The New Beginning

Chapter Two

A start to another terribly pathetic year, I Draco Malfoy must yet again surround myself with the likes of Potter, Weasel, and Mudblood. Yes, it is the start of my sixth year at Hogwarts. Now don't get me wrong I am extremely popular among the Slytherin house and I am adored, but I just feel that there's no one my equal. Someone I can talk to that will understand me. Many think that Crabbe and Goyle are my friends. They are sadly mistaken. Bodyguards would be more like it. Those two couldn't handle a real conversation if their lives depended on it. Now don't go feeling sorry for me! I will not tolerate that, I am a Malfoy and that is something of privilege and respect and we will not be pitied. For instance this summer I was traveling all over Italy, France, Switzerland, New Zealand and Australia. How many people can say that about their summer? I don 't know why I'm writing in you, Malfoys do not keep diaries! It is nice though to release some of my thoughts, God knows no one else would understand them. I must say I am a cut above the rest. Well it is time for dinner and if I'm not at the table at promptly 7:23 Father will have my head. I'll have to put you somewhere safe, so no one will find you. The silver box in my closet should do just fine.

~ Exeunt Draco Malfoy~

The Next Morning

"Draco come down here this instance!" Lucius called.

"I'm coming Father, I'm just putting some finishing touches on my trunk, twenty sealing charms should be enough," Draco replied.

"Son, you're starting your sixth year today and I am expecting great things from you, do not disappoint me," Lucius warned.

"Don't worry Father, I'll busy myself by doing various tasks to promote the cause of evil," Draco remarked.

"I'll ignore that sarcastic remark because it's time for you to catch the train, have a productive year," Lucius said.

"Please Father stop all the mushiness, I can hardly stand it!" Draco replied.

All he saw was Lucius glaring at him as he made his way to platform nine and three quarters. Draco knew what to expect from his Father. It was always the same thing every year. You're a Malfoy, and Malfoys' command respect. Get good grades, you can't let a Mudblood beat you and please stop getting disgraced by Potter! He knew the twenty-minute speech off by heart, he would recite along with his Father but he was still recovering from the time he had interrupted one of his Fathers' calls. As boring and dull Hogwarts could be, it was better than Malfoy Mansion. At least Potter and his atrocious gang made it entertaining, and it seems as though the youngest Weasel is mighty feisty as well. I'll have to see if she's as easy to anger as her oaf of a brother. There was also Quidditch. Slytherin will have to work to win the house cup this year. Potter and his lousy house will once again taste defeat if I have anything to do with it! Too many times has he deface Slytherin, I won't stand it for it anymore. If he thought it was tough before, wait till he sees what he's in for this year. I can't stand the way he's worshipped. Potter, weasel, and Mudblood better watch out cause this year will be different.

Hogwarts

"Well, well what have we here? The three stooges, together again. It's enough to make me sick," commented Draco

"As much as I'd enjoy the thought of you being sick, we have to be going", replied Hermione.

Glancing at the three, Draco stifled a laugh, " Where are you three going in such a hurry, can't keep up with the conversation? You know I love to a battle of wits, but with you three...well I'd prefer it to be some what of a challenge."

"Don't flatter yourself Malfoy, hanging out with Crabbe and Goyle has finally gotten to you. If you haven't noticed the feast is about to start and we don't want to be late," exclaimed Ron

Ron and Hermione took off towards the feast with Harry right behind them.

" Harry, watch yourself this year," yelled Draco.

Harry turned around and looked Draco in the eye for a second before taking off down the hall after his friends.