A/N This is my first HP fanfic. I have written other things before, but never uploaded it to the net. Please review. Thanks. hugz

Chapter 1

It was with somewhat of a loss in my heart that I left Hogwarts the day I graduated.

I looked up at the castle where I had spent the last seven years of my life.

So much had happened, so many memories, sad, happy, weird, funny.

The sun was hot and I could see some of the school owls flying around in the air around the school, gazing down at all us graduates on the school ground.

Dumbledore had died in our 6th year, leaving Prof. McGonagall to fill in as the headmaster.

She did a good job, even though she was a Gryffindor.

I remember secretly hoping the head of my house, Prof. Snape would become headmaster, and how irritated I was when he didn't.

Naturally, the wonder trio, embraced her as the new headmaster at once. That made my insides want to jump out of my mouth.

After 5th year, when those prats made sure my father, who I thought was invincible, got locked up in Azkaban, I swore I would get even with them.

I remember the looks me and that bloody Potter shared. Looks that could kill.

I tried my best to get inside his skin and torment him during our sixth year.

No matter what I did, his idiotic friends came up and spoiled everything for me.

Not only did he have that Granger girl and Weasley at his side like always, now he also had the little Weasley girl, that imbecile Neville, that freak of a girl Luna and nearly all of Gryffindor at his side too.

To say the least it was a hard task to even try to get anywhere with my snide remarks.

After christmas in my sixth year I tried instead to stay away from the lot of them.

But I could not help but observe them in secret. A part of me envied Potter for having so many friends that would literally die for him.

As I stood there and remembered my life at Hogwarts my eyes wandered around the grounds and gazed lazily at all the students. Suddenly my gaze stopped as I saw Potter standing with that Weasley girl, Ginny I believe her name is. He had his arms around her and they were kissing.

I sighed. So Potter has found love while I am all alone. Sure, I dated Pansy on and off since 4th year, but I never truly felt anything for her. I just went along with the dating since it was expected of me, a Malfoy, to date a pureblood girl from a good home.

It was only a few months ago that I had to tell her that I had no intentions of ever giving her a ring on her finger and making her a Malfoy. She cried a lot, But what could I have done, I was not about to live the rest of my life with someone I did not love just because I was who I was.

I looked out the window in my train compartment as we were going back to London. I felt sad that this was my last train ride away from my old school, my old home.

I did not much look forward to going home to my mother. She had been acting more and more odd ever since my father got taken away. She hardly ever spoke to me anymore. The house elves where my only companions back at Malfoy manor.

It was indeed a very lonely and a very cold place.

When I went inside the huge black door of my house I was as always greeted by one of the house elves. My mother was as usual sitting in the garden, smoking and starring of into space with a blank look in her eyes.

I just made my way up to my room and sat down on my bed with a sigh.

Looking around my perfectly spotless room, full of stuff I realised that I did not feel at home here. I had to get away , get my own place, start my own life, away from all of this.