If I Never Knew You
Draco dumped the last of his things into his new trunk and went downstairs for breakfast. He had been packing since dawn, and it was pretty exhausting. They gave a lot of books and new objects to this year's seventh year students, so it wasn't that much surprising. He walked into the kitchen to find his mother already sitting at the table. "Oh good morning Draco dear. Ready for your first day back in school?" she asked when she saw me sit down. "Oh please mother," Draco said, scowling at the very thought, "I miss nothing about the place. Father built my own Slytherin common room so I never miss the one at Hogwarts. We have our own Quidditch pitch at the back of our manor so I never miss Quidditch. And I especially don't want to go to classes with a bunch of Mudbloods and Potter the famous." At this, Draco's father entered the room. He was clutching a Daily Prophet in his hands. "Good morning Lucius" Narcissa said. Lucius just grunted. To Draco, this was perfectly normal for him, so he started eating his breakfast quietly.
=====Draco=====
I walked through the corridor of the Hogwarts Express, searching for Crabbe and Goyle. I hated it when both was them were late, like they always are. I opened a compartment door yet again, and at last found Crabbe and Goyle. They were stupidly eating what were unmistakably Pumpkin Pasty leftovers. "Crabbe! Goyle! There you are! What are you doing in here? You were supposed to wait for me outside!" I yelled at them. They both grunted and pointed at a bag on the floor crammed full of sweets. "Oh that's it isn't it? Decided to have a pig out? Move over Goyle you overgrown.hippogriff." I panted, as I tried to push Goyle of his seat. "Goyle, this isn't fun-AH!" I stumbled and fell face down on the floor. Crabbe and Goyle sniggered. "That wasn't the least bit funny Gregory!" I shouted. Goyle stopped sniggering. Both of them didn't like it when other people said their first names, except teachers and their parents. "What's all the shouting about?" A girl asked. I turned my head since I was still flat on the floor, and saw Hermione Granger standing outside. She looked extremely attractive, even for a Mudblood. "A couple of first years in the other compartment got nervous of all the noise and called me." I stood up and noticed a Prefect badge pinned to her chest. "Well, whatever we are doing Little Miss Prefect Granger, that is none of your filthy little Mudblood business." She glared at me. "Oh I see. It's just a relief seeing Draco Malfoy getting beat up by his sidekicks." Then she turned and left. "I wasn't getting beat up if you'll care to know!!" I yelled through the door. "That stupid, little, perfect prefect, sneaky, know-it- all Mudblood. Always sticking her nose where it doesn't belong. Don't you both agree?" Crabbe and Goyle grunted. It was quite normal, but there still was something strange about them today.
Draco dumped the last of his things into his new trunk and went downstairs for breakfast. He had been packing since dawn, and it was pretty exhausting. They gave a lot of books and new objects to this year's seventh year students, so it wasn't that much surprising. He walked into the kitchen to find his mother already sitting at the table. "Oh good morning Draco dear. Ready for your first day back in school?" she asked when she saw me sit down. "Oh please mother," Draco said, scowling at the very thought, "I miss nothing about the place. Father built my own Slytherin common room so I never miss the one at Hogwarts. We have our own Quidditch pitch at the back of our manor so I never miss Quidditch. And I especially don't want to go to classes with a bunch of Mudbloods and Potter the famous." At this, Draco's father entered the room. He was clutching a Daily Prophet in his hands. "Good morning Lucius" Narcissa said. Lucius just grunted. To Draco, this was perfectly normal for him, so he started eating his breakfast quietly.
=====Draco=====
I walked through the corridor of the Hogwarts Express, searching for Crabbe and Goyle. I hated it when both was them were late, like they always are. I opened a compartment door yet again, and at last found Crabbe and Goyle. They were stupidly eating what were unmistakably Pumpkin Pasty leftovers. "Crabbe! Goyle! There you are! What are you doing in here? You were supposed to wait for me outside!" I yelled at them. They both grunted and pointed at a bag on the floor crammed full of sweets. "Oh that's it isn't it? Decided to have a pig out? Move over Goyle you overgrown.hippogriff." I panted, as I tried to push Goyle of his seat. "Goyle, this isn't fun-AH!" I stumbled and fell face down on the floor. Crabbe and Goyle sniggered. "That wasn't the least bit funny Gregory!" I shouted. Goyle stopped sniggering. Both of them didn't like it when other people said their first names, except teachers and their parents. "What's all the shouting about?" A girl asked. I turned my head since I was still flat on the floor, and saw Hermione Granger standing outside. She looked extremely attractive, even for a Mudblood. "A couple of first years in the other compartment got nervous of all the noise and called me." I stood up and noticed a Prefect badge pinned to her chest. "Well, whatever we are doing Little Miss Prefect Granger, that is none of your filthy little Mudblood business." She glared at me. "Oh I see. It's just a relief seeing Draco Malfoy getting beat up by his sidekicks." Then she turned and left. "I wasn't getting beat up if you'll care to know!!" I yelled through the door. "That stupid, little, perfect prefect, sneaky, know-it- all Mudblood. Always sticking her nose where it doesn't belong. Don't you both agree?" Crabbe and Goyle grunted. It was quite normal, but there still was something strange about them today.