Okay, hi there! I kind of got tired from my last story, Shot In The Dark. I didn't think it was getting anywhere, and plus, I got a great idea for another story, so I'm just doing this one! I will delete Shot In The Dark until I decide to start it again. So sorry about that, if you guys were looking forward to more, I will start it again later on(:

This new story is based on Beauty and the Beast, as well as Beastly. I thought it would suit Draco and Hermione very well.

While I was writing this, I listened to Hero by Mariah Carey, Perfect by Hedley, and the For Good cover from Glee, originally from Wicked. Listen to these while you're reading, although you might not get through all of them in time, seeing that this is a prologue and it's relatively short.

Okay, I'm rambling! Enjoy x

I am Draco Malfoy.

I used to think Pure-bloods were the most smart and powerful wizards and witches of all.

I used to think that Muggle-borns and Muggle's were disgusting. I used to call them Mudbloods, because I was brought up to think that; people that were born from a non-wizard family had filthy blood, hence the term. I was born thinking that associating with these kinds of people, would make my blood filthy. I used to think this kind of activity would disgrace my entire family. I did not want to be within two feet of Muggle-borns, unless I was taunting or telling them off.

I used to think Blood-traitors were Pure-bloods that endangered their statuses to fight for the less powerful side when it came down to it.

Throughout my years at the Hogwarts School of Wizardry, I used to mercilessly taunted people that I categorized as Mudbloods or Blood-traitors. I felt the most power when I could feel their misery and sorrow seeping out of their pores. But no, I did not stop there. I used to go out of my way to tease people I didn't think were worth my time, just to make them uncomfortable and to make them feel lowly about themselves. I used to love seeing the look of self-consciousness pouring out of their facial expressions. And when they got angry with me, I used to think it was even better! They were putting up a fight, which would mean I would fight back twice as hard until they caved.

I used to keep up a mask. A wall. Anything to not let anyone inside, to not let them see what I was going through. I used to think this made me strong. Made me strong, so everyone could envy my life, when it was far from that. I used to think I was not supposed to let anybody in.

I used to think that trusting people to catch you and to be there for you when you needed someone made you weak. I used to sit in my bedroom and sob to myself, with the thickness of the Silencing Charm vibrating around me. Nobody knew. I used to think it was better that way. When I used to go through problems in my life, I kept it to myself, and kept my foolish smirk on my face. A mask.

I now know that many Muggle-borns and even Muggles are very smart, and they could be way more powerful, as well as smarter than Pure-bloods.

I now know that Muggle-borns and Muggles are far from disgusting There is no difference between Pure-bloods and Muggle-borns' blood whatsoever. Their blood is exactly the same as mine. The reality of this would've shocked my 14 year old self, but now, I know that this is the reality.

I now know Pure-bloods that fight for what they believe in does not make them "traitors". Not in the very least. I now know they were courageous, and that they would die fighting for what they wanted; justice.

Looking back at my taunting, I now know that I only did it because I thought of that person as a threat, or looked at that person in envy, or even to just feel good about myself at that time. I now know that it was all very immature, and I only did it to feel more powerful and more confident about myself.

I now know that putting up a mask does not make yourself strong, not in the least bit. It makes you quite the opposite, actually. When you have a mask up, it just brings the walls crashing in harder when you finally let them down.

I now know that you ought to trust people to catch you. Or else you have no one there. And I now know that you need someone to be there. Everyone needs someone to be there. To have someone to listen, or just have someone there. Just for you.

I am Draco Malfoy.

And this is my story.

Okay, I know it's really short, but it's just a prologue!

Leave me a review, since it is the very first part of my story, and tell me what you think!

And once again, sorry about the Shot In The Dark thing.