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A\N - I wrote this to get myself out of a rut. A really boring, ugly rut. I couldn't write anything but "Mary Sue-ish" stories with an undeniable twist. This WILL be different. R&R plz! My fragile ego needs it!
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Draco Malfoy frowned. Every day was the same. The same dreary, boring, simple schoolwork, the same boring, annoying, aggravating people, then the big, ugly school he was forced to live in.
He almost missed home. Almost. But it was just about as awful there. Random House Elfs raised him, and now that they had left, there was no one. His father was too busy with his dark arts, and meddling with other, good people's lives, and his mother was too busy with her gossiping and cocktail parties. Draco was ignored.
At least at the school he has "friends". Only in quotations because they can't be called true friends. Draco hated everyone. Well almost everyone. There were a few people he would have liked to know better but couldn't. Tradition and pride denied him this.
He only kept his so-called friends around because he was afraid to be alone. He had spent 11 years of his life with out any friends. He was lonely and miserable. He thought that school would change that. Now he's just popular and miserable.
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A\N - There ya go. Chap.1. The next one will be longer, I promise. This was kinda just a Prologue. R&R plz!!