Draco's Family Secret " Saint Potter never did see what was so god damn special about him, really he was a baby when you-know-who tried to kill him its not like he did anything special" snarled a pale blonde boy. The blonde man sitting next to him mirrored his expression. None. Neither of them had any expression, his cold grey eyes showed no emotion and his brow was not taught like he was in deep thought. The expressions on both faces were blank. " Father are you listening, tell me what is so great about saint Harry Potter!" the boy snapped " Boy" his father snapped, " don't speak to me like that ever again, or I will punish you" the expression on the boy's fathers face had still not changed. " You know as well as I do that Harry Potter is the savoir of our world if you-know-who hadn't met his down fall that night god only knows what the world would be like" Draco knew that this was all lies, his father hated Harry Potter more than what Draco did and that was saying something. " Sure if you say so!" snapped Draco and he stalked out of the room. As he did he bumped into a pretty blonde woman. " Sorry Mum" Draco apologised feeling horrible. He had always had a soft spot for his mother and she for him. He loved her greatly and would do anything for her, but his father had told him that showing love for a woman was weak. He loved her eyes they were blue, a deep blue, not grey like his but blue. She was tall and slim and a figure that woman everywhere envied. Her hair flowed down her back like a river of gold and her personality was so loving and caring, but she was only like this with Draco, to everybody else she was cold and haughty. Lucius Malfoy's wife. " That's ok sweetheart, what are you up to today, drake?" she asked her eyes filled with love whenever she looked at her son. " Don't know, I was thinking of going to Diagon alley tomorrow for school supplies, but right now I was thinking of taking a shower" " Oh, well Lucius wont be coming as he is busy, so it will be just you and I" she replied allowing a small smile to creep onto her lips " Sounds great" he gave his mother on of his rare grins and left.

His room was green. Dark green. With silver furniture. Slytherin colours. His large wooden bed stood in the middle of his room. Surprisingly for a 16 year-old boys bedroom it was tide. Books stacked on top of each other, quills in a nice neat pile, bed made, clothes pressed and hanging up, but this was not because Draco was a tidy person. No it was simply because his house elves were instructed to keep his room immaculate. Sun was streaming in through the large windows and the door that led out onto his private balcony. He smirked when he walked out on the balcony. He was trying to remember how many times he'd been out here fooling around with different girls. Only one girl ever got to come back and that was Pansy Parkinson. Each time he come out here with a different girl it had been fun but it hadn't been awesome. No girl had the edge or spark he was looking for. Many of them only went with because he was devilishly handsome and because he was Draco Malfoy. They came so they could tell their friends that they'd been with Draco Malfoy. That was fine for now. I mean could have any girl any except the one he really wanted. All except one.