You stared at the golden trio who were walking down the corridors. You were with your best friend Luna. She could look past the fact that you were a Malfoy.

Other couldn't. Like the golden trio. They always seemed so cool to you and all you wanted was for them to like you. But your last name made them believe that you were a horrible person.

You didn't really need their hate. You got hate enough at home. Your father, Lucius, never wanted a girl. He really hated you.

'I hope they'll just leave me alone. I rather have that than them hating me.' You sighed.

'They don't know what they're missing. You're a wonderful girl.' Luna smiled.

'All of this because of a stupid last name. I'll never be able to make then believe otherwise.'

As soon as you caught Harry's eyes and approached you. You sighed and looked at Luna, trying to ignore him but of course that didn't work.

'Luna, you should go. You could come with us if you like.'

'I'm good here.' She smiled. 'I like her. She's nice.'

'How can a Malfoy possibly be nice?' Ron asked.

You let out a sigh.

'What have I ever done to you guys? You three are the ones who always start these arguments. Just because my family is a certain way doesn't mean that I am too. I tried to be your friend.'

'Yeah like your brother right after he insulted my best friend.' Harry spat.

'I'm not Draco.' You hissed.

'No you're his annoying sister.' Hermione sighed.

'How can you judge me when you have never even giving me a chance to prove you wrong?' You asked.

You looked at them. This was so wrong. You completely forgot why you even wanted to be friends with them. Yet you still couldn't let it go. Maybe that was because they judged you from day one.

'We're not making the mistake of befriending a Malfoy.' Harry grinned.

'I don't do what my family does. I'm not a person like that! In different!' You tried to convince them.

'That is so not true and you know it.' Harry hissed.

He stepped closer to you.

'You're a filthy, Slytherin Malfoy. Evil, mean and disgusting. Did you really think that we'd accept you? What made you think that?! How dumb can you be?!'

He was really hurting you. The way he judged you, the hate in his eyes. You couldn't deal with it.

'You're just pathetic and fake. You're not different! You'll never escape what you are! So face it and give up. Give up trying to be something else!'

'That's enough Harry.' Luna hissed.

You looked at him, tears stinging in your eyes.

'It's fine Luna. I get it.' You spoke, trying not to break in front of them. 'All downloaded. Sorry that I'm such a bother. Guess I'm used to being one.' You spoke coldly before walking away.

Harry was confused about the last thing you said. He watched you go.

'You're the only one acting like a Malfoy here.' Luna said. 'Not her. Maybe you just don't want to accept that she different. Because she really is.'

Luna walked away. Harry wasn't sure what to do at that point.

-

The next day he wanted to talk to you again. You sighed and turned around to walk away. Harry hurried after you and grabbed your shoulder. You turned around and pushed his hand away.

'I'm leaving you alone. Thats what you want. So please leave me alone too, Potter.'

You wanted to walk away Again.

'Wait.' He said.

You sighed. You didn't want to wait but you also didn't want to go. It was like you were interested in what he had to say while you didn't want to be.

'What did you mean by the last thing you said yesterday?' He asked.

You looked up at him.

'That I'll leave you alone. That I understand th-'

'Not that. The part where you said: "sorry for being such a bother. Guess I'm used to being one."'

'It was nothing.' You just said. 'At least nothing for you to worry about. Seeing I'm a Malfoy it should even bother you.'

You now actually turned to walk away. But Harry stopped you again.

'What?!' You hissed.

'It did mean something! Else you wouldn't have said it!'

'It won't change anything if I tell you. You hate me and I accept that now.'

'You can't just say it and then refuse to explain it.'

'It won't change anything to you. You're so trapped in your own thoughts, so focused on your own opinion that it wouldn't matter.'

Harry looked at you.

'Just tell me. Maybe I will understand.'

'And maybe you won't.'

'Guess you're going to have to tell me to find out.'

You sighed.

'You're not the only one my father hates. He hates me too. He never wanted a daughter. My mum is the only one who appreciates me. To him I'm just a bother. Even more because I'm different. Because I refuse to be like my family is. But no one will ever believe that. Because I'm just a Malfoy to them. My last name determains everything. I'll never escape it. So I get it that you dislike me.'

Harry only now realised that you were really different and that he had just been ignorant.

'I'm sorry. I didn't know.'

'It's okay. Our house is a mess. There are so many things you don't know.'

'You could hang out with us some time.. If you like.' He smiled.

You looked at him in surprise.

'Really?' You asked.

'Really.'