Draco Lucius Malfoy

New Year, 8th year. Hogwarts Express. New Year, the last year at Hogwarts. Exams, last opportunities, and last chances. I was sitting with my friends: Theo, Blaise and Pansy in the Slytherin carriage. We were laughing and discussing absolutely everyone. This year, as we knew, there was a new girl at Hogwarts right away for the 8th year. It was all strange. I looked out the window, looking at the view. My thoughts were mixed, and my feelings were even more mixed. Another year, another year of the mask, another year without a serious relationship. Did I want one? I don’t know. I know for sure that I didn’t always want to live the way I live. I was wearing a Hogwarts uniform. Theo called me, and distracting myself from my thoughts, I tried to communicate with them. Our conversation included: swearing, laughter, discussing who would sleep with whom, naturally in a vulgar sense, and which girl is beautiful and which is not. Well, and naturally, Potter and his gang are idiots. I wonder what this year will be like?