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Chapter one - Rejection
"Draco, please don't get into too much trouble," Mum whispered to me as she kissed my temple. I smiled mischievously and looked to Dad expectingly. He rose a brow and leaned down to whisper into my ear.
"Remember what we talked about, Draco. The boy will be here this year. Befriend him. Do you understand," he asked slowly and quietly.
"Yes, father. I won't let you down."
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"Anything from the cart, boys?" An old muggle lady smiled as she passed our cabin. I gave a polite smile, even though I was disgusted that they hired muggles on this train.
"Yes, may I have the gummy snake and the chocolate frog?" I asked, holding out 1 galleon. She nodded, grabbed the money and handed me the treats. "Will that be all?" Crabbe and Goyle both ordered at least 3 galleons worth of candy. No wonder they were so chubby, although I'd never say that to their faces.
"I can't wait to meet the famous Harry Potter! Defeated the Dark Lord at only one! He sounds amazing," I smiled excitedly while taking a bite from my gummy snake. Both Goyle and Crabbe nodded in the same excited manner. I snorted loudly seeing Goyle with chocolate spread over his mouth like lipstick. Then I heard a small yet confident voice from the doorway.
"Harry Potter? At Hogwarts? Oh boy, I should've gone to Beauxbatons," she scoffed while entering our cabin. I frowned and squinted my eyes as she sat down next to me.
"What do you have against Harry Potter?" I asked, a little out of it because 'Merlin, why is this strange girl sitting next to me?'. "Oh and also, please do come in." I teased as the sarcasm rolled off of my tongue. She rolled her eyes.
"Harry Potter is a filthy little git who is all my parents talk about. 'Oh, I do hope Hogwarts accepts Harry Potter to the school.' 'That kid would have such good genes.' 'I remember meeting James and Lily, they were both amazing.' Bleh. Blah, bleh. I bet he's not even that talented. Mum and Dad are probably joking," she growled, flipping her dark hair over her shoulder.
I blinked, feeling a little confused. She stuck her hand out, "Pansy Parkinson, you must be Draco Malfoy." I frowned and nodded, reluctantly extending my own hand.
"How do you know my name?" I asked dumbly.
She smirked, "Intuition."
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As soon as we got to the school, we were taken upstairs and I kept whispering to Crabbe and Goyle all the jokes we should play on the professors and students. We were silently giggling as we reached a little case of stairs and were told to wait there. That was when I spotted him.
I felt hysteria build up in my stomach as I pointed him out to Crabbe, Goyle, and Parkinson. I quickly put on my best cool face and smirked. "It's true then?" I said loudly and saw him turn to look at me. Along with everyone else. "What they were saying on the train? Harry Potter has come to Hogwarts." I smirked. Everyone started whispering. I saw confusion in Harry's eyes.
"This is Crabbe, Goyle. And I'm Malfoy," I took a step closer to him on a higher step. "Draco, Malfoy." I smiled widely at him. Feeling excited that I was finally talking to the boy I've looked up to since I was young.
Feeling excited that I was finally talking to the boy I've looked up to since I was young
*look at his little genuine smile, awww*
Then I heard a snort come from the boy standing next to Harry. I felt my cheeks go a little flush with embarrassment as I growled, "Think my name's funny? Do you? Well no need to ask for yours." I scanned the boy. "Red hair, and a hand me down robe....you must be a Weasley." He frowned and scowled. I smirked in satisfaction and turned back to Harry.
"You'll soon find out that some wizarding families are better than others, Potter," I said to him, still feeling a little embarrassed and angry. "You don't want to go making friends with the wrong sort." I squinted at Weasley.
I extended my hand, "I can help you there
I extended my hand, "I can help you there." I smiled, getting ready to become friends with the amazing Harry Potter. I could feel excitement bubbling up and then-
"I think I can tell the wrong sort for myself, thanks." Harry looked up at me, a little bit of hate showing in his eyes. I furrowed my brow in confusion. Surely he must be joking. But the look in his eyes told me he was dead serious. I slowly lowered my hand, feeling my face and neck burning with humiliation from being rejected.
I slowly lowered my hand, feeling my face and neck burning with humiliation from being rejected
Then I felt a pat on my back and I spun around to see Professor McGonagall. I looked at her, then to Harry, and then I walked back to my spot with Goyle and Crabbe. They both looked confused and Parkinson didn't look very happy either. The doors opened and I heard loud music and cheering from inside. I felt like crying. My eyes were burning with unshed tears and all I could do in that moment was hate. 'I hate this stupid school and this dumb program and bloody Harry Potter.' And I felt a little pain in my heart as I thought of him again. Pansy nudged me with her elbow and I saw her concerned face. I rolled my eyes, "I'm fine, Parkinson." But that wasn't the truth. He rejected me. The amazing boy who defeated the Dark Lord as a baby was not like I've been told.
He's nothing like I thought he would be.
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"Draco? Do you want your pudding?" Crabbe grinned covered in chocolate. His teeth coated in it too. I pushed the glass towards him in a 'whatever' motion and he gave me a thumbs-up before shoving a spoonful of sugar into his mouth.
Pansy looked over from introducing herself to the other first years at our house table.
"Draco, are you alright?" She asked whilst popping a treacle tart into her mouth. I grew annoyed. "Pansy, I'm fine. Jeezus, bugger off," I murmured. She and Goyle looked baffled at my absurd language. I immediately felt tremendous guilt as Pansy's eyes started to glaze over and she excused herself to the bathroom. Crabbe looked judgingly at me. "I'll apologize later. Sorry guys." I frowned while turning my thoughts back to Harry.
That little boy is going to wish he never rejected me, Draco Malfoy.
I swear, I'll hate him for every day with single every part of me.
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Harry's POV
"Jeez that Malfoy kid is a real wanker," Ron said, cheeks full of a creamy cookie. I nodded, "He shouldn't have been so rude to you."
Ron agreed and shoved another cookie in his mouth. Hermione scoffed in disgust, "Ron. do you EVER stop eating?" He looked at her in confusion. "I'm hungry."
I slowly tuned out their conversation and looked over at Malfoy, he seemed happy and like he was having fun. I thought to myself, maybe I made a mistake. Maybe I should've became friends with him. But then we made eye contact and he frowned. His face saying only 'Hate' and 'Hurt'. He smirked at me with an unknown expression in his eyes and turned back to his friends. I swallowed a lump in my throat and looked down at my bruised wrist that Vernon left on me when he yanked on my arm to pull me into the kitchen. I slowly rubbed it, wincing in pain.
I'm done with bullies.
Draco Malfoy will not ever be my friend because he is a bully.
And I hate bullies with every once of my body. Every day.
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