Deep in the castle a group of students were being briefed on the challenges that they were about to face. Their professors had set up a little course and paired them up with people that either they didn't get along with or wanted to talk to but were too shy to attempt it. No-one was happy about it, mainly because of who they had been paired with. Hermione was paired with Ron and as soon as the teachers left she started muttering spells to herself thinking about which ones might be most useful. Ron groaned and tried to resist the temptation to strangle her. Neville was paired with Lune, Blaise with Goyle, Pansy with Crabbe, Fred, George and Angelina were in a 3, a special exception because the twins refused to separate and right at the back, Harry was paired with Draco, they looked the most miserable of all. Harry watched as Hermione and Ron agreed on a spell, they walked up to the door, used the spell at the same time and moved on out of the room. The other pairs (and trio) got the idea and they all proceeded through until just Draco and Harry were left.
Draco scowled and spoke "Potter. We're not going to use some stupid Gryffindor spell to get out okay; we need a sneaky Slytherin one, okay?" Potter sighed "Really Draco? Are you unable to call me Harry? Or do you not know that my first name was Harry?" Draco narrowed his eyes, offended but Harry continued speaking "We have to work together and be civil… which means using our first names. And fine, what spell do you suggest we use?" Draco regarded Harry with shock "Po- I mean Harry- You're agreeing with me?" He questioned, Harry nodded "Well yeah, we have to work together to get out don't we?" Draco nodded dumbfoundedly before suggesting a spell to use, Harry agreed and they exited the classroom. When they saw what they had to do they nearly ran back into the classroom, or at least Harry nearly did. They had to get through a maze with tall hedges, but they were no ordinary hedges, the leaves and branches were on fire, the type of fire that never went out but still burnt.
They entered the maze and split up, not bothering to discuss which way they would go to try and get out. A moment later Harry yelped "Draco!" Draco sighed and made his way to Harry warily, wondering what horror had befallen the Golden Boy, the Chosen One. Draco halted abruptly before he got to Harry, he could see Harry out of the corner of his eye but he stood rooted to the spot, frozen by what stood before him.
Harry was dangling from a living tree, but all that Draco really saw was the man before him. An apparition of his father, who was wearing his scariest scowl, the same one he had worn when Draco had made his first friend by himself, needless to say they weren't a pureblood. "Working with Mudbloods are we? I guess I'll have to deal with you more harshly than last time as it doesn't seem to have quite sunk in" Draco yelped, and stepped back, trying to supress the memories of what happened last time. He trembled and closed his eyes, Harry called his name, yelled at him and slowly Draco opened his eyes, his silvery-grey eyes filled with a steely fire.