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PART 1
The Death of Hermione Granger… Sworn testimony of Draco Malfoy
I admit it. I stole her life. I snatched it right out of her sinful body.
But before all you reading this confession cast your judgement upon me, at least continue reading to hear how this predicament came about.
Any person who knew both Hermione and I, also knew we hated each other with a passion. Such a strong passion that it would eat away at me day and night.
I would ask myself such things as;
'How did a Mudblood get top grades?'
'How did a Mudblood get to know everything about anything?'
'How did a Mudblood become the best-friend of the famous Harry Potter?'
'A member of the Order of the Phoenix?'
'Date a famous Quiddich player?'
'Become a Prefect?'
'Become Head Girl?'
'Manage to get let off of all and any punishment, time and time again?'
She drove me insane! Every time I saw her in the halls she had her nose high in the air… and she thought I was bad.
She and her friends tried to accuse me of everything that went wrong in their lives, or the school. It's not like I had my own life to get on with, I lived to make their lives hell… right?
And before I go any further, the answer is yes. Yes I was jealous of the 'Golden Trio', the 'Dream Team'. I mean, the one person I actually trusted in the whole school ended up working for them.
Stupid Snape!
And they had it good. They had almost every teacher wrapped around their little finger, even the Headmaster, and they got to do stuff that was against the rules. I mean Potter got to compete in the Triwizard tournament. He had an invisibility cape, the Maruders map, special lessons, got to sneak off of grounds and not get in trouble, use Polyjuice potion to get into other house's common rooms. He got to go into the third floor corridor, blow up his aunt, use the secret passages, fly on the Hippogriff, go into the chamber of secrets, I mean… isn't that enough to be jealous?
You know, they never even asked if I worked for Voldemort, the just assumed I did. They assumed that I would follow in my Father's footsteps and dedicate my life to serving some dead guy. Well I'm here to tell you that I never served that idiot. Yes, my Father and Mother did, hell all my relatives did, but I did not. No one even asked.
And yes, I was angry when my Father was locked up in Azkaban but wouldn't you be? He was my Father for Merlin sakes, and although he wasn't the nicest Father in the world, he was the only one I had.
Now that we have that straight, that I was no Death Eater. I can tell you that I never worked for the 'Light' side either. They never asked me to and if I had of offered my services to them, they wouldn't have trusted me. I know this and you know this. After all, I am a Malfoy.
My father wanted me to join with him and other's like him, he even tried to beat me into submission but as a Malfoy, no one could force me to do something I did not wish to do.
But enough about the betrayals against me… I'm here to tell you about the death of Hermione Granger.
A/N: Yes I know he doesn't know about some of the stuff but he's a Slytherin isn't he? He has His ways of finding out stuff. For an example, invisibility cape 3rd Year in Hogsmede. Polyjuice Hermione was in the Hospital for an awful long time. Just use your imagination and think… this is a Malfoy.
Love ya all.
Oh and the title is so boring because this is the sworn testimony of Draco Malfoy on how and why he killed Hermione Granger. It's going to be used as a legal document for his trial.
