I'm not even going to try to ask how you, unknowing web surfer, got to this wonderous page about *ME* without knowing who I am. Perhaps a friend mentioned it to you; perhaps your name is Draco and you wanted to know what you were doing. Whatever it is that led you here, you are utterly confused who this handsome blonde stud is, and why he is so utterly awesome.

My name is Draco Malfoy. Strange, you say? Let's see how strange it is compared to your fat head when I'm done with it!

I am the only son of the most prominent wizarding family in Britian--easily the world as well. The Malfoys have been powerful since before real power has even been recognised in the world. I am, by birthright, unsuprisingly superior to most other wizards you might meet--so be happy that you've been personally introduced.

I attend Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry each year; I am now entering my fifth year there at fifteen and a half years. Of course, at the school I am quite popular and hold a respectable position on the Quidditch team. I plan to try out for the regional team in a few years, and with my father's influence, I have a good chance of getting it.

That is, supposing Potter dosn't get in my way.

Oh, yes, you want to hear about this Potter now. Got his own book series and all. You probably think he's the king of the world, and I'm sure he would agree with you. Big fat git! Thinks he owns the planet, and thanks to that stupid scar and the Dark Lord's little backfired spell, he practically does.

And he's soooo handsome. Oh, Harry, Harry Potter, you're soooooooo dreamy. I loooove you. I wanna have your baaaaabies. If I have to listen to any more of that this year, I think I'll kill myself.

Or him.

Anyway, if you want to learn more about stupid Potter, get off of my site and don't think about coming back! Those Harry Potter fans make me absolutely sick. Get lost!