Draco Malfoy a Wolveepire or a What!
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Draco's Point of View:
Finally I'm free of all the stress in my life. The war is over, Voldemort is gone, my dad is no more a death eater. The only bad thing is I have to go to Hogwarts for my final year with The-Boy-Who–Just–Won't–Die, Weasel, and Miss Bookworm.
I know what you're thinking. That I still have my pureblood prejudice, but the thing is I don't anymore. After seeing what that Bat shit crazy, half blood, red eyes did because of his beliefs, I changed my mind about blood lines. My parents are working on it. Don't get me wrong, I still hate-or for a better phrase am annoyed by-the Golden Trio.
I lost track of my mind. What was I saying? Oh yes! I'm going back to Hogwarts, where not all of the Slytherins are coming back. Only Blaise Zabini, Pansy Parkinson, Gregory Goyle and I are returning to Hogwarts. Astoria and Daphne Greengrass, Theodore Nott are too afraid to come back because of what happened there during the war.
Well, here I am on the Hogwarts Express going into the Head compartment. Did I mention I'm Head Boy? Yeah, I think it's not going to be that bad of a year with all the privileges. For one, I get my own room; no more snoring of Goyle. The bad thing is I'm sharing a common room with none other than Miss Know-It-All.
Speaking about her, I need to get a perfect angle to see her face when she discovers who's Head boy. I'm so going to enjoy torturing that mud...I mean muggle-born all year.
I already have a comment when she enters the compartment! I will say "Hello roomy. Too bad I have to see that ugly, bushy hair with that face that makes me want to puke all day." Talk about the devil….
"What the bloody hell are you doing here Malfoy?" Granger said.
I turn my face to see her so I could recite what I prepared, but when I saw her all coherent thoughts went out of my brain. She was the most beautiful thing I ever seen in my life. With her brown, soft curls coming to her shoulder. With her sexy, petite body that every guy would die too get their hands on. And those beautiful big, doe-like, hazel eyes with long lashes and pink, plump, delicious lips that I want to suck all day.
'You look beautiful..." I said. What the fuck is wrong with me! Did I just say that Miss Know-It-All, Bookworm-extraordinare, muggleborn looks beautiful? And to top it all off, I just stuttered!
When I get to Hogwarts the first thing I'm doing is going to the hospital wing to check my head. Maybe I hit my head with something, or I'm under the Imperious curse. Maybe that's it!
"What!" Granger yelled in disbelief. That was the same thing I was yelling in my head, 'What the hell.'
"Nothing at all. Um...so we are going to work together all year, yes?" I asked to change the topic.
"This has to be a mistake. You can't be Head Boy! I need to talk to the Headmistress."
"No mistake Granger. I'm Head boy and you better get it into that big, bushy head of yours."
"My hair is not bushy any more, Ferret. And also you're a Death Eater. You shouldn't be here anyway." Granger defend.
She was right. Her hair wasn't bushy. In fact, it was perfect. And I may be a Death Eater, but I wasn't one by choice.
"Shut up, mudblood. You know nothing about me."
She only stood there in silence for a moment. She got her trunk stowed and then sat down. She reached in her bag and took a book out. She started to read, but I saw the hurt in her eyes.
What is wrong with me? I just thought her hair is perfect and that she is beautiful! I felt guilty after calling her mudblood. I saw the hurt in her eyes because of what I had said. I only met her five minutes ago and things are going wrong already. Merlin help me. This going to be a long year.
Hermione's Point of View:
I thought this was going to be a perfect day. No, more like a perfect year. First of all the war was finally over and Voldemort is dead.
Ron is my boyfriend now, but that's no surprise. He asks me two days ago at the Burrow if I wanted to be his girlfriend and I happily said yes. Two weeks before, I got my Hogwarts letter saying that I can finish my final year. I got the position of Head girl, and the great part is that Harry, Ron, and Ginny are perfects. Yeah life was perfect and finally normal, so I thought.
But no, fate has to throw me a curve ball. Malfoy is Head boy. Can you believe it? HEAD BOY! Now here I am at the Heads compartment with no other then Draco BLOODY Malfoy. What was the Headmistress thinking? He is a Death Eater, his father is a Death Eater, and his family supported Voldemort. Well, I guess my life will never be perfect.
Finally we are in Hogwarts, and as always we are having dinner prior to the sorting hat placing the new students. The new Headmistress McGonagall gave the Welcome Speech. And as every year, the sorting hat sang his song about the houses. This year was different. We got 12 new Gryffindors, 9 Ravenclaws, 6 Hufflepuffs, and 7 Slytherins. Because of the war, there weren't many first years sorted in that house.
Anyway here I am sitting with my friends at the Gryffindor table. Ron as always eating disgustingly, Harry and Ginny are feeding each other food. How romantic! I wish Ron would be more romantic, but Ron will always be Ron.
When I told them about Malfoy being Head boy, Ron got all red in the face. I thought he was going to explode. He started saying that McGonagall was crazy, and that he would hex Malfoy into the next generation. Harry took it very well. I was surprised. He just told us that people change and we should give him a chance. But that Malfoy is still a bouncy ferret and if he ever tried to hurt me he will hex him. Ginny was indifferent in all of this.
I can't wait to see the Head rooms! Finally the feast is over, and I'm full. I'm ready to crash in my wonderful bed. Speaking about the Head rooms, McGonagall is coming over with the Ferret.
"Miss Granger, if you're ready, I will show you and Mr. Malfoy your rooms. Follow me." McGonagall told me.
We follow her through the halls and up the moving stairs until we reach a deserted hall. I never seen it before. There was a painting of what looked like a beautiful blond girl around 8 years old. She said password and it was, "Peace." How fitting! As if I will ever have peace with Malfoy as roommate.
The common room was big with a fire place, two arm chairs, and a sofa beautiful decorated. It looks very warm colored all in browns and peaches. My room and Malfoy's were styled in house colors with largest beds I ever seen in my life and a wardrobe. We have separate bathrooms. Thank Merlin! Well we said goodnight to the Headmistress and parted our ways to our rooms.
Tomorrow was going to be a long day.