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Chapter 6: Change of Heart

So what if he had been nice to her on the train, told her all his secrets, and put trust in the one girl he had expected to turn him away. She was making deals like she was the boss, like she knew everything. Oh no, not for Draco Lucius Malfoy.

Walking briskly down the cold stone stair way, he made good time to the dungeons, allowing himself just the right amount of time to think about his long, trying day.

" That damned Weasley, it was none of her bloody business, I shouldn't have told her anything, how could I have been so escapably stupid? Furthermore, I don't know how I let it slip, I am Draco Malfoy, I DON'T let things slip, but I do admit she did look good today, yeah. I bet that had something to do with it."

He only told himself the last part half-heartedly, for he knew it had nothing to do with looks. It was the yearning for a friend, someone to share secrets with, and now that he had let that stupid girl get ahold of his thoughts, it was like she was controlling him. No one controlled a Malfoy.

" I am higher up on the food chain then her, I make the decisions, and I decide that I don't want this, I don't want her to know that I was weak and helpless for once. I will come back, I will not yield to this feeling, Malfoy's have no feelings, if my father had taught me anything it was how to escape emotions, I will not come this far to fail."

With a new determination, Draco strode into his common room and plopped down on the couch only to be bombarded by the annoying, pug-faced Slytherin, Pansy Parkinson.

" Oh Drakey!, oh how I've missed you this summer, why didn't you come and visit me? I was terribly worried that something had happened to you." She said this all with one quick breathe, a habit that Draco found most annoying. With another deep breath, she started again, "And why didn't you owl me? Was it because of your father, probably so because my mum and dad told me that your daddy was killed on duty for the Dark Lord. Oh wow! You must feel bad. Well, I'm) sorry, but I'm off to bed, I love you Drakey!"

He muttered a "g'night," that sounded horribly like " sod off," but she was satisfied, and left the common room with a bounce. He was finally alone in the common room, dark and dreary as it was, but he couldn't help but wonder aloud,

" I wonder how many people know about my father's death?"

" Enough," said a cold voice from someplace in the room, "Just enough, my boy."

Draco looked around the room in sheer surprize, the voice was familiar, too familiar, the same cold sneer very much like his own.

" Who the hell is there,? Show yourself."

" Is that any way to speak to your father, young Draco."

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