Hidden Agenda

Summary: Somebody has a secret. Somebody's not going to have it much longer…

Chapter One :: Broken down Sections

When I was eight my father died. My mother was remarried by the time I was nine, to a man she had known at school. I didn't like him very much, but he spoilt me to keep mother satisfied. After a while I forgot that he was neither kind nor forgiving. I guess you could say he bought my loyalty.

You'd probably be right.

Mother always insisted that I called him father, to make him feel more like a part of the family. I sneered at her pathetic attempt to include him in what had once been a close loving relationship between my mother, my real father, and myself but I complied all the same. It made things easier. Mother cried a lot. I didn't want that on my conscious.

Maybe I'm selfish.

I went away to school when I was eleven. My stepfather wanted to send me away, probably so I'd pose less of a problem. Mother didn't agree. She won, in the end. After all, I was her child. They sent me to a school closer to home. He was not impressed. I didn't care.

I am fourteen years old.

When I was five I ran away from my father into the woods that surrounded our home. Three days later I came home, cold. My face was pale; white. They took me to the doctor and found two small bites on the side of my neck. Mother fainted. Father had to sit down.

I am a vampire.

They told the principal. He said that an equal opportunity was extended to all students, no exception. I wasn't worried. I knew that my stepfather's influence would get me into school whether the principal was soft or not. This way, things were simpler.

I wasn't grateful.

My stepfather cast a spell on me, making me immune to sunlight. I still prefer the dark. It's more peaceful. Less… dramatic. I have no reason to fear the dark. Even with this spell I flinch in sunlight and hurry to escape it.

I don't pretend to be brave.

I don't have a reflection. If anybody notices, I claim my cousin cast an obscurity spell on me as a child. They believe me. They have no choice. There are no mirrors in my dorm room. I enter bathrooms alone. You'll find it's quite easy to hide, even when surrounded by people. I call attention to others, rather than myself. Provoking others is an easy way to take the attention from myself.

Nobody knows my secret.

My name is Draco Malfoy.

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