AN: Hello there! Ever wondered what happened at the Slytherin table? Ever wanted to know if Draco had second thoughts? Especially about which side he was on? Oh! And most importantly! Did you ever consider why the Slytherin's weren't fond of Dumbledore? NO? Well I have! So take a breather and enjoy the chaos that this fanfiction will surely turn out to be~ By the way, it'll be short chapters but I'll update quickly :) I don't know how long I'll continue this so if you enjoy it be sure to review and tell me to continue! ;)
"Oh mio Dio"
"Oh god."
I looked up from my plate of food to Blaise. His head was lowered and for all intents and purposes he looked like his mother had just been killed. If he wasn't a Slytherin I'd almost think he might've cried.
After staring at him for a moment I decided to ignore whatever it was that was bugging him - surely he'd get over it soon enough, even if it was his mother who had just died. It wasn't like they were very close anyway - and went back to eating.
"Draaaaacccccoooo!"
I sighed. Blaise could almost be as annoying as Potter could…maybe even worse…. No...no one beat scarface...he was definitively worse.
"Draaaaacccooooo!"
I think….