The Year of the Slytherin

The end is near… (Prologue)

"Draco, you are the Malfoy heir. As such, you have certain responsibilities to this family and to society. I am tired of your attitude and your disrespect. You will cease this insolence and accept the ways you were taught. You will have to be punished for this. I'm sorry but you know the rules. If you behave appropriately at school, then perhaps our Lord will find use for you. As it is, I'm afraid he's growing tired of waiting for you to grow up. Fix this, by the end of the year, or this will be your last."

Draco knew his father was not joking. He would kill him and not shed a tear about it. With magic they could create a new heir, he was little more than useless to them. If he didn't act the good little death eater, his life was over.

But, he thought, if I did, I may as well be dead. What life is it, to live as a servant, tortured and torturing. I'd rather die.

(Next Chapter) The Plan – To live like I want, not like I need. Draco decides to be himself when he gets back to school, not like the mean little Malfoy clone he was taught.