To whoever cares about me...............

I live my life like this. Curse after curse. Endless pain. Agony blinding my eyes. I am told to be the weak
link, the one to bring disgrace to the family name. But I am not a weak link father, you are. You went evil,
and although I play along in your little game, I am not on your side. Wait till I finish seventh year. You will
be dead. I will kill you. You never loved me as a person, you loved me as an heir. But we shall see. When
I bring down your master. I will kill them all, all his supporters. I have a plan. But you caused this upon
the world. You and your "strengthening beatings". there is only so much I can take. yes, when you beat me
I grow more powerful afterward, but not magically or physically. In hate. My hate boils in my mind. And
you will pay. You think they don't notice I'm pale father? You think they think it is in my genes to be pale?
You are wrong. They know you lock me in the dungeon. They know I treasure seeing the sun. Did I ever
tell you father that I made the hat put me in Slitherian? It wanted me in Huffelpuff, but you would have
killed me. and mother too. For producing a "weak heir". Out of love for her I went into a house of evil.
But you shale see. I am not evil as I might appear. I am strong, and I will triumph over you. You scum.

Draco Greenwillow

P.S. Yes father, I do not want your name. Mother's will be fine.




An: yes I know its been done be4, but I wanted to do one

Disclaimer: I own crap

Personal note: tomorrow is my 15 birthday! happy birthday to me!