Draco Malfoy threw his stuff down in the corner of his room. He would put his stuff away later. He sat in the corner worrying about how this year would come about. Sure enough Granger would find out about his secrets. They share a common room for crying out loud! He had to try and stall this from happening. He had to make sure Hermione Jane Granger wouldn't find out what he possessed.

Draco lay down on his four poster bed, that had green satin sheets which felt soft against his bare back. The window was wide open next to him to the cool air could send shivers down his spine. He always liked that feeling. It was a feeling which calmed him down after he was sent to the brink of insanity because of his loving father.

'Loving,' Draco thought to himself, snorting at such an adjective. His father was no where near loving. So many memories are able to prove such a statement.

"Daddy, look at what I found!" Six year old Draco Malfoy exclaimed. He seemed to be proud as her held up a muggle artifact. It was thin and long, with soft bristles at the end of it.

"You stupid fool, put that mudblood object down before I make you!" Lucius Malfoy, a man with long blonde hair and eyes of a serpenthad scowled. Draco frowned.

"But, Daddy! It's harmless! See!" Draco brushed the soft bristles across his teeth. He was, infact, holding a toothbrush.

"So you would rather disobey your own father, eh?" Lucius roared. He slapped the back of the small, blonde boy's head and watched as a small cut opened up. Blood flowed fast and rapidly, along with the tears of the small, helpless indivisual. He let go of the toothbrush and looked up at his father.

"I'm sorry, father." The words flowed out of his mouth in a soft tone, as he sat there in his own puddle of blood.

Draco had wiped a few tears from his face. That was nearly considered a happy moment compared to the others. Draco hated his father, but was weak about it. He could never disrespect him, otherwise he would be punished.

Draco hated the fact his father had now escaped from Azkaban. This made everything ten times worse. He was so lucky Hogwarts accepted him back. Now, he would have to deal with his father.

Draco turned to lay flat on his stomach and let the breeze flow down his backside. His hair fell sloppily over his face, since he hadn't gelled his hair back that day. As he then sat up, he heard a crash that sounded as if it happened downstairs. He ran, not bothering to put a shirt on. When he reached downstairs, he saw nothing but a shiny bit of gold on the floor. He picked it up to reveal that it was a locket. On the back was engraved "As the sun sets, a new destiny is revealed…" What did this mean? Draco tried to pry the locket open, but it was shut tight.

He slipped it into his pocket and headed back upstairs, until he walked past an open doorway, which revealed Granger asleep on her four poster bed. She had on a tight tank top which showed off her curves, along with baggy pajama pants. Draco noticed the lights were on so he went in and shut it off. He just stared at her peaceful body, as she lay there silent.

"If only she were this quiet in real life." He scowled with a smirk and shut her door. Don't get him wrong, he still hated the defenseless mudblood's guts, but she was angelic looking when asleep. He knew that when she awoke tomorrow, he won't give a crap what she's like when she's sleeping. All he will care about is proving her to be the idiot she is inside.

Draco slowly walked up the stairs and walked into his room. After one more minute of feeling the relaxing breeze, he shut the window and closed his door. He flicked the light switch off and layed down, before drifting off into a peaceful slumber.

I know this chapter is short, but it reveals some hidden facts about Malfoy. Oh, and what exactly does the locket have to do with anything? HM…. I wish I could answer my reviewers, but I'm not allowed. Aw poo…. OH and I am VERY sorry for not updating, but I've been EXTREMELY busy, and if it weren't for Via, I don't think I would have updated tonight.

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