Draco Malfoy was sitting on the couch in the Slytherin common room. It was now his seventh year and he was actually glad to be back at Hogwarts. The summer was horrible because Lord Voldemort was not pleased with him for not killing Dumbledore. His own parents were practically slaves to the Dark Lord after he did not succeed in his task. They had offered the Malfoy Manor as the headquarters for the Death Eaters and Voldemort. His parents were still considered trash to their Lord, and he knew it was his fault. He was glad to be sitting between his two friends, Crabbe and Goyle, to escape this hell known as his life.

Draco sat there quietly while his two lackeys shoved their mouths full of candy. He did not mind considering it was their usual routine, and it was far better then staying at the Manor to be yelled at and ridiculed. He stared at the girl sitting on the sofa across from them. Her nose was in a book, which was fairly different for a Slytherin. He watched her flip the page, and he studied her brown curly hair, which fell to the middle of her back and down her sides. She had become taller and more beautiful over the years, and Draco was glad she did not inherit her brother's looks. Yes, he was very glad Gabriella Goyle looked nothing like her brother, Gregory Goyle.

The fact is, Gabriella Goyle had always been there, but she was more in the shadows. Draco had met her back in his second year when she was a first year, and he was shocked to learn Goyle had a sister. He had never mentioned his sister, and now she was a sixth year, only a year younger, and Draco could barely remember Goyle mentioning her throughout the years. She was different from other Slytherins; always reading a lot and doing her own homework. She never beat up or paid other students to do her work for her, and yet she always received excellent grades. Draco did not understand why she was not in Ravenclaw or friends with someone like Hermione Granger, but he left her alone because she was Goyle's sister and she did not bother them.

Draco never had a problem with Gabriella, or Gabby, as Goyle called her. She would follow them around sometimes, but it was usually to talk to her brother. She was never in their way, and she never pestered them. He never understood why she wasn't a part of their little group, but then again, he had never given it much thought. He wondered if she even had any friends. He could recall seeing Pansy talking to her one time, but when he overheard them, Pansy was just trying to get information about Goyle. Draco came to learn about Pansy's true nature. She was the type who would try and get a guy, but when he rejected her, she would move onto the next one. She had tried too hard to be with him, so he blew her off, and this is why he assumed she was talking to Gabriella about Goyle. He was probably her next target.

Draco always had Slytherin girls coming onto him, but he never paid much attention to them. Gabriella had never showed interest in him. She was different then Pansy; more reserved, which explained her always reading and completing her schoolwork. It was no shock to him when she had become a prefect in her year. He was still the prefect in his year after he did not become Head Boy. It did not bother him, considering he did not want the responsibility. He even expected to not receive the position since he had shamed Voldemort, and Snape was now the Headmaster at Hogwarts.

Draco watched as Gabriella closed her book and sat up from the couch. She walked off to the girl's dormitory for the night. Draco turned his attention to Goyle who was still eating candy with Crabbe. "It occurred to me that your sister has been attending this school for six years now, and we know nothing about her." He explained.

Goyle just shrugged as if he wasn't interested in the topic.

"Well, you don't talk about her." Draco mentioned.

"We're close at home," explained Goyle. "It's just different here."

"She's not like other Slytherins." Draco said, stating the obvious.

Goyle started laughing. "Obviously you don't know her." He said, between laughs.

Draco raised an eyebrow as he suddenly became interested. He wanted to know what Goyle meant. "Why?" He asked.

"Let's just say," paused Goyle, "you don't want to take her baby doll when she's five years old."

Draco became even more intrigued. "Why?" He asked, needing to know more.

"My room looked like a tornado hit it. Everything was scattered and broken, and even some of my toys went missing," explained Goyle, not happy as he remembered the event. "And this was before we could even use magic. She did that with her bare hands."

Draco smirked as he thought the story was kind of funny. He could not picture someone so reserved as Gabriella doing such a thing. "Oh, and you remember that black eye Pansy had last year?" asked Goyle. "She didn't get it from falling on a door knob. Gabby gave her that black eye."

Draco gave him a confused look. "What? Why did she do that?" He asked.

"Pansy wouldn't leave her alone," replied Goyle. "She kept asking Gabby things about me, and when she wouldn't respond, Pansy made fun of her, so Gabby punched her."

Draco snickered. "It was one of Pansy's better looks." He teased.

Goyle and Crabbe laughed. "Yeah, but wait until you hear Crabbe's story." Goyle mentioned.

Draco turned his attention to Crabbe. "What?" He questioned, wanting to hear this story.

"I got kind of fresh with her last year and she kicked me in the balls." Crabbe explained.

Draco raised an eyebrow at him. "Fresh?" He questioned, as he began to laugh.

"I couldn't help it. She became hot." Crabbe said, sounding stupid as if he knew nothing about girls.

Goyle picked up the couch pillow and threw it at Crabbe. It hit him straight in the face, but he didn't seem phased as he sat the pillow aside. "Eww!" exclaimed Goyle. "Don't talk about my sister like that."

Draco laughed at the both of them, and then stood up from the couch. "I'm going to crash for the night." He said, before walking off and heading to the boys' dorms.

Goyle and Crabbe were close behind as Draco changed into his pajamas. He crawled into bed and a smirk came across his face as he thought about the stories he had heard about Gabriella. Then, he closed his eyes and fell asleep until tomorrow waited for him.