Draco sat stunned at the horrible news that had been presented to
him, not only had he have to stand another year at the Hogwarts school of
witchcraft and wizardry but he had to deal with Potter and the filthy
mudbloods he was friends with. This must have been a dream Draco thought
nothing so horrible could happen to him. Still trying to absorb the
information his parents had said nothing and he had finally asked to be
excused from the dinner table.
"Of course you may be excused honey just don't break anything and don't slam any doors..." she shouted after him but yet in a motherly way. Draco strutted into his room cursing under his breath. He looked into his Trem and listened to it. The freak that ran it was named Cratola it was a really weird name. "Ok here is what is happening at Hogwarts this year. They are switching those kids up and not caring no really they are putting some bad kids from one house into another house. Weird huh well guess what that is not the end of it they will have to deal with it and do good in that house or next year they stay there, Well that's all for today you crazy people." So it was true he really was going to have to deal with those unpleasant Gryffindors. Well if he was going to go through with the plan he was going to need something that was going to keep him alive through out the year. He would just have to out smart the Gryffindors and make them believe he has changed so he can be accepted. All he could do was try. Maybe even a bit of crying could persuade them. "Potter and the mudblood are always meeting at the shops right before school, what idiots what if they ran out of stock. Wait if they always meet there I can intercept their shopping and act all nice and stuff. It will be gross but it is that or stay with them." Draco had thought out the plan with precise directions. He began the process by going to the shops in Diagon Alley instead of Knockturn Alley, which he had already missed. In Diagon Alley he had to shop for Gryffindor robes and less expensive items so it would look like he is not a stuck up as he really is. He bought already used wizards chess set as a present for Weasley because he wanted him to think he was being kind. For potter he got a marble game that if you lost you got a zit and for Granger the worst of the all he got perfume that smelt like a skunk but he was told but the person at the register that it was the best kind of perfume there was. He wrapped each present in a different color and put them in a bag. He would give them to the 3 unworthy Gryffindors on the Hogwarts express. That was how he would gain their trust. He had changed the plan because it would seem more real. He would then ask to sit and the rest would be cake. Nothing had ever seemed so easy and so right. That night he tried on the robes and changed his hairstyle to just down and not all special. Therefore it would not look like he only cared about his looks but for his fellow peers also. Even though that is not how he really felt about anything. He knew he was cute and that his looks were everything to him at that moment in his life. He looked in the mirror for the last time at home and said
"I will succeed and maybe more. It is now or never to go on with this plan so I have to get in a taxi with my luggage so I can gain their stupidity trust." He had reached the door when he heard a noise in his closet again. He opened it up to think it was the cat but the box that had been put in there had fallen. He decided to bring it with him not sure of its contents. Pushing the box into his carrier he pulled it until he reached the door, which he opened slowly and watched his room for the last time before he became a filthy little Gryffindor. Finally the door shut.
"Of course you may be excused honey just don't break anything and don't slam any doors..." she shouted after him but yet in a motherly way. Draco strutted into his room cursing under his breath. He looked into his Trem and listened to it. The freak that ran it was named Cratola it was a really weird name. "Ok here is what is happening at Hogwarts this year. They are switching those kids up and not caring no really they are putting some bad kids from one house into another house. Weird huh well guess what that is not the end of it they will have to deal with it and do good in that house or next year they stay there, Well that's all for today you crazy people." So it was true he really was going to have to deal with those unpleasant Gryffindors. Well if he was going to go through with the plan he was going to need something that was going to keep him alive through out the year. He would just have to out smart the Gryffindors and make them believe he has changed so he can be accepted. All he could do was try. Maybe even a bit of crying could persuade them. "Potter and the mudblood are always meeting at the shops right before school, what idiots what if they ran out of stock. Wait if they always meet there I can intercept their shopping and act all nice and stuff. It will be gross but it is that or stay with them." Draco had thought out the plan with precise directions. He began the process by going to the shops in Diagon Alley instead of Knockturn Alley, which he had already missed. In Diagon Alley he had to shop for Gryffindor robes and less expensive items so it would look like he is not a stuck up as he really is. He bought already used wizards chess set as a present for Weasley because he wanted him to think he was being kind. For potter he got a marble game that if you lost you got a zit and for Granger the worst of the all he got perfume that smelt like a skunk but he was told but the person at the register that it was the best kind of perfume there was. He wrapped each present in a different color and put them in a bag. He would give them to the 3 unworthy Gryffindors on the Hogwarts express. That was how he would gain their trust. He had changed the plan because it would seem more real. He would then ask to sit and the rest would be cake. Nothing had ever seemed so easy and so right. That night he tried on the robes and changed his hairstyle to just down and not all special. Therefore it would not look like he only cared about his looks but for his fellow peers also. Even though that is not how he really felt about anything. He knew he was cute and that his looks were everything to him at that moment in his life. He looked in the mirror for the last time at home and said
"I will succeed and maybe more. It is now or never to go on with this plan so I have to get in a taxi with my luggage so I can gain their stupidity trust." He had reached the door when he heard a noise in his closet again. He opened it up to think it was the cat but the box that had been put in there had fallen. He decided to bring it with him not sure of its contents. Pushing the box into his carrier he pulled it until he reached the door, which he opened slowly and watched his room for the last time before he became a filthy little Gryffindor. Finally the door shut.