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krazyblonde · 01-30-2004, 09:34 PM

My peoples...:wub: could I ask for better readers. I know that since the forum was put in alphabtical order than I'm in the back. But, that's ok, it means the people who read my ff are actually looking for a good ff to read...

And I'm sure Siri would have loved her

The next morning I was faced with yet another day of silence. The tension still had not eased around me and Harry had not forgiven me. I had come face to face with something that even my egotistical father could not control. The hatred of others because of what I represented. He would say that I should be proud for the fear and respect I put in other’s heart. Because my name was Malfoy.

What I would have not given those days, most days of my life, to have any other name…but Malfoy. It struck fear all right, but for all the wrong reasons. I was never like my family; I always saw the bright side of things. My next day was even worse for I had lessons. Professor McGonagall soon passed out the timetables for our lessons. The first lesson was Double Potions. This day could not have started out worst.

I had taken my O.W.L’s at my old school. I wanted to be an Auror, but my father did not know this. Albus Dumbledore knew this and promised that he would try his hardest to keep this away from my father. Not that I had any friends now to tell this to. But, I did not have much time to think of this, because Hermione soon called me over to sit beside her.

Hermione wanted to be a Muggle Studies teacher. She did have a different perceptive than most witches growing up with Muggle parents.

But, what can you say? The day started with potions, where the Potion Master, Professor Snape did nothing but snare at the Gryffindors.
I entered the lesson braced for the worst of things. Hogwarts was supposed to be the hardest witching school in all of England. I hoped I was prepared.

Professor Snape stomped in and the class was instantaneously silent. He turned and smiled...actually smiled at me.
"Welcome, Ms. Malfoy to Potions. I hope you will not think these idiots for Hogwarts best. Most of them barely made it into this class."
With that, he turned toward the board to write the day's potion on the board.
Instantly, there were flashes of red light from wands. I ducked before they happened to hit me. Almost everyone in my class had tried to stun me. This WAS going to be harder than I thought.

01-30-2004, 09:34 PM	#12 (permalink)
krazyblonde Dugbog Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: My Own Reality, My room Posts: 101	My peoples...:wub: could I ask for better readers. I know that since the forum was put in alphabtical order than I'm in the back. But, that's ok, it means the people who read my ff are actually looking for a good ff to read... And I'm sure Siri would have loved her The next morning I was faced with yet another day of silence. The tension still had not eased around me and Harry had not forgiven me. I had come face to face with something that even my egotistical father could not control. The hatred of others because of what I represented. He would say that I should be proud for the fear and respect I put in other’s heart. Because my name was Malfoy. What I would have not given those days, most days of my life, to have any other name…but Malfoy. It struck fear all right, but for all the wrong reasons. I was never like my family; I always saw the bright side of things. My next day was even worse for I had lessons. Professor McGonagall soon passed out the timetables for our lessons. The first lesson was Double Potions. This day could not have started out worst. I had taken my O.W.L’s at my old school. I wanted to be an Auror, but my father did not know this. Albus Dumbledore knew this and promised that he would try his hardest to keep this away from my father. Not that I had any friends now to tell this to. But, I did not have much time to think of this, because Hermione soon called me over to sit beside her. Hermione wanted to be a Muggle Studies teacher. She did have a different perceptive than most witches growing up with Muggle parents. But, what can you say? The day started with potions, where the Potion Master, Professor Snape did nothing but snare at the Gryffindors. I entered the lesson braced for the worst of things. Hogwarts was supposed to be the hardest witching school in all of England. I hoped I was prepared. Professor Snape stomped in and the class was instantaneously silent. He turned and smiled...actually smiled at me. "Welcome, Ms. Malfoy to Potions. I hope you will not think these idiots for Hogwarts best. Most of them barely made it into this class." With that, he turned toward the board to write the day's potion on the board. Instantly, there were flashes of red light from wands. I ducked before they happened to hit me. Almost everyone in my class had tried to stun me. This WAS going to be harder than I thought. __________________ My Journal: