A/N: Thank you Nenriel, ash44, theophania, and Ana for reviewing. Sorry it took me so long to update. I had this chapter written for a while but just typed it today. This chapter is like all Draco, his point of view. Some flashbacks. Enjoy, please review.
Chap 3
Draco Malfoy woke up to the sound of his alarm clock ringing. He slammed his hand down on the sleep button and it became silent again. This went on for another hour until he woke up for the 10th time and saw that he had 5 minutes to get to class. "Shit!" He had Potions and Snape would be really mad if his favorite student was late. He took a quick2 minutes shower, slipped on his robes and sprinted off to the dungeons. Luckily, Potions was close to the Common Room, so it wasn't that far. He could still make it there on time. Only he ran smack into someone.
"Sorry," he muttered and bent down to help the person pick up all their books, and placed them in their hands.
"Thanks," said a girl's voice quietly. He looked up. The girl looked familiar. She was deathly pale, had bright red lips, and bright green eyes. There were small bags under her eyes and the skin there was a light shade of gray purple from lack of sleep. He stared at the girl for a little and then the light bulb went on. This wasGinevra Weasley, Ron Weasley's sister. He almost hadn't recognized her, she looked like a completely different person. Last year she had been so beautiful and full of life and had healthy color in her skin and face.
Realizing that he'd just been staring at her, he frowned and said coldly, "Watch where you're going Weasel!" Then he pushed past her and walked quickly towards the classroom.
He sauntered in and sat down in the empty seat next to Crabbe. Snape looked up and frowned at him but didn't say anything. "If that were me I would have lost points and gotten a detention," he heard Potter mutter. He turned and smirked at him before proceeding to put his head down and get some sleep. He had one hell of a hangover and felt ready to pass out from the pain of his headache.
When he woke up at the end of class he felt a little better but not by much. He went up to the Slytherin Common Room and lay down on the leather couch. "I need to stop getting drunk on school nights" he thought.And with that he fell asleep.
Ginny watched Draco walking away from her towards the dungeon. Why was he so mean? Why was everyone so mean? She felt her eyes getting watery. And why am I always crying and so damn emotional? She burst into tears and ran into the nearest bathroom.
Draco woke up to the sound of an owl tapping on the window. "Fuckin owl," he muttered and stumbled over to the window to let it in. He took the letter out of its beak and saw his name written in green ink in his father's handwriting. "Dammit." He ripped it open and read the letter:
Draco-
I have heard that you haven't been attending all your classes and that your grades have been dropping. I am very disappointed in you son, I expect better of you, you know that. The day that you are to receive your dark mark is drawing nearer. Don't defy me or disappoint me son. Your mother and I are counting on you to carry on the family name.
Your Father, Lucius Malfoy
Draco finished the letter and frowned. "Finite Enflamore!" The letter went up into flames. He watched it burn and went into his dorm and lit a joint. He lay down in his bed and took a puff, "Mmm, now I feel better," he murmured. He would worry about his father later, now he just wanted to relax.
And that was how Crabbe and Goyle found him, later, lying in bed, smoking his 3rd joint. "Did you bring me my homework?" he drawled slurring the words together. "Yes, Draco," said Goyle, handing it to him. Draco took it and scanned it , it was just easy Charms. He took out a quill and did it in 10 minutes; Crabbe and Goyle standing guard the whole time. When he was done, he ordered them out of the dorm and lit a new joint.
Ginny had fallen asleep in the bathroom. She was dirty and wet because she was lying on the floor. She probably would have stayed asleep there all night if Hermione hadn't found her there after dinner. She'd just been lying there shivering and whimpering in her sleep. Hermione woke her up and brought her up to the Gryffindor Tower and cleaned her up, and put her to bed. Ginny was exhausted and fell asleep immediately. Hermione stayed in the dorm, watching her sleep. What had happened to this once beautiful girl who used to love life and now walked around like a ghost. She'd seen the cuts on her hands and was contemplating whether or not to tell Ron.
After his 6th joint Draco finally fell asleep. He'd blown off the whole day. The teachers were all starting to get worried about him. They had only been back in school for one month and he'd only attended 5 whole days of class. This was very different from how he used to be. He used to work really hard to get good grades and be the top in his class. Hermione Granger was the only one who beat his scores. But, now he didn't seem to care anymore, and the teachers suspected it had something to do with Lucius.
In the beginning of July, Voldemort and his Death Eaters had broken into Azkaban Prison. They freed all the Death Eaters and convinced some of the Dementors to join them. Malfoy was not happy when his father showed up the night after he'd been freed. Lucius told him that on his 17th birthday he would be initiated as a Death Eater. Draco didn't want to be a Death Eater, not anymore. He didn't want to follow Voldemort's orders. He didn't want the wizarding world to hate him. And most of all, he didn't want to go to Azkaban Prison. His father's arrest had been a big wake-up-call.
When he told his father that he didn't want to be a Death Eater, Lucius beat him up, really bad. He was covered in blood, broke a couple of ribs and his nose, and got a concussion which knocked him out for a couple of days. When he woke up again he gave in and told his father that he would become a Death Eater. Lucius was very pleased and bought him a Firebolt. A year ago this would have made Draco happy but now he didn't care anymore. He had bigger problems than quidditch.
He had Death Eater training every day with his father. Occasionally Lucius would bring in a Muggle, usually young children, to torture. It almost broke his heart the first time he put the Cruciatus Curse on a little 3- year-old girl. She started screaming and crying and he stopped in horror at what he had done to an innocent little child. Lucius was furious and put him under the Imperius, making him do the curse on the child for another minute and then killing her with the Avada Kedavra. When they were done, Draco stood there looking at the dead girl, his guilt choking him. His father smiled at his discomfort, "Don't feel bad son, she was nothing more than a dirty Muggle!"
Draco glared at him, "Just because she's a Muggle doesn't give you the right to torture and kill her! She was an innocent child!"
Lucius smirked at his son, "Do you feel bad when you kill a fly, it's the same thing." Then he left the room.
Draco felt tears sting his eyes and he knelt down by the little girl and whispered, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry."
He found it easier to deal with the guilt by going to wizard night clubs. He usually went with Pansy, his love-slave, not wanting to show up alone, then he'd ditch her for some hot girl. After a few weekends of this, the guilt started coming back. Weekend visits to the nightclub weren't enough for the daily murders he committed. Soon, he found it easier to go to his room and drink a shot of something. Soon he was getting pissed every night. When Pansy found out about this, she gave him weed, telling him that it worked much better. And before he knew it, he was hooked on both.
A/N: Next chapter a Ginny flashback and probably some Draco. I only have like ½ of it written so it might take a week or so. Thanks for reading.