Disclaimer: Still don't own Harry Potter.
AN: I just can't seem to keep up. I seem to be constantly writing something. Oh well ... I tried something different with this one. Let me know what you think.
From a very young age all Draco heard about was how he had to uphold the family honor and how he had to carry on the line with a pure-blood witch.
He heard from his father that pure-bloods were the epitome of wizards and witches. There was none above them and muggles and mudbloods were not worth their time - unless of course it was for entertainment.
Looking at Crabbe and Goyle and even some of the other pure-bloods in Hogwarts he decided, knowing he'd never be able to voice his opinion aloud, that he wasn't so sure purity of blood was a good thing.
Fin