Hey Guys! Evanna here! I hope you like my latest fic! IT will be a slow character development type fic, and i WILL be Dramione. Thanks for reading loves!

Chapter 1- Same Old Thing

Draco Malfoy lay in his springy bed at Hogwarts, thinking about one thing, what interesting thing would happen, and what would happen to him? He already knew that sooner or later he would probably become a death eater in favor of his father, but he hoped it would be later. After all, the events that had happened in the last five years was enough to make any normal witch or wizard mental enough to go to St. Mungo's.

But that was was for any normal witch or wizard.

He was NOT normal. Neither was Potty, Weasel,Granger, or any other person in their year.

He contemplated this for a minute before getting cleaned up for school.

The rest of Slytherin was already down at the Great Hall, except for Pansy Parkinson, who wouldn't leave without her Drakie-Wakie on her arm.

Draco got up and started gelling down his hair, the norm, but decided he looked even better without it. Then he brushed his teeth, with his toothbrush made especially for him, cleaned his face, and changed out of his pyjamas and into his Slytherin robe. He put on his expensive, fancy Italian shoes, an expensive watch, and headed out the dormitory door.

He hadn't seen the Golden Trio yet, so that was good, except he would have liked to get a couple of insults in there.

As soon as he got into the common room, he heard the sound of, "Drakie! What happened? Are you okay? Why did it take you so long? Oh! I bet it's because it takes you so long to make yourself so perfect! Wait- no! You don't have to take time to make yourself perfect, you just are! You were probably just staring at yourself in the mirror! I know I'd like to!"

He internally groaned. This is why he wished he could miss all of his classes with her. Although, the downside about that would be that he'd miss all his classes with Gryffindor, which he thought was rather interesting at times, especially when Finnegan would blow something up once and a while.

"Pansy," He started with disgust, "get away from me." But it was like she didn't hear him, even though he yelled it into her face.

"Let's go Draco, we have to get something to eat before our class with those filthy Gryffindors."

That was the one thing he could agree with from Pansy. He thought the Gryffindors were amusing for their stupidity, except for Granger, of course, the know-it-all, but they were all too noble and heroic, always wanting to butt in on things. Of course, Slytherins always try to butt in on other people's lives, but they were too attractive to push away, Draco thought proudly.

As the two Slytherins walked down to the Great Hall, Draco heard random rough noises in the broom closets. Probably some couple snogging, he thought, and then walked faster away from Pansy, just in case she got any ideas.

Draco reached the Great Hall first and quickly squeezed into the spot between his two closest friends, Blaise Zabini and Theodore Nott. Pansy came in a minute late, out of breath, and looked around to find Draco already sitting in a spot on the bench where she couldn't sit, and grumpily sat on the other end of the table, the only space left.

Later on, Draco found the Golden Trio sitting in a library, Granger heavily quizzing the other two. He decided he would get some fun out of this if there was no drama in class.

Ron looked up and saw that Malfoy was walking towards himself and his friends. He told his friends to pretend like they were all studying, which Hermione was already doing, so she started to give them questions to answer on their next Transfiguration test.

"Okay, what's the counterspell if you-"

"Well, well, well, what have I found here, one Weasley, a Granger, and a Potter, how exciting!" He loved being sarcastic to annoy.

"What do you want Malfoy?" Hermione sounded exasperated, but the boys looked exasperated.

"Oh, just wanted to see how my best friends are doing." He said happily, unaware that the trio ignored him.

"Sorry, what was that Malfoy?" Hermione said with a smirk. He lowered his gaze to her to find her smirking into her book.

"Oh, nothing, just that I know that you and the Weasel are dating." He said as calmly as possible, trying not to laugh as he saw both of their eyes bulge.

"WHAT!" They said in unison, and both of their cheeks reddening to match Weasley hair.

"Don't bother." Harry said to his friends, as he saw them both raise their wands. " He's just doing that to embarass you guys, you know how much of a bloody arse he can be."

"Thanks Potter, you took all of the fun out of it!" Draco said angrily.

"You are so welcome, thank you for the appreciation." Harry retorted.

"Whatever, boy-who-just-refused-to-die, I have more things to do than seek the company of such beings with class lower than I." Draco passed back, as he walked away, knowing he got the last word.

That's my first chapter! I hope you liked it, I wanted to start out with a short chapter and then gradually make these longer. If I haven't been posting for a while, comment to remind me, and I will try to post as soon as possible! ~Evanna