Pitter patter…
Pitter patter…
The sound of raindrops hitting the cobblestone floor made your nose scrunch up in disgust. You had never liked the rain- it was wet, it made things smell weird (especially in London), and, if you were unlucky, it would ruin your fine silk blouse. You huffed, casting a glance at your elder brother.
Tall and proud, with white-blonde hair complimenting his silver-gray eyes, Draco Malfoy was, indeed, a worthy sibling. Though he tended to prattle on to your father about meaningless matters and complain far more than was needed, he did hold a dear place in your heart. Your frozen, bitter, and presumptuous heart. Oh well. At least you were pretty.
"Draco," you murmured, looking up at him with your sterling colored eyes, "What's Hogwarts like? The Daily Prophet and the Quibbler make it out to be some kind of...wonderland for children and adolescents, yet you always seem so unhappy when you come home for the summer...is it bad there? Am I not going to like it?" Thirteen-year-old Draco let out a snort, putting a hand on your shoulder as if to comfort you. Though you both knew he could really care less about the intricacy of your emotions, he did seem to harbor a bit of brotherly love for you. Just a little.
"Well..." he started, his eyes glancing off to the side of the train-tracks in front of which you were standing, "It's full of fools. Professors and students alike...that don't care for our bloodline. Not to say that they hate us purebloods, but...they do not hold the proper respect for us as they should. It's filled with mudbloods. And then there's that Potter boy..." Tension seemed to rise in his voice, and it was evident in Draco's eyes that he didn't care much for whom he was speaking of. Then he continued. "Father told me that this year, they're letting that idiotic and hairy half-giant...Hagrid or something...teach a class on his own. He's sure to lower the intelligence of whoever takes it." Your eyebrows pulled upwards and then down, into a low frown. It certainly didn't seem like a pleasant place, at least, by your brother's description, and, in your experience, your brother was right about these kind of things. You didn't want to go, didn't want to be around people of such… lower class, but...there was one intriguing thing about which your brother had mentioned.
Potter...the name was familiar. But for what reason..?
Then it hit you.
Oh...he means Harry Potter. As in, the boy who lived… Your eyes sparked with interest. Despite the boy's eminent fame across the entire wizarding world, you hadn't heard much about this Potter. All you really knew, other than the fact that he had survived Voldemort's curse, was that he went to Hogwarts, and was in Draco's year.
Hmm… You thought, pondering it over. Draco seemed not to think very highly of the boy, which certainly was strange. To her knowledge, Harry was one of the few remaining purebloods- and Draco usually got along just fine with anyone of that status. Which probably meant that something had happened between the two of them. Something that rather upset him. And, knowing Draco and how easily he could fly into a rage, it could have been anything.
You sighed. This undoubtedly meant that your brother would want to keep you away from the boy, despite your interest in him. It was his way of "protecting" you. He had been doing similar things for you ever since you could remember. Which you appreciated. If Draco did not like Harry, then you would not like Harry. It was as simple as that.
Or was it?
End of Chapter 1
(Author's Note: Hey, guys. I realize it's been a ridiculously long time since you've heard from me. And I'm sorry. But, I'm back, with a new story. Slytherin Princess is mostly going to be something for fun, rather than dedication or imagination. It's when I have free time and am not struggling to write. The individual chapters will be very short, but updates should come fairly regularly. Oh, well, they might not. We'll have to see about that. I don't have much dedication to finish any particular story of mine, but I'd LIKE to. Eh. So, anyways, I hope you enjoy this fic. Bye for now!)
