Soapbox of a Malfoy
Summary: Draco finally calls out all the shippers
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Hello. My name is Draco Malfoy, and I'm here to talk to you today about a few things that are bothering me.
Let me first say that you are all excellent writers, but the lies MUST end!!!
Firstly: Let it be known that although Ginevra is the most bearable of the Weasels we will NOT get together in any way. She is my distant COUSIN, and that is GROSS.
Furthermore let me say that I will NEVER love/like/want that mud blood of a human, Granger. I will never decide that there is no such thing as "dirty blood". It's the way I was raised, okay? Get used to it!
OPPOSITES DO NOT ATTRACT!
Two: My eyes are not blue, light blue, grayish blue or ice blue. My eyes are GREY. There is no color there whatsoever.
Three: My father, though a strict, old-fashioned man, does not, nor has he ever tortured/beaten/hurt me in any way. We are actually quite close. I do not hate him.
Four: I do not disagree with the theories/thoughts/plans of Voldemort, nor will I ever.
And no, it really DOESN'T matter that he, himself, is a half-blood.
Five: I WANT to be a death eater.
Lastly, I will never have a miraculous change of heart, nor will my eyes ever be opened to the "evil" around me and cause me to join the Order. Do I look like Sissy McPoopypants to you?
Sorry to disappoint you, but you all needed to know.
Sincerely,
Draco Malfoy