This chapter picks up were chapter one left off, but from dracos poitn of view (well duh they normally do that)

I tHiNk I lOvE yOu -Chapter 2 - Draco

Summary for this chapter:

Draco's ride on the hogwarts express to his last year at hogwarts . . . its kinda short

" How could she bring that subject up? Couldn't she tell how much it hurts me?" Draco thought angrily. People always told him that he was so much like his father when he was younger. Growing up he wanted to be just like him. That was up till his father was sent to Azkaban. After that happened Draco couldn't fall asleep. Every time he did, he would see himself getting locked away.

After his 6th year, when everyone would stare at him, expecting him to turn into his father. He hated it, so for his last year he decided to try to change. Weasley was making it impossible, though. Draco turned around and looked behind him. Crabbe and Goyle were the only people that stuck with him the whole time last year.

"Hey guys, go get some food," he said. Crabbe and Goyle smiled and lumbered off the find the food cart. "Idiots, they'll do anything for food," Draco said aloud as he opened the door to an empty compartment. He sat down and thought back to years ago.

"Remember son, do not talk to any of those Weasleys. Don't touch any unless you're pushing them out of the way." Lucius Malfoy gripped his son's shoulder. "You know your place. Good luck."

Draco grinned at his father. "I'll make you proud," he promised, and walked toward the Hogwarts Express. The train that would take him to Hogwarts for his first of seven years there.

Draco shuddered as his father's voice rang through his head, he hated his father so very much now, why couldn't he see before how horrible his father was, he never cared about Draco, all he cared about was that Draco would someday take his place in the Wizarding world. Draco laid his head back on the seat and closed his eyes memories of his father ran through his head as he slept.

"Malfoy, you in there?" someone yelled through the door.

"Mentally? No, physically? Maybe," he replied, his head spinning with confusion. Who was talking to him?

"Stop being smart and open the damn door, we're at Hogwarts."

"GINNY! WHO ARE YOU TALKING TO?"

Draco smirked, got up and opened the door.

"Oh nothing to worry about, Weasel, your sister was just whispering sweet nothings to me through the compartment door." Draco smirked, as he pushed past the irritated looking siblings, and walked off the train. 'So much for being nice.' he thought to himself as he headed off the train.

There we go, chapter 2 all done, thanks to Daftlilme and Americasweetie for reviewing, and to my incredibly hot and sexy (best) friend and beta reader Kav. (StArLiTeStArBrItE1) she's a good author, and you should read some of her stories!