost animals looking for their masters. He walked into the the compartment where he saw a boy with black hair sitting with a red boy. The blond haired boy's acute mind took note of the one with dark hair and spoke up with a smile on his face. No, it was more like his father's trade mark grin.

He also recognized who both boy's were. The boy with the black hair was the famous Harry Potter while the boy with the red hair was a Weasly. He knew which one he wanted to be friends with as even his mother didn't have very nice things to say about the Weasly family reputation. It had something to do with meddling with Muggle devices and how crazy that was and to Draco's young mind it sounded bad, particularly when his father would rant and rave.

That of course ended in a disaster. On top of Harry Potter not wanting to be his friend, he also found out that the other boy preferred the company of the strange red head whose demeanor seemed off. The boy found himself storming off to sit by himself, or relatively speaking, as those two boys seemed to follow him, something he really didn't understand.

Not to mention they did what ever he told them to do. They would stand on their head, be silent for the count of ten... they couldn't count past that... and make farting sounds on command, among other things. They were carefully watching his face, almost as if they were waiting for him to crack a smile, but while their antics were amusing, they were not at all funny.

Eventually they got off the train and the same boys crossed the lake. Draco glanced around and saw that the two girls had gotten into the boat together and he wondered if they were sisters. He also saw that Potter and the Weasly boy had gotten into the same boat as each other and they were all then off to see the castle.

Upon arrival they stood there waiting to be sorted. Draco Malfoy expected the two girls to be sorted after him as Blaize had indicated that her name ended with the last letter of the alphabet. To his surprise though, the brown haired bushy girl's name was called and he found out t was Hermione Granger, meaning that the two couldn't possibly be related. Yet that feeling that there was a connection between the two remained.