The Heir Of Voldemort...and ME!
Candace's P.O.V
"Oh, Mother! I just can't wait until tomorrow!" I shouted. My mom and I were double-checking that everything was packed for the big day, my first day of Hogwarts. I was examining the wand we had bought. I wanted to give it a swish and say something in jibberish and see what happened, but I didn't. "I'm so glad you are excited, dear, and your friend Draco will be going too, so you will have a friend there as well." I grinned. "Perhaps I'll even make a few!" I said. "That would be great!" Mother said. We finished double-checking that everything was packed away.
The next day, as we were standing in front of the train, I met up with Draco. "Hi!" I called, waving. I hadn't seen him all summer because his family went on vacation. He gave me a strange look when he saw me, waved back slowly, and climbed on board the train. I was going to, but mother grabbed me into a hug. "I'm so proud of you, write me first thing when you get there!" Mother said, kissing my forehead. "Mo-ther! You're embarrassing me!" I said through clentched teeth. After I saw Draco's parents I waved happily to them, and they waved back. I climbed on board too and the train was on it's way. I found the area that Draco and his friends were sitting in.
"Hi Crabbe, hi Goyal!" I called, walking inside. Draco made that strange face again, and so did Crabbe and Goyal. "Hi," Crabbe said retardedly, his mouth hanging open. I felt myself blush. What were they staring at me like that for? I looked down. I wasn't dressed weird or anything...
I sat down by Draco, who stared at me for a second, and then looked out the window quietly with his trademark smirk on his face. I looked at him nervously. After an awkward trip up to Hogwarts, we had to stand in line nervously as we waited to be sorted. I was one of the first people called. I walked up happily, nearly all the 1st year boys staring at me strangely like Draco, Crabbe and Goyal had. 'I don't like this...' I thought. It seemed like they were all staring at me! And they were. But not the good way, that strange way...why was this only coming from the boys...and the 1st year boys at that? I sat down nervously, and the professor put the sorting hat on my head.
It was a loud, wise, old voice that boomed in my ears. "Hhhm,...shy like Hufflepuff, brave like Gryffonder, and oh such a family history of Slytherin, why girl, you are good for all three! Oh, a tough one...tough one...tough one... I saw, SLYTHERIN!" Everyone at the Slytherin table began clapping happily as I jumped off of the seat, my heart finally beating at a normal state again. I sat down where I thought there would be enough room for Draco and his friends, but when they were sorted, into Slytherin I might add, they didn't sit by me...Draco stared at me from across and down the table,...but he didn't sit by me?
An uneasy feeling began boiling in my stomach again. 'Is he mad at me? Is there something wrong with the way I look? Did I do something to upset every 1st year boy!' I was so nervous I didn't eat, even though a nice 7 year suggested that I should and asked me why I was so scared looking.
After we got to the common room I saw Draco and his friends come in too. I was awfully scared to even look at him now...why did he seem...to think strangely of me? After we were the only ones up, I had stayed up late listening to everyone yabbering in the common room when it finall died down and from the girl's domatory I only heard 3 male voices, I got up. "Draco?" I asked, walking to him.
He got that weird look on his face again, and sat up like a bolt, the smile wiping off his face. "Draco can I ask you a question?" I asked, sitting across from him and his friends. "No, no don't." Draco said. "What?" "I said DON'T! Are you blind!" Draco repeated. "Draco? What the-" "We can't be friends anymore, okay!" Draco spat. "Why? Did I do something to make you mad?" I asked, feeling tears coming to my eyes. "No." "Did I do something rude to upset your parents?" "No." "Then what is it!" "Well,...you're a girl, and I'm a boy." Sadness replaced itself with rage. I stood up, tears of what used to be sadness but now anger streaming down my face. "Draco Malfoy," I sobbed. "What is that supposed to mean!" Draco looked at the snake image on my pajama top. "Eer, you are a girl? And it's weird that a boy has a friend that's a girl?" He tried. "Malfoy! That's the stupidest thing I heard! Did you see Potter with that Hermione girl?" I sobbed. "Well Potter IS weird so I don't see your bloody point!" Draco snapped. "I can't believe you! We've been friends since we were-" "I DON'T CARE HOW LONG WE'VE BEEN FRIENDS! GET OUT OF MY SIGHT, YOU MISERABLE, RIDICULOUS, WIMPY, STUPID GIRL!" Crabbe and Goyal looked surprised. Draco looked like he regretted saying that after the words came out. I spit at Draco, tears streaming down my face harder than I've ever cried before. "I hate you, Draco Malfoy! I hate you with all my might!"I ran into the girl's dormatory.
About a week later, I received an angry letter from my mom.
Draco's Father tells me that Draco says you started a fight with the boy,
I don't know or care what this is all about, but you had better apologize to the
child, or else you will be in a great deal of trouble.
Mother
I wrote back to my mom,
I apologized. Draco and I are friends again. Thanks for snapping me out of it.
Candace.
I never spoke to Draco again. I tried to not even look at him if I could help it. If I was in the common room and he entered, I would walk out into the girl's dormatory. If we were eating lunch and he just so happened to sit by me, say if that were the only place to sit at, I would get up and leave the great hall. I promised myself I would never forgive or talk to Draco Malfoy again.
