(A/N :) Thank you for the two reviews I got before I reposted the whole thing and the three I got after D
I am desperately trying to make the chapters longer and still have some tiny bit of quality in here. Hope I'm at least close to your standard.
Sorry I haven't updated in a century (almost). I have just been busy. I don't even have a proper excuse. Sorry. I promise I will try my best to improve.
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Anyway, here's chapter two of Draco Malfunction:
Draco Malfunction
Chapter 2: The Quest!
It was weird how Hogwarts made the weeks pass in what seemed like seconds. Before anyone had expected it December was once again here.
Draco had been working like a mad man to get the best results and now he had O's in everything from Potions to History of Magic. He had taken extra assignments in every class, too, but it still wasn't enough! The mudblood was still better than him. How that was possible, only the gods knew. It was probably because she had been the teacher pet for so long. And she was friends with the Golden Boy…
Draco wasn't pleased and made sure everyone in the castle knew this by going around taking points, also, like a mad man. The teachers even considered taking back his Head Boy sign once when he had taken points from a Hufflepuff boy just for being in Hufflepuff.
For the second time.
That day.
His obsession with getting the best scores and pleasing his father had reached a whole new height. He was now spending every living second either in classes, sleeping, eating or in the library. He also had Quidditch practice to attend four times a week. He had been made captain (no doubt thanks to a few well chosen words from his father and a bit of money on the side).
Draco sighted heavily as he walked down to his common room, alone again. His so-called 'friends' seemed to have abandon him sometime ago. Draco hardly notice except when it came to times like these. He wished he had had somebody to talk to.
Pansy and Blaise were dating. He hadn't noticed much about his 'friends', but he wasn't stupid. The way they touched when passing or walking together in hallways. Even an idiot would notice. Though, he wasn't sure Ron had noticed yet…
When he reached his rooms (he was Head Boy now, so he had his own rooms) he threw his backpack on the couch and headed for the showers. He let the water warm up before undressing and stepping in. The water automatically adjusted to be his perfect temperature. A neat little magic trick Draco had installed when he got the room.
As he went to bed that night his mind was again stuck up at the never ending topic of his own loneliness. He needed somebody. That much was obvious.
He had thought that Pansy would always be there as a reserve in case he couldn't find somebody he really loved, but now even she had found herself a lover.
Draco sighted. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately. Hugging the covers around his naked form, feeling the soft silk material brush against his body, Draco drifted of to sleep.
The next week Draco continued being perfect, but secretly he was watching. Judging everybody in the school and searching for that perfect person to be his.
On Friday he finally thought he had found a likely candidate.
Rowna Stellar, a Ravenclaw prefect in 6th grade.
The girl had long yellow hair and brown eyes that always glittered. She walked with a kind of attitude, but Draco had noticed that even though she liked being the best in classes and being popular, she didn't crave it like Pansy did. She was perfect, but not snobbish, and therefore perfect for Draco. He had already decided to make his first move on Monday.
The classes had ended for the day. Draco was walking towards the Great Hall when he saw her. Rowna was standing right outside the entrance hall with at least four books in her arms. The wind from the outside brushed her hair to the side and she had a pink glow to her cheek.
She was talking to a Ravenclaw boy. The boy had light brown hair and shining white teeth which he showed every time he spoke. Draco was strongly reminded of that fool, Gylderoy Lockhart. He knew he didn't like this boy.
Then the perfect opportunity to make his move showed itself.
Rowna dropped one of the books she was holding. Quickly, before the boy could do anything more than stare, Draco had grabbed the book. He gave the brown haired boy a smirk before turning his back to him and smiling heartily at Rowna.
"Here dear. You seemed to lose this." Draco held up the book then he looked at the books she was still holding and said "Isn't that a bit much for a delicate creator, such as you, to hold? Here, let me take them. We wouldn't want you ruining your beautiful back now, would we?" He smiled again before taking the books from her. The girl blushed and gave a sort muffled 'okay'.
Draco led the way into the Great Hall. They walked together to the Ravenclaw table, Rowna still blushing and refusing to meet Draco's eyes. The poor brown-haired boy was left standing in the cold entrance hall.
When they reach the table Draco put down the books, gave Rowna a wink and walked away to his table. He thought he should be happy now. The girl was obviously attracted to him (of course she was. He was a Malfoy, how couldn't she?). He just didn't feel as excided as he thought he would be. He still had that empty feeling inside, like it was something more missing. He couldn't figure it out, he just couldn't. Or wouldn't.
The next day was the same. He was still flirting with Rowna and still feeling like somewhat close to hell. He was so frustrated. He needed to know what would change or get rid of this feeling deep inside him. He knew he sounded like some sappy little girl, but that was the way he felt and for once in his life Draco Malfoy would listen to his feelings and act by them.
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