"Hello Draco!" Hermione chippered.
"Uh, hi...?" Draco said as she passed him in the hall on her way back from dinner.
'What the, she's not angry? but she should be fuming? i missed pretty much all of yesterdays shif- did she just call me Draco?'
Draco entered the great hall questions swimming in his head.
'Somethings got her in a good mood, really good mood.' he thought silently sitting down at the Slytherin table, piling his plate with food.
'Why is it bothering you so much Malfoy?' spoke a soft voice in his head.
'W-why? cause shes supposed to be going off her head at me!'
'and isn't it a good thing that shes not?'
'W-well, i gues-'
'so why are you still thinking about it?'
'Cause-'
'Admit it you stupid little boy, you like her!' the voice became harsh a cold.
'NO! i couldn't give a fuck about that stupid little muggle-born!'
'Oh, is that so?'
'Yes that's so!'
'So tell me this Malfoy, Why can't you call her a mudblood.'
Draco's eyes must have widened because he got a stern look for the boy sitting on his left.
"Hey, Draco, are you okay?" the boy asked voice mono tone.
"Um, yeah fine Blaise. Just getting the thought of helping all these pathetic first years outta my head." he said as he shook his head and looked at the tall tanned Italian boy that sat before him. The boy just snickered, Malfoy knew he saw straight though his lie, but the thing with Draco is that he has a rule, if he's lying or goes silent don't expect him to talk about it, and do not ask otherwise, or risk being hexed to obviation by the man himself.
so at that Blaise drop the subject and was then talking about how Slughorn has asked them to study the 'Forgetfulness Potion' and have a report on his desk by 10am Wednesday morning. He also went on about a few other things that Draco had tuned out.
"Oi, Mr Draco sir?" Draco looked around to see a first year Ravenclaw girl pulling at his robes.
"Hello, can i help you?" Draco tried giving her a thoughtful smile but it didn't work he was still thinking of other things.
"Yes, well i was just wondering, there have been rumors of a first year dance, and i was just wondering if they were true?" her yellow cat like eyes glowed from the light or the candles surrounding the fall her chocolate brown hair flowed down her back. Draco thought of any mention of a dance, but he didn't recall.
"I'm sorry i don't remember hearing about that, but if it gets mentioned I'll be sure to let you know, I'll get my good friend Luna to let you know, you know her, she's you house's head prefect?" the girl nodded and gave him a quick smile in thanks. She hadn't known that Luna had hated him just like all the others that thought he followed Voldermort into the war. They hadn't and still didn't know the truth.
-Flash back-
"Draco my dear boy, how are you?" The lord hovered over Draco like a hawk.
"I'm fine my lord." he said words like sour lollies on his tongue, he resisted the erg to screw up his face.
"Yes? Good...and how about your, mother?" The snake like man said a slight glee in his eyes. This scared Draco and caused his body to stiffen, he clenched his hands into fits.
"Please don't hurt her I'll do anything." his voice a whisper.
"Anything?" Voldemort walked up to Draco grabbing his face as if to examine it for trust. His grip hurt, but Draco showed no pain. He must not be show weakness, for his mothers sake.
"Yes, just, don't hurt my mother." he pleaded. The dark lord soon loosing interest in his face pushed him knocking him to the ground.
"Draco Malfoy. You will kill Albus Dumbledork or i shall kill your sweet mother AND you!" He snickered expecting the boy to whimper away in fear but he did not. Then the Slytherin did a very Gryffindor act.
"I accept." the boy said standing again and he walked out of the room leaving a dumbfounded Voldemort and a load of very curious Death Eaters.
-End Flash back-
Draco had gone pale from reminiscing and there were only a few people left in the great hall and soon he felt dizzy and everything went black.
"Malfoy!" he herd a faint voice say before his head hid the floor and was completely knocked out.