Disclaimer: I may not own Harry Potter in real life, but he is mine in my dreams...hehehe gazes into the distance

Harry walked into the Entrance Hall of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. He breathed in the scent of the school he so loved, the place he called home. With its cascading light, dancing through the stained-glass windows, all the colours one could imagine and the scent of old stone ridden with moss in his nostrils, it was hard not to fall in love with the place. He couldn't think of a single person who wasn't happy here.

"Ow!" Harry was shoved aside during his moment of reflection.

"Watch it, Scarhead!" It was Draco Malfoy who said this, Harry loathed the handsome sleek-haired blonde boy with all his might. He grabbed Harry by his shaggy black hair and shoved him backwards. "Some of us are trying to walk here."

I guess he hates it here, Harry thought to himself. Of course Malfoy hates it here.His father is a Death Eater and being right under Albus Dumbledore's nose must make Malfoy furious! He didn't understand how Malfoy could hate a man like Dumbledore. Dumbledore had been like a father to Harry ever since he came to Hogwarts. Harry was so greatful for this treatment because he had no father, and that someone, especially Albus Dumbledore, cared about his safety and his sanity meant much to him. Malfoy could probably never comprehend that; his father treats him like a little doll to lavish.

"Arg! Potter! That boy is so abominable!" Shouted Draco at his cronies, Crabbe and Goyle after they had returned to their Slytherine Common Room. "He just makes me want to—Ugh!" But Draco knew why he was so angry with Potter; though he would never, ever reveal it to anyone. He hated that boy, so loved by all, so many friends and no father. Draco hated him most because he had no parents. Potter has it easy! Draco sneered to himself as he thought this. He hated his parents with all his might; they forced him to comply with every request they made, no matter how horrendous or destructive. He didn't respect either of them at all. His father hadn't done an honest days work in all his life, and his mother, well she hadn't done anything all her life. On top of that, whenever he worked up the courage to say no to them, he was always shoved to the floor, whimpering in a mass of misery until he finally gave in. He had learned not to stand up for himself anymore, and found it easier to take it out on Potter, who's life was so fantastic compared to Draco's that he just wished he could trade places for a day or two to get away from it all.

"What's abominable mean, Malfoy?" Asked Goyle after trying to sort out the meaning in his own thick head.

But Draco ignored him, "Crabbe, Goyle, come on. Let's go get some food from the Great Hall."

"Uhh...what?" said Crabbe, looking up from the fire.

Malfoy had already jogged halfway up the stairs to the door, not waiting for his cohorts knowing they would rush after him.

In the Great Hall, Harry and Seamus were enjoying a game of Wizard Chess while Ron looked on, laughing at how badly they were playing.

"Hah! You two couldn't beat me with your heads combined!" Ron chortled.

"Oh yeah?" Seamus challenged, his Scottish pride evidently boiling up to his cheeks. "Well we will an' we'll beat 'ya too, won't we 'Arry?"

"Eh, I'm not really in the mood anymore," Harry said, looking to the left and spotting Malfoy. "I'm going to go back to the Common Room and study with Hermione."

"Wha-what?" said a shocked Seamus, "You're going to study 'stead o' playin' Wizard Chess? I guess he really ain't in the mood, is 'ee? Unless it be Hermione he's after, eh?" His eyes crinkled as he laughed and nudged Ron, who obviously wasn't enjoying the joke as much as Seamus was.

"Oh, shove off you two!" And Harry gathered his books and stalked off, deliberately banging into Malfoy.

"Oi, watch it Scarhead! If you smack into me again, I'll hex you so you won't know what hit you."

"Oh, I'm sorry your majesty!" retorted Harry. And he ran off, hoping that Malfoy would be as slow in the head as Dudley was. But it was to no avail; Malfoy was just as light and fast as Harry and soon began chasing after him.

Nina's Insaneness: "What will become of Harry? Will Draco fulfill his threat to hex Harry? FIND OUT IN THE NEXT ISSUE-"
Nina's Sanity: "Um...what are you doing?"
Nina's Insaneness: "I...I don't know...Shut up."
Nina's Sanity: "Roiiiiiiight. So, kids, whadaya think?"