A/N: Gosh it's been awhile. Alright. I decided to come back with a new story. And yes I'm aware it's been a couple of months since I've updated on my other stories and I'm sorry. School's started for me and I'm trying to start off good. Ha… Even if I do, it won't last. YES I do plan to update on A Mudblood's Slave soon! Yay! But until then, you can enjoy this story and others if you'd like. Love to all. Hope you like it. Tell me what you think. And of course, if you want more, you know what to do.

ALSO: This is only an introduction. Next chapter will be out soon depending on reviews. If no one's reading it, I'd rather spend my time writing on the stories I know people like!

My Personal Hell

Hello, Draco Malfoy here. Some of you may be quite familiar with me, where as other's may not be… Ha! Everyone knows who and what I am. I'm a rich pureblooded wizard who hates anything remotely related to muggles. Except perhaps their rock music… Well actually… I was a rich pureblooded wizard at one time in my short life. You see, there was an 'accident' whilst I was attending my seventh year at Hogwarts. An 'accident' that turned out ending my life.

So you may have a few questions for me hmmm? The most common one probably would have to be:

"Draco Malfoy, if you're dead, then how the hell are you talking to me?"

You see, my soul hasn't been set free yet. I guess you can say that I'm not quite ready to leave my mortal life behind as I know it. Not ready to let go of the simple pleasures of the most common things. Things I never appreciated before now. But I'm not visible like Moaning Mertle or Peeves…that bastard. I'm in more of a vapor state. If a human being were to wander through my little cloud self, they'd have to wipe frost off of their eyebrows. I'm the chill that people feel go up their spines, the devil that danced on their back. The most correct term would be the draft that just traveled past or through them. Ghost? No. I'm not here on Earth just to haunt Potter and his friends. Truthfully, I couldn't even if I wanted to.

I'm here to bring the truth of my tragic 'accident' to light. So, I'm guessing you're already getting the idea. My death was no accident. Not by a long shot. It was planned out quite elaborately and of course with the most measured caution of Snape when he's brewing a death draught. And no, it's not Snape. Snape did find my body though. It had drifted from the lake out of the school gates and into the Forbidden Forest, where it was gnawed on for several days before he came to retrieve the venom of a large and rather grotesque spider.

So I guess I'll get to my story now, seeing as I have plenty of time to burn. And I plan to stay far away from the Light for as long as I can. Yes, I believe in heaven and hell. But I'm not quite ready to go into either of those places yet. My peaceful transition into the unknown will only be possible when my murderer is caught. And yes, I do believe I may go to heaven. Even though I was an evil little twat whilst I was on Earth, I don't think I've done anything serious enough to make me burn for the rest of eternity.

But you may disagree… As my story goes on.

A/N: Thanks for taking the time. Leave me a review. This is sort of different from my other stories, but none of my stories are exactly alike. If you're not too crazy about this one, look at my others:D