So this is the introduction chapter. I hope you like it. Tell me what you think of it and i'll publish another chapter if you like this one.

Chapter 1
Moving & Memories

"Draco," Narcissa sighed. "We're moving."

What? Moving? From his grand villa? No way.

"To where, M- Mother?" Draco stammered, wondering why they were leaving. It was as if his mother had read his mind.

"We've plunged into the pool of... poverty, Draco." Lucius Malfoy strode into the lounge, a look of disgust on his face.

"POVERTY?" Draco exclaimed. "But- why?"

"I lost my job today, thanks to that no good Mudblood and her friends pointing us out."

Narcissa looked uncomfortable as Draco stared, from Lucius, to Narcissa, to Lucius, to his mother.

Well, thought Draco, I wonder where we're going?

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"I'm not going, I'm not going, I'm not going! That's THAT!"

Eight year old Draco looked at his mother and father with an icy glare. Lucius didn't seem too bothered, but Narcissa seemed on edge about the whole situation. Perhaps we should-

"Draco!" Barked Lucius, pointing at his son. "You WILL go to Hogwarts, and that is FINAL!"

Draco seemed to melt under has father's penetrating gaze. Narcissa looked at her husband. "The child may not understand how the... Pureblood ways w- work, Lucius..."

Lucius's face darkened as he crouched down to Draco's level, trying not to mind about his son eating a muggle lollipop.

"Draco," Lucius sounded grim. "When you go to Hogwarts, remember that us Purebloods are better than the halfbloods and those Mudbloods. I don't care about muggles, they haven't got magical blood to dirty. But listen here: If you see a Blood traitor, a halfblood or a mudblood, remember you're better than them. Understand?"

Draco nodded eagerly.

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"This.." Draco said, "Is my home?"

Disappointment came to his eyes and a young brunette nextdoor, tending to the flowers, caught his eye. Wow, she's real pretty, Draco thought. She's really familar, though..

The young woman turned and caught his eye. She stared, then ran inside in shock.

I know her.. She's that MUDBLOOD!

"DAD!" Draco shouted, causing him to jump violently. "DAD! THAT MUDBLOOD! SHE LIVES NEXTDOOR!"

Lucius stared at his son, then to the house that Draco had been staring at. "Well, Draco, you're going to enjoy this house." Lucius had a smirk on his face. As he walked indoors, taking his wife with him, Hermione Granger came outdoors and stared at Draco. They were alone. Draco couldn't help but stare at her. What happened over the summer?

Draco was due to start his third year at Hogwarts school of Witchcraft and Wizardry, as was Hermione. While his stare was shocked, Hermione's gaze looked stone cold, a rivalry to his own.

"What is the meaning of this, Malfoy?" She spat, saying his name as though it was mud. "How dare you come here, shouting my blood status around the street! How dare you march in here, scream filthy words about me then stare at me? How dare you?! I'll fuck you up, I swear!"

Draco seemed taken aback. Then he remembered his own words.

"DAD! DAD! THAT MUDBLOOD! SHE LIVES NEXTDOOR!"

He gulped and did something he had never done before.

"Sorry, Granger."

Hermione seemed to be taken aback. What world was this, where Malfoy did not only not call her mudblood, but also.. Apologised?

"Who are you, what have you done with Draco Malfoy?!" She screamed at him.

"Wh-what?" He was confused. He had done something for her, hadn't he? He ran indoors, tears in his eyes.

Now it was Hermione's turn to look confused.

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Draco sat in his new room, sniffing. She had yelled at him, made their family have a bad name. They all knew the Grangers, apparently. This, this treatment.. It hurts. Draco sat and thought about it a while. Granger – No, Hermione, had acted like he was scum. Why, though? What had he done?

An answer came to his head.

Payback for what I did to her.

Draco Malfoy flopped onto his bed, sobbing. All these emotions inside of him hurt him. He just wanted to be left alone to cry..