Sup. Here I am with the next chapter. Just like I told you guys. Haha. Hopefully I will finish this story because I have this habit of never finishing the stories I start to write. Its horrible. X)

It was finally time to return to Hogwarts. I was excited. It wasn't that home was horrible; actually it was quite the opposite. Home was nice unlike what people would believe, me being the son of Draco Malfoy, a has been death eater. My dad isn't that bad, I believe he has changed since those dark times of Voldemort. He has even come to terms with the Golden Trio, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, and Ron Weasley. I'm proud of him. I'm proud to be his son. Some people aren't. That is why they picked me to be their victim throughout their years at Hogwarts.

But this year will be different. I had made a pact with myself over the summer. I stated that I will stand up for myself and make some friends this year. This is precisely the reason why I am excited about my 6th year.

I boarded the train and walked up and down the aisles searching for an empty compartment. I hoped my luck wouldn't turn bad like usual and leave me to sit with people I knew, people who hated me. Mentally crossing my fingers, I made my way to the back of the train. I opened compartment after compartment looking for an empty one. Eventually I found one; it was the third from the last. I let out an exaggerated sigh of relief and went into it and sat down on one of the comfortable couches. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the peace and quiet.

The sound of the compartment door opening awakened me from my peaceful meditation of some sort. I blinked a couple of times and turned my head to see a boy about my age with short spiky brown hair walk into the compartment.

He moved and sat down across from me. "Hey, I'm Griffin Kootz," he said sort of awkwardly.

After a short pause I spoke, "Scorpius Malfoy." I braced myself for a rude comment of some sort to follow after my words. It has happened so often, I guess, that my body has gotten so used to it.

"Oh, I've hear about you."

My heart sank.

I sighed softly and sadly," Yeah."

"I don't get why everyone teases and makes fun of you," Griffin said and my head snapped up sharply at his words," I mean it was your dad that did stuff not you and he wasn't even that bad. Plus he hasn't done anything bad recently."

I blinked a couple of times in surprise trying to process his words. I ran a hand through my unkempt silverly blonde hair. I laughed lightly to stop the tears from coming. "That is the first time anyone has said something that kind to me."

Now that I think about it that is really really sad. My realization of my life up till now was hard. My life has no meaning right now.

Griffin looked at me. His brown eyes seemed to be filled with pity but right now I didn't care because I had finally someone who understood me sort of and who didn't make fun of me right on the spot. My spirits were lifted immensely.

"Oh," said Griffin," well I'll be the first of many. Believe me. I'm sure there are many more people who feel the same way as me but are afraid to say something."

This made my mood lift as well. I nodded. "What house are you in?"

"6th year Gryffindor. Like my name sort of. It was like fate," Griffin chuckled.

I let out a laugh. What were the odds of him being in the same house and year as me? Slim to none but it happened. It's the true. "Nice. I am also a 6th year Gryfinndor. How come I've never met you before now?"

"Well I was really shy up till last year, where I finally broke out of my shell a little bit. But also last year I focused on my grades a lot so I was usually in the library studying all day. I was also afraid to stick up for you because I didn't want people to turn on me, but I finally came to a conclusion. If its hard for me to do something when it isn't even about me, I couldn't imagine what you go through every day. How lonely it must be. That's why this year I made a resolution to help you. So now I am sitting here talking to you face to face. Hopefully we can be friends because I don't have many.

I nodded. It all made sense to me. Maybe there actually were people who sympathized with me, like Griffin, but were too afraid to say something. A grin broke out on my face. I feel like I haven't smiled like this in years.

"I understand," I said, "and yes. I would like to be friends with you as well."

Griffin smiled as well, "Great! You can room with me and a few of my friends this year instead of those evil gits you've been with the rest of your Hogwarts career. "

"Thank you."

Dad, this year is going to be better like I thought. I had made my very first friend and I hope you're as proud of me as I am of you. You can finally get the guilt off your shoulders this year, because my bullying is coming to an end. I will make myself someone who you can say that is my son and someone whose horrible school life of taunting doesn't haunt you with your past faults. I know how hard it has been for you and will finally put this prejudice against you and us, Malfoys. This friendship made today feel like a premonition of the good weeks to yet to come. I just hope it holds out the whole year. And if I'm lucky, my whole life.

WELL HOW DO YOU LIKE IT PEOPLE? Haha. Review please. I really enjoyed writing this. Yeah

~Nicole