I was running and I couldn't stop. I didn't know to where or why, but I knew if I stopped, I would die.

The wind was blowing wildly and rain was falling hard, soaking me to the bone. I slowly begin to slow down as I grew tired. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't keep going.

Soon I had to stop and catch my breath. That is when I heard it, cold laughter. One that I had heard all my life and have learned to fear. A figure came towards me slowly with the laughter ringing in my ears.

 " Foolish. Weak. Scum. "

No matter what I did, the voice got louder.
Then,
I woke up.

It was two days before I headed back to school. I already had everything I need for my 5th year. I already had everything packed and I was staying in a rest area at the station. Sad I know. Me, a Malfoy...a former Malfoy sleeping in a train station.
As I waited, I read. I had meant to read over the 5th year potions book over the summer, but father found out my interest in a boy.
This is going to be a fun year....