SO I've decided to just post the chapters i've written so far although im not even half way done with the story but oh wells i guess.... hmmm. ENJOY
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Draco’s POV: September 1
I stepped into a compartment of the Hogwarts express, glad to find that no one had occupied it. With a huff I sat down, stretching my legs. I was bloody hell tired! I looked out the window and could see my reflection. My striking blond hair didn't seem as perfect as it should’ve been, and my steel grey eyes had bags under them, as if i hadn't slept in days. i looked away and sighed, i hadn't slept in days.
What in bloody hell was I doing going back to Hogwarts? Oh that’s right, because of my mother. I grumbled, what wouldn't i do for her? She wanted me to complete my education and so I would because she asked me to.
I leaned back in my seat and looked at the luggage rack above me, remembering that one year when Potter hid with his invisibility cloak. That stupid git couldn't even manage to stay still without giving himself away, how he even managed to defeat the Dark Lord was beyond me. I remember blasting Harry and breaking his nose for spying on me and my fellow slytherin’s, he would think twice before doing that again.
Just then the compartment door slid open, snapping me out of my thoughts. A familiar face smiled down at me.
“Hey Draco, being a loner I see.” One of my few friends asked me.
“Great to see you too Zabini.” I replied, venom in my voice.
He just laughed and took a seat across from me.
“Still the same Draco Malfoy, good to know that some things don't ever change.” Blaise Zabini said.
“Draco will always be the same Blaise, you should know that.” Pansy Parkinson said with a smirk as she too came into the compartment and sat down next to me, hooking her arm with mine.
It took everything I had to not move away from her and recoil from her touch. When would she get it through her thick skull that I did not and would not want her, like she does me.
“Draco’s not that bad, he’s just has his problems.” Theodore Nott chipped in as he too entered the compartment, taking a seat next to Blaise.
I cursed them all in my mind. When did I say that they could come into my compartment and disturb my peace?
“What do you guys want?” I growled, a headache starting to form.
“We just want to catch up with our slytherin prince.” Blaise replied, his eyes sparkling with amusement.
I involuntarily tightened my fists.
“Come off it Blaise, leave Draco alone.” Pansy snapped at him.
“Say’s his lap dog.” Nott retorted.
Both Nott and Zabini chuckled at that, only to laugh harder when they looked at Pansy’s face which had turn red with anger.
“What’s so funny?” Gregory Goyle asked as he too made his way into my compartment.
“Pansy’s pug-like face.” Nott replied, making Blaise laugh even harder then before.
“Aren't you going to say anything to your friends Draco?” Pansy asked me.
I turned away from her and looked out the window, glad that the train was finally beginning to move.
“To hell with all of you!” She yelled, letting go of my arm and stomping out of the compartment, practically shoving Goyle out of the way.
“Finally!” Nott said throwing his hands in the air. “I thought she was never going to leave."
Goyle then took the seat next to me.
As the three of them began to talk, I instead just stared out the window, not caring about what they were talking about. I was just so tired, so exhausted. My eyes slowly drooped and before i knew it the darkness took over me and the voices faded away.
I was covered in sweat, my breathing was heavy, and all i could see was fire and feel the intensity of the heat. I pulled Goyle along, hoping that he would snap out of it and start running on his own. But it was no use, that damn mudblood was good with her spells.
“What in bloody hell were you doing Crabbe?!” I shouted at him, still