Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter or anything related to it. Sniffle SOOOOO I've said and you can't sue me. Err... Yeah.

BTW- this is my first fanfic I've ever posted. Anywhere. Ever. So uh, please be gentle with your reviews. curtseys Err.... ONWARD!

"Gawd, I HATE losing to Potter..." Grumbled Draco Malfoy, throwing his broom down in the Slytherin locker room. "I CAN'T STAND HIM!"

Marcus Flint, captain of the Slytherin team ambled slowly over. "Dun worry about it, Malfoy. We'll get back at them later..." He said in his slow voice.

Malfoy chucked his arm guards at Flint's face, his eyebrow twitching slightly. "YOUR TEAM SUCKS! WHY CAN'T ALL OF YOU BE AS TALENTED AS ME?! My father will be hearing about this... I HATE YOU ALL! squeaky sob I mean... GRRRR!"

With that he stomped out of the room, leaving the rest of his bumbling team to stare after him in bewilderment. He looked up, his gray eyes glinting in the sunlight. He had grown a lot in the past year, and he was now very tall. His blond hair was as meticulous as ever, slightly spiky and shiny. He muttered to himself, as there was no one else around for him to complain to.

His two cronies, Crabbe and Goyle had been recently blown up in a horrible explosion. Harry Potter, the sound of that boy's name made Malfoy sick. Harry Potter had fed Crabbe and Goyle some of the Weasley's Skiving Snackbox treats and they had both simply gone kaboom from explosive diarrhea. Even Madame Pomfrey hadn't been able to save them.

So Malfoy had been alone for a long time, fuming over the fact that Potter had wormed his way out of trouble, even after murdering two students.

A few months after the deaths of his friends, two girls had approached him. They were fifth year Slytherins, a year below him. (But incidentally in some of his classes.) So they had officially replaced Crabbe and Goyle as his too loyal sidekicks. (Fangirls..)

Of course, there was a slight disadvantage in the fact that he no longer had two huge, muscle-bound boys to flank his sides... but hey, it wasn't bad to be seen at almost all times with the only two not-manly girls in his House.

"Where are they...?" He wondered out loud, standing beneath a large tree by the lake. Out of the corner of his eye he could see some third years attempting to lure the squid into eating one of Weasley's Famous Wildfire Whiz-Bangs. It didn't seem too interested as it propelled itself away from the children.

Just as his irritation began to peak, he heard a high-pitched squeal and knew his sidekicks had arrived. His eyes had been closed and when he opened them, one of the girls was laying on the ground at his feet. He assumed that's where the squeal had issued from.

"What... are you doing?" He snapped as she climbed to her feet, helped by her companion.

Cosette, the one who had fallen, looked at Malfoy with huge, watery eyes. "Owww.... I tripped." She said, sniffling. She was short and petite, a quite small in comparison to Malfoy, only reaching the middle of his chest, and she had long, shiny black hair that went halfway down her back in slight waves. Today she wore it two buns with green ribbons to match her tie. Her eyes were gray-blue, and she had a light sprinkling of freckles across her nose. She was intensely cute, and the teachers all let her get away with anything.

Robin shook her head, laughing at Cosette's clumsiness. Robin was tall and slender, perfect build to model for Madam Malkin's Robes for All Occasions. She was just above shoulder height on Malfoy and she had light red hair that fell down below her bottom, perfectly straight at all times, and at the moment it hung loose about her. Her eyes were bright green, greener than those of the famous Potter. She was pretty in the unattainable way that all girls dreamed to be.

They were really quite the pair. Malfoy smiled slightly to himself, pleased that he had the two girls most others envied at his beck and call. "But then..." He thought to himself, watching Robin help clean Cosette off. "I am the most handsome man in the school."

Cosette, who was now completely over her spill, tugged on Malfoy's arm to get his attention. She was looking up at him, cheerful as always. "Hi! We watched the game. You did good!" She said, grinning at him.

Malfoy glared at her. "We lost. Sure- I did make a spectacular catch with the Snitch... but still... the rest of the team lost it."

"Awww, cheer up Draco. You only lost by a few points." Robin said, crossing her arms. "You're still ahead of Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff for the Cup. Just hope Gryffindor gets crushed when they play Ravenclaw. It's only the first game you know."

Cosette nodded, still holding onto Malfoy's robes. "Whatcha wanna do?" She said, swinging his arm slightly back and forth.

Malfoy shook her hand off of him and looked at the two girls, frowning. "I don't care- as long as Potter is out of my sight."

"Potter? He's right there." Robin said, pointing behind Malfoy.

Draco spun around and sure enough, Potter was walking around the lake, surrounded by his usual entourage of six or seven people. Of course the Mudblood Granger and Weasley were with him.

Ron waved at Malfoy, laughing. "Nice game, Draco! Better luck next time!" The others laughed disdainfully and they walked off.

"Potter really isn't that bad, Draco." Cosette said, watching them. "He's pretty nice."

"WHAT?!" Malfoy yelled, scaring her. "POTTER ISN'T THAT BAD?! TRAITOR!" He clutched his wand tightly, brandishing it at her.

"Eeeep! You're scary!" Cosette squeaked, dodging behind the tree they had been standing next to and peaking out at Malfoy.

"Come on, leave her alone. She doesn't mean anything." Robin said, acting as the mediator as usual. Her cool temper kept Malfoy from injuring Cosette most of the time.

Malfoy lowered his wand, but Cosette remained behind the tree. Robin sighed, shaking her head. "Watch your mouth, Cosette. He's going to end up killing you one day."

Draco looked at Robin, smirking. "Maybe so. If Potter can get away with killing Crabbe and Goyle, I could get away with offing that girl."

Cosette's lip trembled. "I'm soooooorrrrryyyyyy."

Malfoy glared at her, then stalked up to the castle, the girls following him closely, chattering together.