2: Bad Kids—Lady GaGa

Draco knew what he was. He was a jerk; a loser; a brat; a selfish punk. Lucius and Narcissa had tried to control what they had created, but in the end, it only made them hate each other for their failure, and they divorced. Draco knew it was his fault. He didn't mind. It was just who he was.

Someone really should just smack me…

"You're not all bad, you know," Luna had said to him during one chance encounter. "No one really is."

"I am. Someone should really just smack me."

So she did. Straight across the face. And then giggled as he looked at her, stunned.

"You have a pure heart, Draco Malfoy," she told him. "You might think you're just another bad kid, but to me, you're good. I see through it. Don't be insecure about the good kid you are inside."

And with that, she had walked away from him. Skipped away, really. He thought about it.

Well, I do have a soft spot for animals and chocolate… Maybe I'm not all bad…