Ok, I kinda love Tom Felton, so I kinda love Draco. The video above made me cry. ONLY A LITTLE BIT. That just makes me sound soft and weak and a true Harry Potter fan would know some of the clips are not in context at all but still its amazing, props to the video maker.
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Draco's POV

Slamming the door to my dormitory I pant out of breath, for once glad no one wanted to bunk with me.

"Oh God! What I have I done?" I think to myself as I bump my head against the door frame. I had her, her wand back and she stabs me in the stomach with it. Not even a spell.

She's going to tell everyone, now I'll never go back to being feared.

All I want is to be normal. Get away from all this. All I want is to forget my stupid family and their stupid beliefs.

All I want. Is to be forgotten.

I want to live out my life normally as planned I want to have children I want them to come to this school. And all I want is a friend to do it with.

I should have never trusted Ginny Weasley. She already knows who I am and what I've done. She is so kind. I don't even care if she and Potter patched things up. She is the person who could help me. I should I had never had corners her. I could have written, but then she would have had proof.

I just want to make up, and be good, for all those times I never could! Why is this so hard?

"I'm leaving," I say aloud to no one. Grabbing a rucksack I throw a few things in and March from those God-forsaken dungeons.

Trudging toward the great hall I try to hide my shaking face through a sneer. I am so close to the door. The firm oak was inches away from my fingertips.

"Tsk, Mr. Malfoy. I don't think it is wise for you to be leaving quite yet. Having you had only just started your year. And the Headmistress has graciously allowed you to return. So if I may be so bold to suggest you return to your common room." The long drawing voice of Slughorn as he looks at me, chocolate in hand, and his fat belly sticking out from underneath his silk pajamas.

"Preferably sooner than later Mr. Malfoy." He says in response to my silence.

My face frozen in a sneer, looks at him before I tear my head away in disgust with myself(and the saliva filled violate coming from the corners of his mouth).

Quaking and shaking my head regretfully I dump my bag at the stans and head to the Room of Requirement. It's always easier to sleep there.

One month eaten bed surrounded by a pile of junk greets me. The smell of must and mold are comforting. The room has even been so gracious as to leave me a bottle of fire whiskey.

At least I will sleep tonight.

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Will Ginny and Draco become friends?
Sorry for the short story part the next ones will be better I didn't want to drag out the whole Draco thing in THAT chapter. But don't worry, you will see more of him.