The sun burned his eyes as he walked down from the Slytherin room to a rusty old cabin. Draco was feeling tired and sick. Plus annoyed by his 2 (only friends) Crabbe and Goyle.

"Damn. We have class with those stupid Gryffindors." Draco growled as Crabbe and Goyle groaned.

It was Draco Malfoy's 4th year in Hogwarts Witchcraft and Wizardry school. He was 14 and was known as a bully to everyone that wasn't in Slytherin. Especially to his enemy.... Harry Potter. He hated Harry. Even though he'd never admit it.....He was jealous.

"Gud mornin' everyone! Please take out yer books and someone tell meh wut that animal over thur is." Hagrid, the giant-like teacher of the "Care of Magical Creatures" class, pointed to a weird looking creature.

It was a big cockroach looking thing with fins and feathers and big sharp teeth. "Oh that's an easy one. Its called a minette." Bragged a bushy haired girl from the crowd.

It was Hermione Granger. She was Harry's best friends. So, of course, she was put in Draco's "hate list" as well.

"Well done 'Mione! 10 points to Gryffindor!" Hargid smiled. Draco seemed to get colder by the minute as the Gryffindors clapped and congratulated Hermione.

"I hate that stupid girl!" Draco breathed to himself.

Class went by quickly and Draco was the first to leave.

"That's strange." Ron said confusedly to Harry as they waved goodbye to Hagrid, "Malfoy didn't say anything to us!"

Ron Weasley, a red head boy, hated Malfoy as much as Harry did. Ron wasn't THAT smart. So it's kind of a mixture; Ron the funny dummy, Harry the popular dork, and Hermione the bragging smarty.

"Thank goodness! If he DID talk to us...he'd ruin my day! Actually, I'm already having a bad day!" Hermione sulked.

"Why?" Harry asked not really paying any attention to what either of them were saying.

"Because I got an -A on our test!" Hermione moaned.

"Oh shutup Mione! I got an F and you're sad about an A!!"

The two argued as they walked toward the Gryffindor Common room. Meanwhlile, Harry was in his own world...dazing off and wishing he could go to bed.

"GOYLE!!" Draco shouted for his enormous friend, "What the hell are you doing in there!?!?".

Golye had been in the bathroom for an hour now. Who knows what he was doing in there.

"HURRY UP!!! I NEED TO TAKE A CRAP!!!" Draco was getting impatient and, by the look on his face, he was ready to break the door down.

"Uh.....sorry....coming" Goyle opened the door and waited sacredly for Draco to scoled him.

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING IN THERE?"

"Umm......I was......reading." Goyle replied uneasily.

"I didn't know you could read." Draco replied calming down.

Then, continuing to feel sick, Draco walked into the bathroom.