He's sitting by the darkened lake looking over at the quickly fading sunset.

A black swan swims out from wihtin the reeds. "Hey there" Comes Draco's voice through the darkness. There's a small group of pure white swans basking in the sunset further away in the lake.

"I know what it's like to be left out because you're different" Draco comments stepping forward closer to the swan even though he knows the swan can't understand a word of what he's saying.

"I'm looked down upon becauce I'm dark as well. Not quite as literally as you." He says and watches the swan swim closer to him. The out of the reeds swims a pure white swan. The two swim towards each other and entwin their necks.

"Well good for you." Draco comments clearly surprised. "If a damn swan can become pure, then so can I" Draco says to himself standing up and striding back to the castle. He was to going to prove to everyone, he wasn't as bad as they all thought. He could become pure.