It Isn't Easy Being Me
Summary: Draco complains in the only way he knows how – to himself.
Rating: K+. Mild cursing.
Disclaimer: We've been through this. If you still think I am in the slightest way possible JKR, then, we need to talk some more.
It isn't easy being me.
When people look at me, all they see is a Malfoy; a selfish, rude, impersonal coward. Some will say it to my face. Some will whisper behind my back. But I can always feel it, the harsh words of another creeping up behind me like the vines in the Triwizard tournament. Bastard, they groan. Bloody git, they yell. Idiot, they snicker. Pompous prat, they laugh. I can never escape the circle of humiliation and anguish.
You think by now they would stop. I stopped being a Death Eater! I did not kill Albus Dumbledore, even though I knew the consequences! I may not have fought on the good side the whole time, but I changed! I am different than the boy I was at eleven. I no longer torment children, boast of my family, sneer at those who are beneath me. I have changed. I have grown older; saw the faults in my younger self. But to them, I'm still nothing. Nothing but a bloody Malfoy. It isn't easy being me.
