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Draco's Desires
Part One
An Introduction To Myself
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I am Draco. I am evil. I am the heir to Slytherin. At least I wish I were. I need to be, or else my father will be disappointed in me, so much so that I'm not sure I could ever look him in the face again. He might even kill me if he were angry enough. Now, of course I'm not sure if this is true. Fathers are not supposed to hate their sons, and I doubt my father hates me. But I might hate him. I'm not sure.
My father is the great wizard Lucius Malfoy. He was one of Lord Voldemort's most loyal supporters and is still a Death Eater to this day. My father says Voldemort will once again rise to power and that the Malfoys must be ready to return to him and give him the loyal assistance he has come to expect from my family. I for one really don't care much.
Those at my school will tell you differently. They think I'm cruel and evil - at least that's what those Gryffindors would say. I am an enemy of the Gryffindors, and I have no problem admitting that. Always so self righteous and getting all the attention. I come from the Slytherin House, and I figure I just have to be an heir. I wish it had been me who had opened the Chamber of Secrets, but instead it was that little red-haired girl, Ron Weasley's sister. So pretty, so young...but yet she opened the Chamber and was able to perform evil beyond anyone's control. It doesn't matter that Voldemort was controlling her...there's something about her that makes me want her in my possession. Wouldn't it show that ruddy Harry Potter who gets what he wants!
I suppose you could say I'm jealous. I wouldn't tell anyone else that and let them live, but I want nothing more than to be the best - the most important, the most worshiped, the most loved. And Potter is always there to spoil it for me and push me aside. So I am as evil to him as I can be. His friends feel my rage too. Ron Weasley with his temper always flaring. The Mudblood Hermione Granger who knows everything and shows it. I'm not good like they are, and I will never be. There is no room in my family for any good, so I must be purely evil and surround myself with others who are as twisted as I feel. I would have had Harry Potter on my side, but he chose the righteous path and the do-gooders. Well, it's his choice and his alone. He deserves what I give him.
I insulted Weasley's mother the other day, told him that she could do to lose some weight. I have nothing personally against the old bird, but I needed to say something that stung. I know my family is better off than his is, and I want him to know it too. I will be the best someday. So I told him this and he wanted to kill me. And I wanted to fight back and stomp him out and have a victory. But I raked my eyes over the little sister who stared defiantly at me as her eyes welled with tears. I wanted to hurt Weasley, not the girl. Whenever I see the girl I want to grasp her in my arms and make her mine, and even though she is small and powerless I would never hurt her. Never. Her brother is like dirt to me, but her brown eyes are too much to get out of my head. I will have the Weasley child as my own someday. And just let my father try to stop me, even though she's from a poor dirty family who shouldn't even have the luxury of being able to call themselves pure bloods.
I can't think about this anymore at the moment. I'm not paying attention to my Potions lessons and the last thing I want is to disappoint Professor Snape. I'll just sit here and pretend that that girl doesn't exist. Nothing exists but my mission in this life. To be the best and the most important and powerful.
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Note: The story really gets going in the next part when he starts to gain some contact with Ginny. It moves on better from there. Thanks for reading!
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