Title: Malfoys

Author: Silver Thistle

Rating: PG

Summary: Draco Malfoy has failed his family in every way but one.

Disclaimer: All characters and settings belong to J.K. Rowling.

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I watch the Gryffindor table. 'Brave' Harry Potter, Dumbledore's favorite, The Boy Who Lived, Best Seeker of the century, known by every wizard in the world, tons of fans, money, in the Daily Prophet every week. And friends. A Weasley and a Mudblood, but still friends. Unlike stupid Crabbe and Goyle, who don't know the difference between pureblood and mud. Potter has everything. And all I have is money.

iMalfoys don't want./i

I don't think he's so brave. He's scared of dementors. iBut who isn't?/i He was scared in the forest in our first year. iBut he wasn't scared until he saw the phantom. And he didn't scream and run off. He/i stayed there. I ran off, but self-preservation is the most important thing to a Slytherin. I was scared and that ithing/i would have killed us.

iMalfoys don't get scared./i

Potter always gets special treatment. First year Seeker with his own broomstick. Not expelled after breaking countless rules. Hell, most of the time he's irewarded/i for breaking rules. A Slytherin that had mixed a polyjuice potion would have been expelled. A Slytherin that had stolen a flying car and flown it to Hogwarts would have been expelled. But Potter and his friends aren't. 'Oh, well, the Polyjuice Potion was a step in the direction of finding the Heir.' Well, who bloody icares/i! It's still against the rules and Potter and his friends ended up getting an award and points for it.

iMalfoys don't envy./i

He always beats me in Quidditch. And because of him, we lose the House Cup every year. At least he doesn't study very much. He wouldn't be doing half as well in his classes if that iMudblood/i wasn't there to help him. A Mudblood shouldn't be at the top of our class. I should be. My father was the top of his class. My grandfather was the top of his. I should be too. Instead, I'm a disappointment to the family. I try as hard as I can, but that Mudblood always gets the highest grade in every class, while I'm always second best.

iMalfoys don't get beaten./i

I stand up and go to my dormitory. There is an unopened letter on my nightstand. I don't bother to open it. It's from my father. His letters are all the same. Filled with disappointment and reprimands. I haven't beaten Potter at Quidditch, I haven't beaten Granger in any class, not even Potions. I'm a disgrace to the Malfoy name. If I don't do something soon, I may find myself disowned. Except he wouldn't. That would also dishonor the family, to have to disown a son. And I am the only heir.

iMalfoys don't disappoint./i

I go to the bathroom and take a bath. When I come back, Pansy is in my bed. She is only wearing a very light robe. I am dominant, of course, and afterwards she thanks me for the priviledge of being my mistress as she leaves my room. Only then do my roommates start to come in and go to sleep. The lights flicker out as I lay on my side and smile. If I have failed in everything, at least I have done one thing right.

iMalfoys don't serve./i

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