A/N: Hey dudes, this is my first story so please be nice. I've always had a soft spot for Draco and I thought it would be fun to tease him a bit. Like it or hate it I'd love you to review, just no flames please, because I'll use then to toast marshmallows.
Disclaimer: sadly not mine, I do not own Draco, or any other characters created by the fabulous J.K. Rowling, nor do I receive any profit from any of my stories.
Draco has a bad day
The sun was shining and the birds were singing, it was a typically beautiful day at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The silence of the morning was serene as the giant squid lazily bobbed around in the lake doing whatever it was that giant squids did in the early morning while bobbing around in the lake. Suddenly the serenity of the morning was broken by a deafening scream. It was more terrifying than a girl who has just discovered she's out of cherry lip-gloss, more terrifying then Snapes' tantrums, more terrifying………..oh you get the picture. Deep inside the castle, within the Slytheren dormitory, in the boy's bathroom the screams continued. A blonde boy could be seen standing opposite a mirror leaning heavily on a bathroom sink, the screams continuing to issue from his gaping mouth. The boy was none other than Draco Malfoy, son of Lucius Malfoy, heir to the Malfoy fortune. Draco continued to stare, his face, his beautiful face, it was preposterous, it was unheard of it was UN - Malfoy – ish; Draco continued to stare, his hands continuously running over his face. Maybe it was just a dream thought the distraught boy, so he pinched himself hard, nope it hurt. This couldn't be. Malfoy's always keep their composure; Malfoy's always look their best, Malfoy's DID NOT GET ……ZITS. Draco stared, no this wasn't possible he was Draco Malfoy son of Lucius Malfoy, heir to the Malfoy fortune he was not however Draco Malfoy son of Lucius Malfoy, heir to the Malfoy fortune and the proud owner of a mini mount Everest now protruding from his creamy complexion. It was with a grim thought that a Malfoy had never owned a mountain, indeed not on his own face that Draco Malfoy son of Lucius Malfoy, heir to the Malfoy fortune gave one last resounding shriek before falling to the ground in an undignified heap.
A/N : I hope you liked it, I'm thinking of putting other chapters up.