*Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter as much as I wish so. I just like to invent and here I am...inventing away. There might be other stories like this one but I hope that I can make this different. Draco doesn't fall for some girl or anything cheesy like that. He barely even knows it's happening when it does happen. But...he's falling outta evil. I hope to make this story a nice good long one and hope to get lotsa reviews. Well, here you go, the first chapter of 'Through a Malfoy's Eyes'

Luv,..... Me
P.S. If you read this, stay till the end of the chapter cuz something semi big happens (well, that's actually where it starts, the whole story, at the end of this chapter) and it'll be a waste if you don't read the whole thing.


*~Chapter One: The Beginning of the End~*


"You're gonna pay for that Potter!" Draco yelled as he brought his wand high in the air, then bringing it down swiftly so it was eye level with Harry. All he wanted to do was hurt Harry. Bad.

"EXPELLIARMUS!" He shouted. A bright flash of red shot from his wand and knocked Harry to the other side of the chamber. Ron, who had been standing next to Harry ran over and kneeled on the ground next to him to see if he was hurt. Hermione stared at Draco in shock and looked back at Harry who was now unconscious. Draco smirked.

"Stay outta it mudblood," he said. He quickly jerked his head in the direction of the door and headed out to the hall. Vincent and Gregory followed him quickly and hurried to his side. His fist clenched in anger as he thought of Harry. Of Hogwarts.

"I'm so glad next year's my last one at this muggle loving school. I just wish it were over sooner," Draco said as they headed up a steep staircase on their way to the Slytherin common room. Nobody understood him here. No one except for a few other Slytherins. No body understood the true meaning of a wizard; no body cared about pure bloods anymore. They all loved the muggles.

The three of them stopped in front of a stretch of bare, damp stonewall. Draco stepped up to give the password.

"Dragon's blood," he said hastily. A door hidden beneath the stone slid open. The soft smell of lavender wafted towards them as they entered. Draco took in a deep breath of it and filled his lungs with the sweet scent.

"Pansy's burning her incense again." He said happily, sniffing the air once more. He really liked when she did that. It took out the horrible smell that their common room usually held.

"Hey Draco!" she said as they proceeded towards her. He bent down and grabbed one of the purple sticks that weren't lit yet and twirled it in his fingers.

"Hey Pansy.... do you think I can borrow this, for the dormitory?" He asked. She looked up at him and smiled revealing slightly crooked teeth. She was the best girl there was in the whole of Slytherin. If it was believable, the other girls were worse.

"Well, yeah. But you're not really borrowing it are you? I mean, you're not going to give it back after it's all burned up, right?" Draco laughed slightly.

"Fine, fine, fine, I was just trying to be a little nice."

Pansy raised an eyebrow at him. "Draco Malfoy, when have YOU ever been nice?"

Draco chose to ignore her and started to head down to his room. He lit the small lavender incense and set in a tiny golden tray that was on his nightstand. Draco sat down on his bed and looked towards the window. Through the green translucent sheets that hung from his four-poster and surrounded his bed he could see a bright full moon.

He reached over to the drawer on his nightstand and grabbed a small picture. The figures within it were standing in front of a large manor and smiling. Draco looked at himself in the picture; he was standing next to a tall blonde haired woman. He threw the picture on his bed and sat back into the pillows. The scene that took place not long ago played in his mind and he became full of anger again.

"Who does Potter think he is? He has no right to insult my mum...at least I have one. His is DEAD, she was too weak to deserve to live anyways,"

He thought of what Harry had said. 'Malfoy, you're mother most be really stupid...to marry a slimy git like your father...' Draco didn't know why that had got him so mad but he just couldn't stand it when people talked about his family. Especially one's worse off than him.

For the next few minutes the only thing that Draco could hear was the constant booming of Harry's words. Racking through his brain. He had to get back to the common room. While he was here, alone in the dormitory, there weren't any distractions from thinking. Slowly he went back upstairs to the common room. Vincent and Gregory were in a corner hovering over the day's issue of the 'Daily Prophet'. Draco decided to sit in a chair that was next to them.

"What are you two up to?" he asked looking down at the paper.

"Oh, nothing. Just a little bit of...light reading." Vincent said with a smirk. Greg stifled a laugh.

"Has anything good happened?" Draco asked. He hadn't been paying attention to the 'Daily Prophet' lately. Nothing had been happening, well, not since Voldemort's return. But, Voldemort had wanted to stay low for a while so he could gain the most power. So he hadn't been very active yet. Well, except for at Death Eater meetings and what not. Draco had been lucky enough to attend a few and was already on high rankings with the Dark Lord.

"Yes! Guess who just got fired? Clue: he's in the ministry." Greg put in excitedly and taking his eyes off the paper to look at Draco.

"Hmmm... who? Fudge?" Draco asked. "The bastard deserves it,"

"No, better!" Vincent said. Draco thought for a moment, he couldn't think of anyone. He looked at Vincent.

"Who could be better?"

"Arthur Weasley!" Vincent and Gregory chimed in at once. Draco's mouth flopped open. The Wealey's were in no condition for Arthur to be losing his job. They were already poor when he had one. This was great.

"You're kidding!" Draco said. He jumped up and stood behind them trying to get a glance at the paper. To just see a picture. Maybe of that sorry family all-poor and having to move. Draco could picture Ron sitting on some street corner with pants that were too short and holes in his shoes.

"Why? What'd he do?" He asked anxiously.

"He..." Just then the common room door slid open and Professor Snape emerged. He walked over to Draco with an angered look on his face. He stepped right up to him and his lips became as fine as McGonagall's.

"What do you think you're doing?" Snape asked in a acidly tone. The whole of the common room fell silent and Draco could feet all head's turn in their direction.

"Professor I..." Snape cut him off.

"Young Potter is in the Hospital Wing right now, KNOCKED OUT. You attacked a student. Explain yourself," Snape said, glaring down at Draco with cold eyes. He gulped.

"Well, you see Professor, he insulted both my mum and my dad. I...I couldn't let him get away with that." Draco said bravely putting his chin high in the air so he was more level with Snape.

"And he has reasons to insult them." Snape spat.

"Now, I can't let you off easy on this one Mr. Malfoy. I have to many times already. That's going to be a detention AND 10 points from Slytherin." Draco's mouth opened and he was about to try and justify himself once more but Snape spoke again, this time more calmly.

"I advise you, to make sure that next time you don't put yourself in situation that forces me to take points from my own house again." Snape turned around and, as his cloak swished behind him, left the common room.

"Ah, man! Detention?" Draco said as he walked back down to the dormitories. Forget about being distracted from thinking, now he had more things to think about. He had almost completely forgotten about what Vincent and Gregory had told him until he was just getting in to bed. He thought for a moment. And Ron on the street corner, this time in the rain, came to his mind again.

"This is going to be fun," he told himself.


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It had been weeks since Draco had served his detention. He hadn't really seen Harry since he had knocked him out but he did have a chance to talk to Ron. He had gotten a good beating for saying it to. But all in all, he walked away with a bruise...Ron walked away with a bloody nose and twisted wrist. Luckily he didn't get any punishment for this, it seemed that nobody had actually found out.

Draco's first real relief was when their first Hogsmeade trip of the year came around a week before Christmas vacation. Finally he'd be able to get away from all this and have a good time. Vincent, Greg, Pansy, Blaise, and him were already planning on going to the Three Broomsticks before heading over to the joke shop.

They ran into Ron on their way there. Draco felt like trying his luck and messing with him again. He took a play on what they had said to him a while ago.

"You know what Weasley? I think YOUR mum must be really stupid. No, I think she must be INSANE. She married your dad didn't she? All he seems to be able to do is screw things up. That's why he got fired. Hey, it's not so bad...maybe you'll be able to go on Welfare now. You'd probably be better off then you were before."

Ron's eyes flashed and he started after Draco. Harry and Hermione pulled him back by his upper arms. Draco smiled mischievously and looked over at him before walking away. He heard something behind him and turned around. Harry and Hermione had been thrown to the ground and Ron was getting closer to Draco by the second. With quickening speed. He backed up and reached into his pocket to grab his wand but it was too late. Ron had already tackled him to the ground. Pansy backed up.

"Draco!" she squeaked.

Vincent and Greg both grabbed their wands and pointed them at Ron. Draco put his hand up to stop them. He wanted to settle this himself.

"So, Weasley. You want to get hurt some more? Didn't I already take care of that for you?"

"Malfoy, I'm gonna hurt you so bad..." Ron started. Draco cut him off sharply.

"Oh, bullshit! You couldn't hurt me if you tried," he spat out in disgust. Draco heard a familiar voice coming from somewhere above him. He looked up and saw Professor Snape leering over them.

"MR. Malfoy, I advice you, once again, to watch you language AND your actions when you are out here in front of people. You'll give all Hogwarts students a bad name." He said.

"Yes Professor," Draco answered. Snape looked past him at Harry and Ron.

"As for you two, Potter, Weasley, ten points each from Gryffindor."

"But Professor he...!" Ron stared at Snape.

"No buts Weasley." Professor Snape walked off. Draco looked at Harry, Ron, and Hermione and smirked. This trip had turned out better than he had thought it would.

The five of them headed over to the Three Broomsticks leaving Ron standing full of mud and as red as his hair.

Pansy looked over at Draco. "So, are you looking forward to Christmas vacation?" she asked.

"Hell yes," he answered. "Why ask?"

She shrugged. "Maybe we could get together over the break,"

"You know we are, all of us are probably," he said, looking at her. She nodded as if she knew what they were talking about. Blaise looked confused.

"What do you mean? We all are..." Draco didn't know what exactly to say. The Blaise family wasn't in with the others. And most likely they wouldn't be called in for a Death Eater meeting. As a matter of fact, they weren't even Death Eaters at all.

"YOU won't, but they will," Draco said looking over at Pansy, Vincent, and Greg. Blaise still looked bewildered and now she look at little left out.

"Never mind," Draco said as he walked into the Three Broomsticks.

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Draco smiled as the Hogwarts express pulled into Kings Cross. He got to stay home for two weeks. Two Potter, Weasley and Granger free weeks. Through the window he saw a familiar black Chevy Avalanche. The door opened and a tall man stepped out. A muggle woman accidentally brushed shoulders with him and he raised his lip with detest. A little girl stepped out of the car behind him and looked around the station for any sign of Draco. The train screeched to a halt in front of platform 9 3/4. Draco grabbed his things and headed out. The little girl ran up to him and put her arms around his middle.

"Draco I missed you so much! I can't wait till I get to come here next year with you!" she said before she let him go. Draco groaned.

"I've only been gone since September, Adrienne. That's four months." He said looking down at her.

"But still, I miss you whenever you're gone!" Draco smiled. He's sister was just so...cute. That was the only word for it. He picked her up and headed over to his father, pulling his things behind him with one hand. When he got over to their truck his dad helped him put his things in the trucks bed.

Draco's father had stopped asking him how school had been going since the most frequent response was 'It sucked,'

Draco set Adrienne in the front seat of the car and got in. They took off and through the back windows Draco watched Kings Cross station grow smaller and smaller. It wasn't too far out of London to where they lived so it didn't take a long time. The Malfoy Manor was pretty much in the middle of nowhere. It was situated in a small non-muggle community. Most of the occupants of it were Death Eaters. Slowly Draco started to see the outline of a huge black house about three stories tall. It looked much like a haunted house except fancier and well kept. Their car pulled up in front of the large garage that only took up a small portion of the house. It was about the only muggle thing they owned because it was easier to get around without having to appearate and disapearate since Draco and Adrienne couldn't yet. Before they entered the manor Lucius turned to Draco.

"There's going to be another meeting in about two weeks, Draco. I would like you to attend it. And, if things go well, we might have a new member in the family." He said. Draco smiled.

"Really?" He looked at his father who nodded. Adrienne ran up to Lucius.

"Oh, please daddy can't I go! You never let me go!" She said tugging on his sleeve.

"No..."

"But daddy!" Lucius bit his lip.

"How 'bout I make it up to you honey. Why doesn't your brother take you to that candy shop you like? Then will it be fine?" Adrienne grinned and turned to Draco.

"You're really gonna take me?" she asked excitedly.

Draco looked over at his father who nodded again.

"Yeah," he answered, glaring at Lucius.

"Yay!" she said and grabbed Draco's hand. "Come on let's go!" she started dragging him away from the house.

"But where is this place?" Draco asked.

"It in that small....muggle town just outside of here," Lucius said slowly.

"Come on!" Adrienne was still pulling him.

"I know how to walk," he said. She let go of him and they started heading down a small path that was surrounded with trees. It was about a ten-minute walk to the town and there wasn't really a point to go that far just for candy. At least, Draco couldn't see one. His sister had always loved candy but usually THEIR candy, not muggle candy. Draco had only tried it once and he didn't like talking about it. Soon enough though they were coming up over a hill and heading into the small muggle village.

Draco walked silently down towards the candy shop where Adrienne was leading him. It was a bright day and his golden hair shone in the sunlight. The town was bursting with muggle shoppers. Adrienne bounced joyfully at his side.

"Come on Draco I don't want it to close before we get there!" she said.

"Where is this place anyways?" He asked. Adrienne was the only reason he was willing to put up with so many muggles at once. Of course, she couldn't go by herself, so he had to take her. As much as Draco didn't want to admit it, but since the time he had tried it, he had loved muggle candy. But he barely ever got to have it. He especially liked their M&M's, whatever kind of name M&M was he didn't know.

"There it is!" Adrienne called out and pointed to a small shop with red lettering 'Candy Shoppe'

"Alright," he said as they headed into it.

"How much am I allowed to get?" she asked.

"As much as you want," he replied. That was half true. They didn't have a money limit.

Adrienne ran around the store grabbing whatever she could get and returned to Draco with a large basket full. He looked at all of it. She wouldn't be able to eat THAT much. And if she did, she probably wouldn't go to bed for at east a couple of days.

"You forgot one of these," Draco said throwing an M&M package into the heap. Adrienne looked up at him.

"But I don't like those," she said.

"Then I'll eat 'em," They hurried and paid for all the candy and left the shop. Many of the customers where staring at them oddly and when they exited the store Draco turned to his sister.

"Why do you put up with so many muggles?"

"Cuz I don't mind 'em," Draco winced when she said that. He was going to have to make sure that his father never found out about that, even if she was little. He'd go crazy.

"Ooh, can I go in there?" she asked as they passed a toyshop. Draco didn't really feel like going into another store.

"Sure, but I'm staying out here, I'm gonna walk around."

"Okay,"

Draco started to walk the streets of the small town. Not wandering away from the toyshop though. About four minutes after Adrienne had left, Draco heard a scream, which was followed by an awfully familiar voice shout...

"Crucio!"

Draco smiled and hurried toward it. It could only mean one thing and he wanted to be there when it happened. As he turned a corner he saw a little girl. She seemed about the same age as Adrienne and looked a lot like her to. Only she wasn't happy like Adrienne usually was. She was on the ground screaming and shaking in pain. There was a man looming over her in a black cloak. He was holding a wand...laughing. Draco stopped dead in his tracks.

Suddenly, he pictured his sister in that position and his mouth dropped in shock. The little girl was still screaming. Then, quit unexpectedly, something happened...that had never happened before. And Draco was so shocked that he didn't stop it, couldn't stop it. His eyes started to water as he watched what was going on. As the little girl lay there on the ground being tortured. Muggles were gathering around them, some were crying others were screaming at the man to stop. But all of them were keeping their distance. Not wanting to get hurt.

Then a woman came out from one of these stores and ran to the little girl. The man stopped and put his wand down, leaving the girl limp and crying on the dirt path. The woman looked like the girl's mother and was now hugging the little girl, rocking her back and forth. All the while Draco sat there, with his mouth slightly opened. There wasn't a trace of a smile on his lips, like there should have been, like there usually would have been. The woman looked up at the cloaked figure. Her lip quivered and her eyes held pure hatred.

"What are you?" she asked in a hurt and disgusted voice.

"Your worst enemy, muggle," The man answered in a low hiss that had a hint of revulsion in it. He turned to leave and spotted Draco.

"Ah, Mr. Malfoy. So nice to see you," he said. Draco's mouth dropped further. Voldemort. Something odd struck Draco in the stomach and a feeling unlike furry swept through him. He had never felt that way toward Voldemort before. Draco started shacking his head and he backed away.

"You'll be able to do that someday, Draco," he said. Draco didn't know what he was thinking but all he wanted to do was get away from Voldemort. From that, that...thing, that monster. He turned and ran to the toyshop to get Adrienne. She was waiting out front when he got there.

"Come on Adrienne we're leaving," he said. He grabbed her arm and started dragging her back to the wizard community.

"But why?" she asked, concerned.

"Just because, come on," he didn't know what was going on. He usually enjoyed it when Voldemort did stuff like that. Loved it even. But this time something was different. Something was wrong. He couldn't explain it and didn't want it to be true. It could be, could it? He had never felt... not that way toward muggles. Muggles. The people that were supposed to be below him. Who didn't have a right to anything. Not even to live. All Draco wanted to do was to get home...fast. He started running and Adrienne followed. Draco eyes started to water more and slowly a tear slid down his cheek. He wiped it away angrily and kept running. What was happening?


*A/N: Da Da Da Dum. Yeah, I know. That kinda sucked. I want you to review if you liked it or if you hated it. Then I'll know what to fix Please, Please, Please review. Can any one guess what going to happen? Well, in your review tell me what you think is. Well, cya in the next chapter (MAYBE)