A/N: I had this story up earlier... but i deleted it... why? because of all the weird looking spaces i didn't see... so this time it will be more neater... i'll update a chapter when I want to. Please read the prologue, then review...please no flaming...
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns all the Harry Potter stuff... including characters... in the world.
FALSE EMOTIONS | PROLOGUE
He lied on the grass in front of his manor.
"Draco Malfoy... what are you doing on the grass." Lucius asked.
Draco looked at his father. This is what he was going to look like when he grew older. This is what he was going to act like when he grew older. He was going to be exactly like his father... somehow he didn't want that to happen. "Thinking..." Draco said.
"Well, do some thinking inside. You're in your school robes... some of the muggles driving by will think you're very weird." Lucius spat out. He was very disgusted by the way Draco was lying on the dirty grass.
"I'm already weird." Draco said. He stood up. "Father, I want to go back to school. I don't want to stay here... I'm not happy here."
Lucius looked at his son. He was a younger version of himself. Lucius had to admit his son looked a little better than him when he was younger. "I'll get the train to send you back. You're leaving tomorrow. It's best if you pack up your things now." Lucius said.
Draco smiled. "Things are already packed up." Draco said. He walked happily to the inside of his manor.
A few house-elves were scattered around the house. Draco tossed kernels of popcorn at them for the enjoyment. "Ah... I'm returning to Hogwarts. I knew I should have signed up for the Christmas stay. Mother, can I bring a few galleons?" Draco said.
His mother nodded as a reply.
Draco took 3 galleons from the counter... and an extra one just because his mother wasn't watching him.
"Now, now, Draco, put that back." Narcissa commanded. Guess she was watching him.
"Hurry up Draco, you're going to be late." Lucius said.
"Bye Mother, have a happy Christmas." Draco said. He kissed his mother on the cheek and walked out of the kitchen.
"I get the entire train to myself right?" Draco asked.
"Of course you do..." Lucius said.
Draco stepped inside the fireplace. "King's Cross." he yelled. Green smoke started to appear everywhere.
Draco ran between platforms 9 and 10. He pushed his belongings happily.
"Come on Malfoy, haven't got all day." the conductor said.
"So..." he sneered. He brought his things inside the train and sat down in an empty compartment. All of the compartments were empty, of course. The only one in the train was him of course.
He heard a soft giggle.
"What was that?" Draco asked himself. "I've been around Pansy too much."
Somehow his compartment door clicked open.
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns all the Harry Potter stuff... including characters... in the world.
FALSE EMOTIONS | PROLOGUE
He lied on the grass in front of his manor.
"Draco Malfoy... what are you doing on the grass." Lucius asked.
Draco looked at his father. This is what he was going to look like when he grew older. This is what he was going to act like when he grew older. He was going to be exactly like his father... somehow he didn't want that to happen. "Thinking..." Draco said.
"Well, do some thinking inside. You're in your school robes... some of the muggles driving by will think you're very weird." Lucius spat out. He was very disgusted by the way Draco was lying on the dirty grass.
"I'm already weird." Draco said. He stood up. "Father, I want to go back to school. I don't want to stay here... I'm not happy here."
Lucius looked at his son. He was a younger version of himself. Lucius had to admit his son looked a little better than him when he was younger. "I'll get the train to send you back. You're leaving tomorrow. It's best if you pack up your things now." Lucius said.
Draco smiled. "Things are already packed up." Draco said. He walked happily to the inside of his manor.
A few house-elves were scattered around the house. Draco tossed kernels of popcorn at them for the enjoyment. "Ah... I'm returning to Hogwarts. I knew I should have signed up for the Christmas stay. Mother, can I bring a few galleons?" Draco said.
His mother nodded as a reply.
Draco took 3 galleons from the counter... and an extra one just because his mother wasn't watching him.
"Now, now, Draco, put that back." Narcissa commanded. Guess she was watching him.
"Hurry up Draco, you're going to be late." Lucius said.
"Bye Mother, have a happy Christmas." Draco said. He kissed his mother on the cheek and walked out of the kitchen.
"I get the entire train to myself right?" Draco asked.
"Of course you do..." Lucius said.
Draco stepped inside the fireplace. "King's Cross." he yelled. Green smoke started to appear everywhere.
Draco ran between platforms 9 and 10. He pushed his belongings happily.
"Come on Malfoy, haven't got all day." the conductor said.
"So..." he sneered. He brought his things inside the train and sat down in an empty compartment. All of the compartments were empty, of course. The only one in the train was him of course.
He heard a soft giggle.
"What was that?" Draco asked himself. "I've been around Pansy too much."
Somehow his compartment door clicked open.
