I'm Malfoy, Draco Malfoy --

-Bruised Angel --

Summary -- He's willing to step on almost anyone to get to the top. He'll do just about anything to get what he wants. Hermione Granger doesn't care but she sure as hell will once he's through with her. DM&HG pairing. Rated PG13, R&R.

Disclaimer -- HP series and characters belong to JK Rowling.

About -- The reason for this fic? Simply is that there are no 'evil fannon Dracos' out there. I understand he's OOC and all that with the liking Hermione Granger deal (well, of course he won't admit that he does even to himself), other than that I'll try and keep it as Malfoy as possible.

Pairing -- Draco/Hermione, Ron/Hermione, Harry/Hermione.. poor Hermione..

Rating -- PG13 for profanity and minor sexual conversation or scenes.

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Prologue

"This one's on me, Malfoy." the dark haired Ravenclaw seated across the table reassured as he took a long sip from his non-alcoholic beverage.

Forcing his lips to suppress a smirk, the blonde replied, "If you say so."

Quickly scanning for watchful eyes around the restaurant, the pale teen withdrew a flask from his robe and poured a slight amount of it's contents into his drink. Again, Draco suppressed a grin as the boy across from him watched with curious eyes. Draco thrust the, what a appeared to be, whisky flask into the face of the curious pair of blue eyes and gave the contents and taunting shake.

"We ARE under aged are we not?" the teen asked him, raising a heavy dark eyebrow.

Draco flashed him an impatient look and he finally accepted, allowing the Slytherin to pour some of it's liquid into his own drink. Draco watched as the boy hesitated before taking a cautious sip from the cup.

"Oh, and uh, congrats on making Head Boy and all that." Draco congratulated rather dully after a few minutes passed in silence.

The boy's face formed itself to a look of utter disgust as he flashed a queer look from his spiked drink to Draco. "What's in this?"

Casually combing his fingers through his slicked hair, Draco glanced at his watch not for the first time that afternoon. "Terribly sorry, but I've got to run. See you at school." he lied before rising from his seat and heading to the door just moments before the sickly colored boy keeled over and spat up a small amount of blood.

Before Draco Malfoy left the restaurant that fine afternoon he heard the screams of near by people as the lifeless body of Hogwart's Ex Head Boy hit the floor with a thud. Once at home, it was safe to smirk.

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Apologize for the short and disappointing prologue. Review and tell me what you think. I'll post the next chapter ASAP!