Anger rolled off the white haired boy like smoke. Peircing eyes the color of cool ash stared across the room. "Potter this and potter that!" Draco yelled. Draco seeved angrily. He grabbed his combed brushed away the stray pale blond hairs. He looked at himself in the bathroom mirror. Eyes sunk in, skin pale and cold. He looked like a corpse. He looked like his father. Disgusted by the thought he threw his brush across the room. Every girl in the entire school is obssessed with him. The Great Harry Potter. Yes they all know he's great even Draco knew he was a great man. Only now everyone knew how bad Draco used to treat him. Not like they would understand why. They don't understand the only affection he ever got from his father was when he hurt Harry. It was sad really that even his own dad cared more about Harry Potter than he did Draco.
Giving up on his hair he let it fall and put on his robe. He started down the stairs towards breakfast. Distraught with his own self-hatred he didn't look where he was going as he went down the stairs and he walked into the back of a girl. He grabbed her by the waist just before she fell of the stairs. Breathing hard he held onto the girl until the stairs stopped moving. The girl turned around to face him and he stopped breathing. She was a Hufflepuff girl with dark black hair that had been tied in a messy braid down the middle of her back. Her eyes were an emerald color so green it put Slytherin to shame.
"I am so sorry." Draco blinked before realizing that he wasn't the one to say that.
"What? No I ran into you," he shook his head. She tucked a stray hair behind her ear shyly. Draco swallowed hard.
"I really should have seen you," She said.
"Hey Draco! Are you coming mate?" Draco looked up and saw one of his friends in Slytherin calling him over.
"Yeah just a sec!" He looked back down to see the girl starting towards the door. "Wait! What's your name?"
"Willow Prim. See you later, Draco." She smiled and ran off.
She knew who he was.