"A pure blood is meant to be with another pure blood." Being the daughter of a pure-blooded L/N has its perks. Extra help, high respects, and feared among most of the students. No bullying and no one messing with her. Except one person. The Slytherin Prince-Draco Malfoy, Hogwarts' notorious bad boy-just so happens to be the son of your mother's friend. From a young age, you're expected to be friends with this boy. Emotionally detached, cold, and arrogant, Draco has never let anyone get close to him. Even when you first met you hated each other. But, as they say, a pure blood is meant to be with another pure blood. Is it fate? Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from Harry Potter and I may have twisted the story's plot slightly, but please excuse that.