PROLOUGE:
He was confused. He was scared. And most of all, he felt disloyal. What was he going to do? He couldn't become a Death Eater. He may not have led his life perfectly. Throughout his life, his father had controlled it. He always wanted his perfect little son to follow in his footsteps, and keep the family reputation. His father despised Mudbloods, Blood-Traitors, an anything alike. He brought Draco up the same way. Draco had thoughts threw in his head to be the perfect Slytherin. A leading man. A pureblood. He couldn't converse with the likes of people like Ronald Weasley or Hermione Granger, and definitely not Harry Potter. Draco didn't want this life.
To most peoples surprise, Draco had a life all planned out for him. A life he'd wanted ever since before he could remember. He wanted to be a healer a St. Mungo's hospital. He wanted to marry a lovely young lady. One like Hermione Granger, or possibly Ginny Weasley or Alicia Spinnett. He wanted real friends, who he could have fun with and rely on. 5 children. He wanted a little boy, and 4 little girls. All brought up to be the wizards he never was.
The Death Eaters was something you had to stick with for life. The dark mark inked upon your arm. He couldn't do it. Even if he had to do it to be loyal to his family. He couldn't just refuse? Bellatrix wouldn't stand for it. They'd probably use the Imperius curse on him and force him, or Crucio him. How will he do it? How will he get away? He just wanted a new start, but where would he go?
