This is my first fanfiction so i hope you all like it! I have a plan as to where this all is going, but it's going to start a little slow so I hope you all can just bare with me. obviously, there will be events taking directly from the movies and books, so I'm just going to say J.K. Rowling wrote and created the world of Harry Potter, I'm just here to write my own story off of her world. I hope you all enjoy! :)
The Great Hall was alight with the usual bustling atmosphere that is to be expected on a bright morning. The ceiling to the Great Hall showed everyone the brightness of the morning sky as students groggily walked about, grabbing muffins or pieces of fruit off the long tables. Some students took the time to take a seat and enjoy a plate of eggs and bacon, but the majority of students were already beginning to wander off toward their first classes. This was the case for thirteen year old Draco Malfoy. He strode through the Great Hall wearing the usual Hogwarts robes with a green and silver Slytherin tie slightly showing, bringing out his grey/blue eyes. His hair was slightly messy, which was new compared to his usual slicked-back look. He walked boldly up to the Slytherin table, picked up a green apple, and went toward the back of the hall where he met up with Crabbe and Goyle, who wore a dreamy stare.
"What are you two idiots gawking at?" Draco demanded.
"Nothing!" Crabbe offered, blinking wildly. He turned his attention toward Draco.
"Yeah, nothing." said Goyle, turning down the hall as if to start walking away.
"If you buffoons want to go back for more breakfast, you better hurry. We have fifteen minutes to make it down to the Oaf's class."
"You mean Hagrid's class?" Crabbe asked wonderingly.
"Just shut up and go get your damn breakfast." They both bustled into the Great Hall and stuffed their pockets with as many muffins as they could carry. Draco looked down, put his hand up to his face and shook his head in disappointment. Why do I associate myself with the likes of them? He thought silently. If I had any sense I would leave now. But he didn't. He waited and as they came back, both of them with their hands and mouths full. They headed outside and down towards Hagrid's hut where the rest of the class was gathering.
As they joined their classmates, Hagrid made his appearance in front of the group. "Gather 'round everyone! I got a real treat for yeh terday! Now c'mon!" He walked off behind his hut and lead the class a short way into the forest where there was a clearing. He then left the class to mingle while he lumbered away to get the class's "treat". Draco immediately turned to his favorite hobby, which was tormenting Potter. Nudging Crabbe and Goyle, he told them what to do. They all put the back of their robes over their heads.
"Hey, Potter!" Draco yelled. As Harry turned, they all "ooooooooooooo-ed" while waving their hands at him, mimicking the oh-so-scary dementors. Hermione grabbed him and shoved him out of the view of Draco and gave him a furious look. Draco turned back to his friends and laughed. They all continued to laugh about how Harry fainted on the train.
Draco was laughing about a comment Crabbe had made when he noticed someone he didn't recognise. She was sitting alone under a tree with a book in her lap. She was looking down at her book, so Draco couldn't see her face, but she had very light brown hair with what seemed to be streaks of blond and red when it hit the light just right. She bit into a red apple as Draco and his gang walked over to her.
"You must be new," Draco said in his usual arrogant tone. "In case you were wondering, this is a class. You shouldn't be sitting over here not paying attention." She looked up at him with a start. She was pretty, but almost in an innocent way. She had pale skin with a light sprinkling of freckles across her cheeks. Her eyes were blue and almond shaped, and her lips were light pink and formed a shy smile. Draco noticed with slight disappointment that she was wearing a blue and bronze striped tie.
"I'm sorry, I was unaware that the professor had returned." she said bitingly. Her voice was soft, almost shy, though it was made evident she did not want him there. He ignored that fact.
"Oh, he's not back yet. I was only saying you shouldn't be such a loner. How about joining the rest of the class?" Draco held out a hand to help her up. She looked at it with a neutral expression.
"I'd really rather not. I'm fine here." she said as she looked back down and continued to read her book as though he wasn't there.
Draco opened his mouth to say something, but nothing would come out. He couldn't find anything to say. He was shocked that he was being told no. That almost never happened. He thought of something smart to say to her about her rudeness towards him, but instead he said "What's your name anyway?"
"Why do you care? From what I hear, anyone that isn't in Slytherin isn't worthy of your kindness. And in case you were blind, my colors are from Ravenclaw. Not Slytherin."
"Ooo-hoo-hoo-hooo," Goyle cooed.
"Shut up," snapped Draco.
"Ashley!" someone called from the crowd behind them. "Is he bothering you? Because if so, I could gladly take care of him for you." Draco spun around and saw Cedric Diggory striding toward them.
"Mind your own business, Diggory." Draco said cooly.
"Yeah! Mind your own business!" Crabbe yelled boldly.
"Yeah!" said Goyle.
"It's okay, Cedrik. They were just leaving." She raised her eyebrows at Draco as Cedric sat down next to her and put his arm around her.
"Yeah, just leaving." Draco murmured. He turned to leave, but before he did he gave her a sideways glance. She was laying her head on Cedric's shoulder. Draco walked back towards the rest of the class just as Hagrid was walking forward with a massive beast of some kind.
"This here is a hippogriff!" Hagrid said proudly. He went on to tell the class about how to approach a hippogriff. Draco was hardly paying attention. He was silently talking to Crabbe and Goyle about "pompous Cedric Diggory" and about how ridiculous the "oaf's" class was. He started paying attention just as Hagrid was saying "They are very proud creatures. You do not want to insult a hippogriff. It may be the last this you ever do….. Now who wants to say hello?"
The entire class took a step back. Draco didn't understand why. This creature didn't look all that frightening. Everyone around him looked a little startled by it though.
"Harry!" Hagrid yelled in excitement.
Of course. Saint Potter has to be the one to step forward and show everyone how brave he is. Draco thought bitterly, although the look on Harry's face was not one of bravery at all. He looked just as frightened as the rest of the class, but he stepped forward as Hagrid beckoned him forward. Draco just wasn't having a good day. First, the new girl, Ashley apparently, had the audacity to talk back to him. Then, Diggory had to make a fool of him even further. Now, Saint Potter is being made out to be this brave and courageous person. Draco was sick of it. He shoved through the crowd of students watching Harry approach the hippogriff. As he did so, he bit into his green apple.
Once the hippogriff bowed back to Harry, everyone applauded! This made Draco even more angry. Why was it always someone else who got all the applause? Someone else who got all the praise? Someone else who everyone liked? His own father didn't even think very much of him. Why was everyone's standards of people so high? Why wasn't he good enough?
The next think Draco knew, Hagrid was putting Potter on the damnable thing and it was taking off, galloping into the forest until it finally extended its wings. Everyone in the crowd was gasping as they took to the skies. Draco rolled his eyes and sulked off back toward where he had talked to Ashley. That tree by himself sounded pretty good right now. Well, as close to by himself as he could get, because Crabbe and Goyle followed him everywhere.
"It's ridiculous how everyone loves him so much." Draco thought. He must have thought out loud because someone answered his thought.
"Who, Harry?" It was a girl's voice, not Crabbe's or Goyle's. Draco turned around and saw that it was Ashley who had spoke. She was walking toward him with her arms folded.
"Who else would I be talking about?" Draco snapped back, turning back around. He walked back toward the tree.
"Maybe because he's actually nice to people? Ever thought of that?"
"No," Draco said coldly. "because there are lots of people who are nice around here. Not just him."
"I don't know, everyone around here seems to be liked a whole lot more than you are." Ashley said.
"What do you know? You've been here for how long?" Draco's anger was building inside of him. He was not going to let some girl tell him that no one liked him. He had friends! Crabbe and Goyle have been his friends since before he was even able to fly a broomstick! There was also Pansy and Blaise, though they weren't all that close. They didn't really talk to him that much at all, come to think of it. But that didn't matter. There were others, too. "You don't know anything about me!"
"I know enough. I've only been here a couple weeks, but I've heard all about you, Draco Malfoy. You think you're entitled to everything just because you're a Malfoy and your family has money and because your father was one of You-Know-Who's top death eaters."
"He was not! He was acting under the Imperi-"
"Oh don't think you can lie to me, Draco. I know that lie better than anyone at this school." She looked at him angrily.
"What do you-"
"Here they come!" Everyone in the class suddenly was gasping and pointing toward the sky as the hippogriff flapped its magnificent wings and landed on the forest floor. It galloped forward a few steps before slowing down. Hagrid grabbed Harry off of it and set him on the ground while yelling "Well done! Well done Harry, well done! And well done Buckbeak!" All the students ran to crowd around Harry and clap him on the back and cheer for him.
Draco turned around to find out what Ashley meant, but she was gone. He turned back around toward the class and noticed that she was in the crowd surrounding Harry. Not only that, but she had resumed her place under Cedric's arm. They were both smiling and cheering along with the rest of the students. Cedric paused to kiss her on the brow and she smiled up at him.
Draco turned away from the crowd. This all was just pissing him off beyond belief. He didn't know what to do. He didn't know what Ashey meant, but did he really even care? Why should he? And thinking back to what originally sparked their short lived conversation, how dare she assume no one liked him! Harry Potter was only loved by everyone else because he was, well, Harry Potter! There was nothing that made Harry better than him. Nothing! He could do anything Harry could do! Including riding that damn beast.
Draco located where the hippogriff was standing alone grazing. He walked up toward the animal briskly. Why is Saint Potter made out to be such a brave asshole when he could easily do the same things he could? Why isn't he made out to be brave by everyone? He was about twenty feet away from the animal now, and it hadn't charged or attacked or anything yet.
"You're not so dangerous at all are you? Great ugly brute." Draco said bitterly as he closed the distance between himself and the hippogriff. As he spoke, the animal reared, flapping its wings angrily. Draco looked up in shock. It towered above him for a second before it came down on him. Draco scrambled back to avoid the beast from crushing him, but the point of its hoof scratched down his upheld arm. Instantly pain seared through his limb as he fell to the floor. Hagrid came forward yelling "Woah" over and over again. The hippogriff was still unhappy when Hagrid pulled a dead ferret out of his belt and threw it into the forest where the animal chased after it and ate it.
Draco was rolling on the ground in pain moaning "Ahh, it's killing me! It's killing me!" His arm was in a world of pain and there was blood everywhere. Hagrid was over him suddenly and looking at his arm. Hagrid looked very nervous as he looked at him and said "C-calm down. I-i-it's just a scratch!"
It's obviously not just a scratch or else I wouldn't be in this much pain you oaf! he thought to himself, but he didn't have the mind to form his thought into words. Instead he just continued clutching his bleeding arm and moaning. Surprisingly, Herminone was the sensible one to come forward and say something.
"Hagrid!" she yelled. "He has to be taken to the hospital!"
The crowd of students all murmured and looked around at each other before Hagrid said "I'm the teacher, I'll do it." Hagrid gingerly picked Draco up, yelled "Class dismissed!" and started walking back toward the castle as Draco continued to moan in pain until he blacked out.