Chapter 1: Arrival at Hogwarts

The 16-year-old boy walked slowly towards the gate, yes he was home again. Where he went for seven years. It was nothing new to be here, but so much has become strange in all this time.
With one hand he pushed open the large gate that blocked his way inside.
When he had this on, he looked around briefly before slowly making his way to the headmaster's office.
// Yes Dumbledore, I'm back and you won't be able to stop me //
At the top, the boy, who wasn't really one, raised his hand, knocked briefly on the door and waited.
Shortly afterwards he heard the "come in" from inside, which showed him that he could enter. He did the same ...

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Draco and Blaise made their way up to the castle in the rain. Fortunately, there were still the carriages that they now got into. Even from the short walk they had gotten quite wet and Blaise was upset again."Man like I hate potty, weasel and mudblood. They could have waited, but no, they have to take the carriage we want to take. Shit like that too!" You could keep the black-haired man on the drive all the time so listen as he cursed and gave his opinion.
But you didn't care, Draco. The whole time he was watching the rain as it rained down on the earth, the clouds that were so black and passed by. But he didn't see these things, he was far too deep in his thoughts for that. Yes, thinking about the holidays again. Holidays that felt like hell on earth. His father must have experienced something that made him become like this, or it was just a whim of his father. Although you could rely heavily on the latter.
Draco didn't notice Blaise shaking his shoulder and stopping the carriage.
"Draco, human, now come back to you, the carriage stops and you are totally in your thoughts here", shaking his head he looked at the blond-haired man, who looked at him startled and yet a bit confused.Shortly afterwards Draco's cousin pulled Draco out of the carriage with him and up to the castle.

When they reached the top they were about to enter the great hall when they heard a voice from behind. "Oh the ferret is still there too, and I thought you were already accepted into the ranks of the Death Eaters, oh no, I forgot, you have long been", grinning nastily the weasel looked at the two Slytherins, where only one was pretty excited. But this was not the blond-haired man who was actually meant.
Draco, who was already floating in his thoughts again, sighed softly and now looked at Ron and said in his cold, Malfoy-like way: "Oh Wiesel, I would rather shut up if I were you. Look at you with your clothes from the old clothes collection or no, you'd rather find these things in the garbage can. Better to be a Death Eater than to be like you! "
In order to have his opinion known, he stepped with Blaise into the great hall to the Slytherin table and left an angry Weasley standing with his friends Potter and Granger.~~~~~

What none of the quarreling noticed was the person who stood above the stairs and watched attentively.
// It's already interesting to watch // He walked slowly down the remaining steps, only to disappear into the hall shortly afterwards.
There the boy sat down at the Slytherin table and looked around in silence.
That some eyed him with interest didn't bother him at all, let them do it, he would take Hogwarts anyway and turn everything around here.
When he glanced at a blonde Slytherin, his eyes showed something of astonishment.
What had happened at Malfoy Mansion that summer that this boy was so different.
You only saw it if you knew Draco pretty well or just had a grasp of it.
Only two people in this room had noticed that something was wrong with the boy, the rest thought nothing further, since they only saw the boy who, like every year, took his place as Slytherin prince and Mudblood.These two were none other than Blaise Zabini and the strange boy who it wasn't.

~ To be continued ~

So, that's it again for now
A few commis again, please
bye Devil and Anna