Draco Lucius Malfoy

A new school year, 8th year. Hogwarts' "Great Hall." A new year, the last one at Hogwarts. Exams, final opportunities, and last chances. I was sitting with my friends—Theo, Blaise, and Pansy—at one of Hogwarts' four massive tables, at the Slytherin table. We were laughing and gossiping about absolutely everyone. As far as we knew, a new girl would be joining Hogwarts this year. My thoughts were mixed, and my feelings even more so. Another year, another year of wearing a mask, another year without any serious relationships. Did I want them? I don't know. What I do know for sure is that I didn't always want to live the way I do. I was wearing the Hogwarts uniform, specifically the Slytherin house uniform. Theo called out to me, and snapping out of my thoughts, I went back to chatting with them. Our conversation consisted of: swearing, laughter, discussing who would sleep with whom—obviously in a vulgar sense—and which girls were pretty and which weren't. And, naturally, that Potter and his gang are idiots. I wondered what this year would be like? But the answer came on its own. Theo, Blaise, and Pansy were discussing the new female student arriving at Hogwarts. A new girl? Interesting.

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