Draco POV
Like clockwork, when I stepped through the front room, my mother came storming in, hands on her hips.
"Where have you been Draco?" she demanded. "Dinner was two hours ago and I was forced to eat alone. You know how I hate that."
"I went out..." I murmured.
"Have you eaten Draco?"
"I wasn't overly hungry, so no, I haven't." I sighed. I knew what was coming next.
"Linny!" my mother called one of the many house elves. "Bring Draco something to eat please."
"Something small," I called out, overriding my mother's order. Mother glared at me, but I ignored her. "I'll be in my bedroom." I said to both my mother and the house elf. With that, I turned around and walked away to my bedroom.
A couple hours later, I had been reading a book on muggle technology when my mother knocked at my door.
"Yes?" I called.
"Draco, dear. Are you feeling alright?" Mother asked in concern. "You haven't said anything, nor have you left this room since you came home." Mother noticed my book, but didn't comment. She knew my reaction to anything she said in regards to muggle borns, or muggles in general.
"I'm fine. I've been reading." I put a marker in my book and sat it down on the bedside table. Mother took that as an invitation, and walked farther into my room, sitting on the edge of my bed.
"I never asked...Where did you go today?"
"I went to muggle London." I commented dryly.
"Why on earth would you go there? Especially on your own?" Mother gasped.
"I am very capable of taking care of myself, Mother. I quite enjoy Muggle London. Plus, I was visiting a friend."
"Was this friend the one you were telling me about a couple weeks ago? The one you ran into at Diagon Alley?" I nodded. "Is she a mud-muggle born?/" I glared at her almost slip of the word mudblood.
"What if she is?" I challenged.
"Draco, just don't fall for her. Muggle born women can be very demanding, and manipulative in order to get a pureblood's wealth and title."
I stood up and towered over her. "This girl is not like that. She has been through more than you will ever know just for the sake of proving that a muggle born witch can be just as powerful as a pureblooded one. She has fought to rid this world of the discrimination between pureblooded, halfblodded, and muggle born witches and wizards. She has had a huge part in changing this world. The things this girl has suffered because of your patheticly biased views has changed her forever. Because of your views she can't ever have children like she wants. She can never feel normal again because she blames herself for what has happened to her, and I will not let you sit back and insult her. She is a brilliantly smart girl. And she is naturally kind hearted, not this fake charity stuff that you pull." and with that I left the room, apparating away. Right back to muggle London, where the girl I had spoke of lived, not knowing that she had been asleep.