Hi people! Sorry for not updating for a while... Oh well! i'm getting closer to romance!

Draco's View

I was sitting on my bed, thinking about what I had almost done in my 6th year when my mother barged in.

My mother had been reborn the day Lucious went to Azkaban. Lucious had been controlling her life for a long time, some times under the Imperious Curse. I hate my father. I loathe him. Sometimes I wish that he had been in place of Dumbledore. He's my father and all, but you would think that he would be more like a father.

"Draco, can you go to Diagon Alley to get me some Dragon Scales? I'm fresh out and I need some to make this potion. Be fast! The scales need to be put in at the right time!"

"Of course mother. I'll be leaving now."

I apparated to Diagon Alley, where I went to the correct shop-what was its name? Oh well. Suddenly I had to stop. There was that mudblood Granger, working in that store! I never knew a trip to Diagon alley could be so fun.

"Hello Granger. Working in these conditions suites you well. Though I don't think that I would want my goods to be touched by a mudblood. It might make them, ah, dirty " I sneered. This will be fun.

"Hello Ferret. Fancy running into a rodent where there's supposed to be wizards. Hmmm." She had me there.

"And FYI I'm here because- because-" she continued.

"Miss?" asked an impatient customer, not seeing that I was in an important conversation.

"Can't you see I'm in a important dis- Professor Snape?" I cried out.

"Mr. Malfoy, as much as I would want to stand here gaping- I can't for I have important things to do." He replied smoothly.

"Yes, well, I must get my dragon scales, my mother needs them for a potion. Can you give them to me?" I asked, more impatient for having Snape ruin my fun.

"Here you go, 17 sickles and a knut." She said calmly.

"Finally!" Her hand brushed mine, and its smoothness warmed me. Wait- I don't like mudbloods!

"Good day." She said, rather shaken up by the experience. Don't know why.

"Good day mudblood."

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