There would no longer be these hot summer night's shared, lights flashing through the dim foggy atmosphere of the cities clubs. The bass of the music pounding down on her chest, bodies all around her; moving, dancing, twisting, writhing to the intoxicating rhythm. Sara would miss these nights. She counted them down as the day she would get on the train for the last time drew nearer.

Sara Hastings, a seventh year from the Slytherin house. The absolute picture of what a Slytherin girl was supposed to be, popular, intelligent, desirable and yet she hated it. She hated what the house had come to stand for and more than anything she hated her counterpart, Malfoy. The name made her want to vomit, and she was almost positive that the feeling was mutual.

At the moment she was out with a few of her best friends, here for the last week of summer with her to shop and get ready for school, by day anyway. They had been sneaking out to come dancing at this club almost every night for the past couple of days. Her mother slept to heavily from all of the liquor she drank and her father was to busy working at the ministry to care. Him and Lucius, Malfoy's father worked quite closely and so her and Malfoy had been subject to being placed in the same room together on numerous occasions though she always did a wonderful job of pretending he didn't exist.

Here dancing with her were her best friends Anna and Cassie. Anna also in the Slytherin house wasn't exactly what you would expect from a Slytherin and Sara found it absolutely addicting being around her. She was absolutely gorgeous but more times then not she was overlooked, like a gem trapped in a piece of stone. 6'2 with a radiant smile and long black hair she was what most would consider a real witch. She had the chronic habit of dying pieces of her hair unnatural colors and getting parts of her body tattooed or pierced, though not as much as she would have liked. Despite her dress she was disturbingly level headed and exceptionally good on a broomstick.

Cassie on the other hand dressed very much like Sara did, nothing special and quite normally. On the other hand she was positively eccentric and obsessed with divination (The really scary part is how accurate she always seemed to be, and when her clairvoyance would suddenly kick in).

But everyone needed one of those didn't they? The combination of the two of them never failed to leave Sara in stitches, literally. They were constantly getting themselves into some sort of trouble though nothing they couldn't really handle on their own.

"Sara, we should get going it's almost two. Your dad might actually realize that those snoring pillows aren't us" Anna said with a bit of her sarcastic humor thrown into the end. She hadn't been keen on the idea of using the pillows, but that was just her ego talking.

"You just don't want to admit that you snore" Sara shot back with a smile plastered on her face. It was almost irresistible to just egg her on. Cassie just walked with them to the doors with a smirk on her face. You never could tell what she was thinking or, plotting and it appeared that she was doing just that right now.

"Do you think we should take the night bus?" Asked Anna, groping through her pockets for some money.

"nah, I don't think the streets are that dangerous…. Lets just walk" Replied Cassie, her tone of voice flat and her eyes slightly out of focus.

"By the way Sara, you received your prefect badge finally , and naturally for mine it's Harry and Hermione again…though I think there's something else about the position this year, Its to fuzzy for me to make out."

Sara wasn't really surprised by this news. She knew that she was prefect already, though the owl with her badge had gotten lost somewhere and she had to wait longer to receive it. Fortunately it had come in time because tomorrow they had to get on the train.

Sneaking back into the house was a breeze, and her father wasn't even home. Probably out late, or early for that matter at the ministry again. It wasn't uncommon for him to do so.

Dreams of school flooded her head as she slept, she would miss the summer nights but then again she couldn't help but be exited about her last year of school.

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"Come on Sara lets go!" screeched Anna, running with her trunk pulling behind her, jumping up every time it hit a crack in the pavement. Cassie and Sara followed at a similar pace behind her the three of the racing time to catch the punctual train.

The three of them had slept late after Sara's mother failed to wake them up. Of coarse she was passed out on the couch with a massive hangover. The three though had successfully managed to make it to the train station on their own having previously arranged an escort car.

They made it on the train just as it let out its final scream to board the train. Any stragglers at this point would be left behind.

The three of them were still looking for a booth as the train started moving. Most of the booths had been completely filled up with reminiscing friends. They after 15 minutes or so were at the end of the train, and the last booth. There were only three people inside, so there was just enough room for the three of them to sit down.. Sara didn't really look to see who was inside, she just walked in seeing the empty seats , placing her trunk underneath the seat. She didn't realize that both Anna and Cassie had yet to follow suit, and when she looked up to see what was keeping them she found herself face to face with Draco Malfoy.

He was smirking his little know it all smirk ,and Sara simply couldn't hold back her grimace.

"Malfoy…."

"Hastings…, what a nice surprise. Why not take a seat?"

Malfoy's words though they would look nice on paper were condescending in tone, and his smirk, his infamous smirk was plastered to his pale weasle-y little face. Anan and Cassie though finally got themselves settled, sitting next to Malfoy and fighting over the window seat, that farthest from him with small jabs and pushes. Eventually they simply crowded together giving them and Malfoy about a foot of breathing room. Unfortunately this left Sara sitting not only next to Pansy and Zambini but directly across from Malfoy.

All that Anna and Cassie seemed to be willing to do was smile weakly and shrug apologetically. Sara's face remained stony. They would know her wrath later when they got of the train, and not surrounded by complete asses. Her only blessing was that she was next to pansy and not Zambini, who had some chromic disease that caused him to drool over her, and she was quite fond of the idea of her robes remaining clean and not dribbled on.

Draco sitting across from her adverted his vision to the window, he was deep in thought now, plotting. The idea had struck him as soon as he saw Sara and her disheveled little crew come through the door.

Sara had never taken a liking to him, Draco knew this. They had been forced to meet even before school and even then Sara just seemed to be made sick by the very thought of him, witch was rather unfortunate because well…. She was quite the piece of ar-… yes. That's when it occurred to him, this year she would be his. He knew it would be difficult yes, but he did like a challenge didn't he. There was nothing exiting about landing a girl like Pansy, who was already ready to throw herself at him on a moments notice, and who also looked quite annoyed to be sitting next to Sara. There was just another incentive, to drive that incessant Pansy off.

The entire car let the ride pass in silence. Draco was silently laughing at his plans perfection, Anna and Cassie were attempting to telepathically scream they were sorry to Sara, Sara was attempting to not vomit as Zambini practically drooled on himself and Pansy was like Anna and Cassie throwing useless mental signals to Malfoy trying to get him to look at her, witch he wasn't and didn't the entire ride.

The two parties separated rather hastily, Anna Cassie and Sara darting out as fast as they could , knowing that the house elves would retrieve their trunks and deliver them to the appropriate rooms.

They were about to get in a coach together when Hagrid walked over and stopped Sara, seeing her prefect badge.

"Miss Sara, sorry but All prefects have to ride up to the castle with their counterparts in their own designated coach. School rules."

Sara was only mildly distraught, her partner was quite tolerable, Theodore Nott. He was a relatively quiet boy, not one of many words anyway and him and Sara got along just fine. Even better him and Malfoy did not get along just fine.

She could see the coach with the Slytherin emblem on the side just up ahead, and she quickly ran up to it and hopped inside. She was about to address Nott in they're typical manner when she realized that something was terribly wrong…. This boy sitting next to her was not Theodore Nott…It was….Malfoy!

"I'm afraid you've got the wrong coach Malfoy, this is for Prefects only."

"What, hasn't anyone told you?" He asked, that trademark smirk there again. "Nott's dropped out of school, said something about not being able to take it after his father was send to Azkaban."

Sara could do nothing but stare in absolute disbelief. This couldn't be happening, not this year of all years.

"So Dumbledore assigned me to take his place…."

Sara was practically hanging on his pause, she knew something else was coming.

"Oh yeah, and this year they found an extra dormitory, so All prefects will be dorming together with their counterpart prefect"

Malfoy couldn't help but laugh to himself for a moment. The look on Hastings face was absolutely priceless, though in a moment or so It turned from shock into utter hate witch only pleased him more. Despite the fact that he had plans to seduce Sara he still couldn't help but derive joy from her obvious displeasure, but then again what did you want from him? He was Draco Malfoy after all.