Narcissa rolled her eyes as she left the kitchen. Her husband was so useless. She heard the door open and her eyes lit up and a smile made it's way onto her face. She rushed out of the room and into the foyer. "Draco!"

Draco was pouting, eyes narrowed. "Stupid Potter."

Narcissa raised an eyebrow. "No hello?"

Draco looked up. "Mum." He started walking away. "I hate him. He's so stupid. And ugly."

Narcissa looked at her son in confusion. "Draco? What are you rambling about."

"I hate Harry Potter." Draco said, eyes filled with such anger, Narcissa took a step back.

"Can I ask why?" Narcissa asked.

"He's stupid. And ugly." Draco said. "His hair sticks up."

"How does that make you hate him?" Narcissa asked.

Draco sat down, looking oh so put out. "He didn't want to be my friend."

Narcissa groaned. "What have I told you about whining?"

"Sorry Mum." Draco said. "I want to be his friend."

"You hate him, but you want to be his friend?" Narcissa asked.

Draco threw his hands up in the air. "It's not fair." He walked away.

Narcissa shook her head, grinning. "My son's in love with Harry Potter." She grinned harder. "Lily would be so proud." Then she began jumping up and down and yelling in excitement.

Lucius walked into the room, eyes widening as he caught sight of his wife. "What are you so happy about?"

Narcissa stopped jumping and yelling and turned to Lucius. "Your son broke Malfoy rule number five." She went down the hallway, skipping.

Lucius looked confused, then his eyes widened. "DRACO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Draco walked into the room, eyes on his father. "What?"

"What did I tell you about the Malfoy rules, boy?" Lucius asked, glaring at his son.

"Always follow them, even if it means death." Draco said.

"Then why has your mother told me you've broken one of them?" Lucius asked.

Draco looked confused. "Which one?"

Lucius glared. "You've broken more than one?"

"No." Draco said. "As far as I know, I haven't broken any of them."

"Your mother said that you'd broken one of them." Lucius stated.

"You said that already. And I'm telling you, I didn't." Draco said.

Lucius looked at his son with narrowed eyes. "Which boy have you been romanticizing?"

Draco's eyes widened. "What?"

"You heard me, Draco." Lucius said, in a deadly silent voice.

"None." Draco said. "I don't even like boys."

Lucius nodded. "Your mother will hear about this." He walked down the hallway in the same direction Narcissa had headed.

Draco stood in the same place for a while, before shrugging and walking back up the stairs.