Okay, this chapter is kind of like a transition chapter, hence its shortness. I'll be working on Ch. 4 shortly, but I just needed to get this out of the way. Starting now, it will all be in the characters' point of view, except not like it is in this chapter. From now on, they will be telling the story. Oh, and I know about my overuse of commas, especially in Draco's POV(point of view), but if he were actually speaking, he would be pausing where I have commas, because he's a bit hesitant when speaking about this topic. Okay…now don't forget to review!


Chapter 3 – My Thoughts

Draco's POV

I've had a lot…pain, and sorrow in my life. My father, he's, well now he's in Azkaban. And my mother, well, she's dead. My father got so mad when he was uncovered as a death eater that he cursed her. I'm pretty used to him doing that (although I hate it), but this time, he cursed her so badly she was in St. Mungo's for weeks. It didn't last long though. After a while, she died, giving even more reason for my father to be locked up. I always knew he was awful, but I didn't know it would lead to that. The loss of my mother was unbearable. I'd always loved her so much, and she'd always cared for me more than anything. My father, though, only cared for me as property. As his heir, his only heir. To keep the pureblood line. Hell, I'd rather marry the muggle Granger than do what Lucius Malfoy wants. You know, she's not that bad anymore. I don't know why I still torture her. Well, I can't change totally. I still need to keep up my reputation, I still hate Potty and Weasel, and I can't exist without an outlet for my anger. I'd die or something. Oh well, I'll cope. I think I'm gonna go bother Blaise.

Hermione's POV

I'm kind of undecided about this year. I was pretty sure it was going to be incredible with being Head Girl and all, but I'm not so sure anymore. Malfoy is awful. I'm not sure what to do about him. He does seem different this year, though. More, reserved…cautious, almost. I don't know. It's confusing. The other day, I saw him, just sitting, with blank expression on his face, on an armchair. He was just staring, at nothing in particular. I could see hurt in his eyes. Real hurt. And sadness. Sadness I have never seen before. I left, silently, before he noticed me. Anyway, in a couple of weeks, the visiting students are coming. One of them is a very close friend of mine. Her name is Jesabelle. Jesabelle Hopkins in full, but I like to call her Jez. We've owled each other a couple of times, and she said she'd love to help me with the balls. At least it will help me stay away from Ferret-boy Malfoy. Hmm…I guess I'd better finish my Charms essay, as it's getting late. Oh, look who just walked by, informing me that he's going to visit Zabini. I can tell he's mocking me, and he knows I don't care where he goes.


Short short short, but chappie 4 is coming!