I own nothing, but the characters I made up, which I didn't say anything about in the first chapter, but yeah those are the one things I own. Again thank you to my beta, he is a wonderful person.
My name is Draco Lucius Malfoy and I'm almost seventeen. I go to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. It is my last year and after I finish, I take the Dark Mark. I was proud of my blood line and who they stood with. Not like the blood traders like the Weasleys.
I'm fair skinned, pale; I really don't go out in the sun, only for Quidditch as I'm on my house team. I have grey-blue eyes and white-blonde hair that sometimes hides my eyes. I look a lot like my father, which is a good thing.
My goal is to show my father that I'm better than them Mudbloods, Granger, Potter and Weasley. Those three show me up all the time. Iget beaten by my father if I don't get higher marks then Granger. Not that any one would see the scars, I hid them well.
"Draco, move your sorry ass!" my father yelled down to the dungeons. I let out a growl, got my hands under me to push myself off the floor.
"Yes sir," I mumbled back. I slowly picked myself off the floor. My back was on fire as the pain spread through me. I just got beaten again for not making Head Boy. I really did not want to be Head Boy anyway, it just meant more work to do.
"Move it, boy," He growled at me as I slowly started to climb the stairs. "Get cleaned up! I will not have you making a disgrace of this family."
"Yes, sir," I said, climbing another set of stairs. Three more sets, I thought as more pain stole my breath.
"Hurry, will you!" he yelled from the bottom of the stairs. I nodded slowly and tried to walk faster.
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The wounds were looking better after I put a healing salve on them. I slipped a black sweater on to go along with my black trousers.
"Master Draco, your father is waiting for you, sir," squeaked Pinkie.
"Fine," I muttered. I went down stairs where my father was.
"Draco, are you leaving?" drawled his voice behind me.
"Yes, father," I answer to him. His cold eyes looked into my own. I slipped on to the fireplace to floo to Diagon Alley, to get what I need for school. I knew Pansy would be there looking for me and I didn't want to put up with her today.
"Be back before dark." my father's voice made me jump.
"Yes, sir," I coolly stated. 'This is going to be the worst time,' I thought as I entered Diagon Alley through Ollivanders.
"Ahhh, young Mr. Malfoy. How is everything?" the storekeeper asked with a smile.
"Fine, sir, just getting my school supplies." I put a smile on for him.
"Good day, Mr. Malfoy," he called as I walked out of his shop.
"Good day to you too sir," I called back. 'Old fool,' I thought as I went to get my money then the books.
"Watch it, Potter," I growled at the famous Harry Potter as Ibumped into him.
"He wasn't the one who ran into you, you ran into him," Granger stated, trying to look smarter then she is. Potter's fists were tightened as she spoke.
"Whatever," I replied coldly as I pushed through them. I walked into the book shop.
'Another fun year at Hogwarts,' I thought as I paid for the books.
"Drakie! Over here!" Pansy called to me. I hated that damn name she gave me.
"What?" I growled.
"You look sad, Drakie," she said, pulling on my arm.
"I'm not. I need to go." I pushed her off and walked off. I was lost in my thoughts when a lovely voice rang though them.
"Sarah, will you wait the hell up?" said a tall girl with black hair. "I'm still tired from the plane ride here. Gods take me now." She looked up to the sky.
"Rain, I did not get all of my books, so you can go back and sleep," a brunette said, walking up to the other girl. 'Rain…that can't be her real name.'
"Fine, be back before dark," Rain called.
"Yeah, whatever," her friend replied back. I was walking the other way when I ran into her.
"I'm so sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going." she knelt down to pick up my books.
"No, it is my fault," I quietly said and I knelt down in front of her. We picked up my books and we both went for the last one. Her hand touched mine and mine, hers. I let her pick it up, because she had a grip on it. We stood up; I got a good look at her, her eyes were what caught my attention.
"Here ya go. My name is Rain by the way," she said, handing me the book.
"Thanks. I'm Draco." my cold grey eyes were lost in her soft silver ones.
"What are you staring at? Hello?" she asked.
"Nothing, just your eyes-" she cut me off.
"Let me guess they are strange, right?" I was taken back by what she said. People were starting to look but they wouldn't say anything.
"No, they're very beautiful," I quickly said, not wanting to offend her.
"Okay then… I gotta go, see ya." She started to walk past me.
"Hopefully." I said looking down at my books.
"What school do you go to anyway?" she asked in a strong accent that I just heard. I looked at her.
"Hogwarts, you?" I answered her.
"Hogwarts too. I'm just starting with a friend." I was a little shocked.
"Oh, so you're a first year?" I didn't know because some of the first years were looking like they have been at the school for a few years. She rolled her eyes, which made me feel stupid. 'Since when did I feel stupid for asking a question?"
"No, I went to Salem Witches Institute." She let out a small laugh.
"Okay. Well, must be getting home." I looked at the sky quickly before I turned around. I turned around really quick to give her a small wave.
"Bye!" she cried heading back to the Leaky Cauldron. I flooed back home, ate dinner and sat down on my bed, with nothing but my boxers on. My father walked in to my room - well, barged in is more like it.
"Have you heard of knocking?" I never looked up to see who it was.
"You were seen with a witch lesser of you!" he snarled, hitting me in the chest with his cane.
"What? What do you mean?" I sat up on my bed. Maybe people do talk, or maybe it was Pansy who ran to her mother, who gossiped with mine, who then told my father.
"That girl that was seen with you! That is what I mean!" I knew where this was heading, but that didn't mean that I wasn't going to fight him about it.
"I don't know what you are talking about." my voice was like the harsh winter winds.
"Boy, don't play stupid with me. I know you know what I'm talking about!' he grabbed my arm. He dragged me off my bed and he started down the steps.
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"You will never see that girl again!" He growled, kicking me in my ribs. He laughed coldly at me as I tried to stand up, but fell back down on the cold stone floor.
"Yes, sir," I choked out. I spit the blood from my bitten tongue. Another mark of the beatings my father is famous for. All I had to help me move was the thought of seeing Rain again. I wouldn't heal all of these, but I would just do the major cuts that would be seen, if I went out again.
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