Draco Malfoy.The son of Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy was utterly pampered since his childhood,and he had always had everything he wanted,and yet,he was not happy.
The times were extremely dark,the Dark Lord had returned,and his father being a death eater,had to serve him.But this year,Draco Malfoy was branded with the horrifying death mark,making him a death eater.He tried to seem excited about it,only to please his father.In fact everything he had done was to see the look of pride on his father's face.
It was October 31st and Draco Malfoy was on the platform nine and three quarters with his family to catch the train to Hogwarts.Narcissa Malfoy hugged her son and told him to be safe.Lucius Malfoy just nodded at him and reminded him that he had to succeed in the task that the Dark Lord had assigned to him this year.Draco took a gulp and nodded.
Draco walked into the train and started looking for his friends,Pansy,Blaise,Crabbe and Goyle.They weren't really his friends,he just stuck with them because they were all pureblood slytherins,and since his childhood he was always kept in the company of such people.He was told that mudbloods and half bloods were filthy and disgusting,and that he was to look down upon them.
And he did,until he fell in love with a petite,short,intelligent and stunningly beautiful brunette who was a mudblood and a Gryffindor.Hermione Granger.That was when the task assigned by the Dark Lord went to the drains.
There was always something about that witch,but it was only in the sixth year that he met the woman he would give anything up for.How he fell so hard for her,was completely out of his control and utterly baffling to him.