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(a/n) I know I shouldn't be starting another story... since I already have too many going on a once. But this idea just wouldn't leave my mind. So here it is. BTW... pay heed to the M rating.. its there for a reason you know?
Thoughts of a Misinformed Mind
Chapter One
I'm sexy.
Theres just no way to get around the fact.
I know I'm sexy. All that really matters now is how am I going to get certain people to accept the fact that I'm better than them. I mean, I know they wanna be me.
But, Ha! No one can be Draco Malfoy, but Draco Malfoy. Which is who I am.
People are always trying to take me down a few notches. They just can't. I'm just that good. I know I'm perfect. Hell, even they know just by looking at me.
I'm rich, devilishly handsome, and most important of all...
Pureblood.
All the best qualities hot young witches want in a man. All of them! I mean even bloody Hermione Granger wants a little piece of 'The Draco'.
Granger.
That girl gets on my, not last, but first nerve. Not only is she a know it all mudblood... that seems to beat me in every class. But shes friends with fucking Saint Potter and his lowly sidekick Weasley.
The pricks.
I can't help but think that... Maybe if she didn't hang around them like a fucking groupie all the damn time, I'll respect her a little more. Just a tad. Not a lot. A tad.
But no.
Every time I get freaking Potter and Weasley back into an emotional corner. She shows the hell up! I mean, she always manages to get in the damn way and say something smart and witty, that just blows me out of the goddamn water.
Which brings me to another reason way Granger, gets on my first nerve. How can she be so bloody smart?! Because, don't get me wrong, it looks like nothing can penetrate-
Ha! I said penetrate. A million nasty things just went through my mind.
But back to what I was saying... it looks like nothing can penetrate her skull because of the rats nest she call her hair.
Can we say chia pet? Just add some damn water and BAM! Instance bush.
But back to me.
There I was... asleep in my bed. Looking every bit of sexy. When I heard it...
Tap... Tap... Tap...
Goddamnit! A ruddy owl. I cracked one of my perfect gray eyes open to glare at the damn thing. Just sitting there, trying to look innocent, like it didn't tap my window.
My ass it didn't.
Grumbling, I got out of the bed and walked towards the window. But something caught my eye...
My reflection!
I had to stop and bask in my own sexiness. I gave my muscles a little flex.
Damn, I look good.
TAP!
"Alright, I'm bloody coming.." I did one last pose in front of the mirror, before I walked over letting the darn owl in. I recognized what it was carrying immediately. My Hogwarts letter.
Great. Just Great.
It just hit me that school is approaching fast. Not that I mind... I mean if it wasn't for Saint Potter and his sidekicks school would kick ass!
Well... It still does. At Hogwarts there seems to be unlimited ass. Makes me wonder who I'm going to have a hot one night stand on the first night back. So many choices so many little time to choose.
Sigh...
I ripped the letter open and started to read..
Dear Mr. Malfoy,
We are pleased to inform you that you are this upcoming term's Head Boy. Also that you are once again the captain of the Slytherin house qudditch team. Please get the supplies that are listed on the following papers before you leave. Be at King Cross Station on August 31st at 12 noon. We have many things to go over. Which is why you and the Head Girl are coming a day earlier than the rest of your peers. See you soon Mr. Malfoy.
Best Wishes,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Head Mistress
Hogwarts School
What can I say... I'm that good. I told you I was. Its just a matter of time before the whole world realizes it too. Headboy... look out Potter here I come.
(-- August 31st, King Cross Station --)
Stupid driver. Expecting me, Draco Malfoy, to push my own trolley. Hes not worth the galleons we pay his ass. Wait till I tell mother about this. Not that she'll care. Because I have a sneaking suspicion that shes sleeping with the man. Every since Lucius was killed in the war, last year. Shes been around the block... a few times.
Speaking of the war. I'm happy Voldermort is dead. Not that it really mattered to me. I didn't want to be a Death Eater. It just wasn't my thing being ordered around by some hyped up half blood.
Plus I have a thing against authority figures.
Funny thing is... Potter didn't have to attack him. All he needed to do was wipe out his stupid followers. What most people didn't know.. Voldermort was already dying of something.
Something by the little name with a big meaning. AIDS.
HA!
He had Aids. He got it from some muggle girl they caught and brought in to torture to death. Turns out she was some kinda prostitute that had the disease. The bastard found her to his liking and raped and killed her. Didn't think to wear protection. Thats why its an epidemic.
That is why I promote... safe sex. Yes I promote it. Plus I don't want my penis to fall off anytime soon.
But back to the subject... Don't try to tell Potter that. He'll blow a gasket. That is why I fully intend on breaking it to him... rudely.
I didn't fight at all in the war. Since I wasn't on any sides. So when everyone started fighting.. I took off straight to the Bahamas, on the beach drinking an ice tea. Working on my sexy tan. That I never got... since my skin insist on staying pale. Which seems to fit me.
Ah! There it is... Platform 9 ¾. I realized that this will be the last time I would be walking through here heading to school.
HECK YES! 7th YEAR BABY!
I looked over at the train... Instant joy kill. The freaking thing was like small. I sneered. I felt like I was going to ride the short bus. Which I picked up from muggles was a bus for 'special' kids.
I decided I could live with it and boarded the train heading to the only compartment. I looked in the window and saw the most amazing sight.
An ass.
A nice ass in designer jeans. Who ever the head girl was... BABY GOT BACK!
I had to tilt my head to the side to get a better look.
Damn... Thats a nice ass.
I couldn't help but wonder to myself.. if there was anymore room for me in those jeans.
HA!
Probably not... but that wont stop me from getting in them. Oh yes.. I was definitely getting laid tonight.
Ha Ha!
I slowly slid the door open.
Cue music please...
I've been really trying baby... Trying to hold back this feeling for so long...
Ha! Yeah right... I've been holding back for lets say... 1 minute tops. I walked in slowly adding a little pep in my step.
She stood up, causing her wavy brown hair to cascade pass her shoulders. She seemed to turn around in slow motion.
But if you feel... like I feel baby.. Come-
Cut the music!
Cut the damn music!
I couldn't believe whom, I was checking out a second ago...
goddamn.. "Granger!?"
"What Malfoy?"
Unfuckingbelieveable.
"What happened to you? I mean I heard of miracles happening.. but dammmn!" I just couldn't believe my eyes... Granger has gotten cute.
No... scratch that..
She has gotten fine as hell!
"What are you going on about?" She said sitting down and crossing her legs.
"You! I mean you went from a donkey to a stallion in just a little over 2 months."
Considering the Granger I remembered last year this was a big improvement. Words cant describe how wounded she looked last year.
"You didn't get... dare I say it! Plastic surgery?!"
I just had to ask...
Why did I ask?
If I would've just kept my mouth shut. I wouldn't be on the ground with a nice black and blue fist shape appearing rapidly around my eye.
"Your sucha bastard Malfoy." She sneered out at me, walking back to her seat rubbing her now red knuckles. I decided to gather what dignity I has left and got off the floor.
"Great. You just had to hit me. Ever heard of fighting with your words?" I sneered back at her. It doesn't matter how nice her ass is. She'll always be plain ol' buck teeth Granger to me.
So I decided to be the more mature person and stand on the other side of the compartment. At lease over there I could talk all the shit I want and have a better chance at not getting hit. I leaned against the wall in my cool sexy pose. The train started up almost sending me crashing to the floor. But I played it off nice.
"So summer sure has treated you well Granger.." She looked at me with a scowl on her face. It must be that time of the month.
"Granger I believe I addressed you.."
I think shes ignoring me... Nobody ignores Draco Malfoy.
"Oi Mudblood!" That sure got her attention.
"Don't call me that you sodden ferret."
Ouch... she just had to go there. My one moment of weakness.
"Thats what you are innit?"
Uh oh... She's walking over her with her fist clenched. Stay calm Draco... be a MAN!
Fuck THAT!
I stood up straight and braced myself. This time I was going to be ready.
"You listen here Malfoy and you listen here good... If you ever so much as mutter that word in my direction. I'll make sure you'll never have sexual intercourse again. Let alone be able to reproduce."
Seems like that ex- beavers have claws... sharp ones.
"See Granger, Your a prime example that surgery can fix anything"
TAKE THAT BIOTCH!
My victory was short lived. She punched me again.
Damn, this girl can hit.
Note to self: Never piss off Granger when I'm in reaching distance.
"You really need to see someone about that temper." I said rubbing my jaw.
My face hurts.
"Just stay out of my way Malfoy.." She said with a sigh, before walking back to her seat.
I'm going to take her advice... for now anyway. I don't think my face can take another hit. Its already sorta swollen.
The rest of the train ride was a bore. Granger being Granger started reading.
I swear that girl has no social life. Surprise her head hasn't exploded from all the facts she has crammed in it.
SHIT!
Realization was just settling in,,,
I am so not getting laid tonight.
(--)
End of Chapter One.
(a/n) WHOA! So did you like it? Review to let me know if I should go on... I plan to make the whole thing in Draco's POV but if you think I should switch to Hermione at times. Please let me know.. Review!