A\N – Here is my next chap! Only the plot belongs to me and I just realized that even that is really corny and clichéd. I'll work on that, don't you worry! Anywayz, R&R!
The sun was shining high in the sky, but all Draco noticed was the awful glare that hurt his eyes. It had been like that for days. All he could see is the negative effect of things. He never smiled, never laughed, and only thought even slightly cheerful things in his sleep. He had finally been pushed over the edge. It had started a few days ago….
He sat in potions class. His favorite, but only because he's able to get away with murder, right underneath Professor Snape's long hooked nose. God, he was an idiot. He only taught there because he gave Draco perfect marks every year. Otherwise, his father would have him fired. Therefore, it was the perfect class. Draco could piss away the whole time, and get a perfect score.
As usual, Draco was busy upholding his reputation. Being a jerk. At the moment, he was tormenting Gryffindors, mainly The Magnificent Potter and his two little sidekicks, Weasley and Granger.
"So Granger," He sneered, "let's see if you can answer this question. You've got all the ones Snape dished at you." He paused, and laughed at her attempt at ignoring him. No one could. What made her think she was so special? "What do you think it is about you that insults me most?" He laughed again and continued. "Could it be the fact that you are a completely obtrusive Mudblood, or your grotesque looks?" He paused to catch her reaction. He was not disappointed. Hermione's eyes had welled up and her bottom lip just short of quivering. "Now Granger, do be honest."
This last remark was intended to throw poor Hermione off the edge and into a hysterical fit of tears, but in truth, did quite the opposite. Instead of bringing her closer towards the edge, it drew her away from it. She took a deep breath and looked a stunned Draco defiantly in the eye. "If you want the truth," She stated, rather loudly, "Than here it is. I truly believe that thing that insults you the most is the fact that I, a mere Mudblood, am smarter than you, a pureblood, and a Malfoy nonetheless. Now I have a question for you. Is your life even worth living?" With that she stood up, gathered her books, and ignoring protests from Snape, strolled out of the dungeon.
The events that followed this are of no matter to Draco's story, but I will briefly recount them here anyway. For her little stunt, Hermione was given quite a few detentions, and probably lost the highest amount of points she will ever be responsibly for. Harry and Ron were graced with a new found respect for their friend and looked upon her in a whole new light.
Draco on the other hand, was shattered. Those six words had affected him more that any one will ever know. It was now completely clear to him. His life was not worth living.
A\N- I know I told you it would be a lot longer, but I couldn't think of anything else to write!! The next chapter will probly be up soon so hang on and R&R!!!