In many normal schools, there are social hierarchies. The Queen Bees, Jocks, Talenteds, are at the top. Druggies, fine artists, normies, are in the middle. The loners, nerds, and geeks, are in the bottom. But in Hogwarts—it's pretty much the same thing. But more sophisticated, with grace, and much more subtle. Draco Malfoy. He is a Slytherin. Ambitious, cunning, full of poise, pure-blooded, and absolutely perfect. At least to the public eye. Many people, boys and girls alike, favor him because of his arrogant personality. Everybody loves a bad boy. Especially one that's smug and pretentious, it gives them the illusion that they could somehow fix him. Turn him soft, devoting, and utterly in love. That's why when you accidentally meet him, full of peace, in the astronomy tower—he thinks you are one of them. The same as the others. Always full of intent to make him different. You just want to be his friend. You're curious what kind of person he is, when he's not who he's pretending to be. He reluctantly agrees to be your friend. Read the premise for more.