The rest of that week was full of drama and excitement on my end. Having to listen to snape make fun of people was entertaining to me. Especially granger because he hated her for no reason but that she was muggle born. It didn't bother me of where she came from what bothered me about her was that she thought she knew everything about anything.

"Watch it granger" I hissed as she ran into me

"No you were in my way" she huffed

"Look granger stop pressing the stuff, you don't have to know everything get friends outside of your books" I growled

"I have friends" she argued

"Like who? Ron and Harry?" I said

She nodded and I laughed in her face but she didn't like that.

"I think you need to double check, I did hear Ron say you are bloody mental a few moments ago, so is it really a friendship there" I asked

Tears could be seen welling up in her eyes as she ran from me in the opposite direction.

"You told her" Draco laughed

"She thinks she knows everything Merlin it's annoying" I said and we walked to lunch laughing about it together

I know it's cruel but I don't care because she's someone I don't like and when I don't like someone it's hard to change my mind.

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The first break

Returning home wasn't what I so desperately wanted to do, I so much preferred Hogwarts over home.

"You got a B on this assignment how dare you get lower than an A" father snapped as he slammed the paper down

"Father I did my best, that potions is of higher level than what I'm supposed to know" I defended

He didn't like that very much seeing as he hit me because of my response.

"Shut up you brat, down in the cellar now" he demanded

I knew what that meant as I rushed towards the cellar and he shut the door locking it. No Enzo to save me this time because Lorenzo was with Theodore in Italy. And so there I lay on the floor beaten, bloodied and bruised to a bad extent of course. And when I apperated to my room after father left I barely made it to the bathroom.

"Weak, freak, monster of a daughter" I growled to myself as I tried cleaning my new wounds

I was beating myself up with words that father and mother always tell me, but when it came time to return to Hogwarts I was different than before. I knew I'd changed but no one tried to question me not even Enzo because deep down he knew what happened. He knew father sent him away for the very reason of him not being able to save me. Father never hit Lorenzo, and I know I should resent Enzo for it but I don't.

Quite the opposite really, I love Enzo to death for trying to protect me. For not being the one taking the hits because I would do it for him any day. I was older by a few minutes at best and I took it as an advantage for sure. I never wanted to see Enzo get hurt and I'd die before I ever let it happen to him in front of me.