Draco Malfoy stood at the edge of the lake looking back at his old Hogwarts house. Slytherin. The only hogwarts house that he actually considered worthy of a Malfoy. But now, he realized the truth. Slytherin, the only true hogwarts house, was nothing more than a shed for death eaters. It had taken him almost all of his hogwarts life to figure that out. The truth was, he never really wanted to be a death eater, he was just appeasing his abusive father. He hadn't yet told his father of his decision to leave Slytherin for fear of what he would do to him, but he knew he had to get out of there fast. But, he wasnt sure what to do. He had three days to decide which of the other three houses he would like to join. He knew which house he would like to join, but he wasn't so sure it was a wise idea as his health and safety was concerned. But then again, Malfoy's were not known for there smart decision making. All he knew was that he had to be near his girlfriend. Oh, His girlfriend, the only person to support his decision to leave Slytherin. The only person whom actually, genuinely cared about his well being. His true love... Hermione Granger.
Hermione sat in the common room of Griffindor, hoping to get some word from Professor McGonagall about her boyfriend, Draco malfoy. She had heard from him that he was changing houses, and she was thrilled, but she didn't know which house he was going to. She truly hoped it would be Griffindor. She knew it would be a hard adjustment for the others, but harry and Ron had already forgiven Draco when they heard of the beating he took if he showed caring to muggleborns or people his father deemed "below the malfoy standard". But it was the others, dean, semus, and nevill, that worried Hermione. She just hoped that they would understand the situation. Just then, pulling Hermione out of her thoughts, she heard someone from the other side of the fat lady mutter the password and she hoped for the best.
