He sat on the window seat in the room for quite some time before he realized that he actually had classes to attend to. Sighing and recomposing himself to his usual scowl, he headed out of the door to the room.

The final day of classes were mostly filled with things that they didn't necessarily need to know, but what the professors though would make the students anxious for the next term. With an extremely dull and uninterested look on his face, he listened to the professor drone on and on about how Amorentita was a very complex and the most dangerous potion in the room simply because it was the strongest love potion in the world.

Love. Draco didn't quite know the meaning of love. He had never felt it for anyone, never been given it as a child. What exactly was love? Did it even exist? Perhaps, but not in Draco's life. Pansy claimed to love Draco; they all knew it was because he was a pureblood. Their families expected it of them. How could you expect something that you were never given in the first place?

Draco made a very large effort to sit as far away as possible from Harry while still being able to see him. No doubt he'd be sitting with those two idiots until they got off the express. God, he hated himself. He hated that he was actually mildly excited about this. He was such a pathetic excuse for a Malfoy.

Feigning a very disinterested look, he rest his chin in his hand and stared out of the car he sat in with Blaise and Pansy. He'd mastered faking interest in them long ago. He nodded his head and laughed at the right times. His mind had been somewhere else since 4th year. Ever since he made the bet with his father about who would win the Triwizard tournament and he voted on Harry.

Draco saw Harry's emerald orbs searching for him and for a moment he looked away and out of the widow of the car he was sitting in. The countryside was fading fast- an indication that they were nearing the station. His suspicion was confirmed by students standing up and grabbing things they had taken on the train with them. Draco let out a heavy sigh and picked up his bag.

Soon enough, the train pulled into the station and students were saying final goodbyes. Once the train had stopped, Draco had made a quick exit. He leaned against a stone pillar on the platform, eyes cast downwards, a frown on his face. He hoped no one would notice the tall figure of his father wasn't there this time. The blonde stood there for what seemed like forever waiting on most of the students to disappear. It seemed like another forever before he looked up and saw Harry walking towards him. Grabbing his bag from the ground, he walked towards Harry.

"Are you finally ready to leave, Potter?"

Harry simply frowned at Draco.

"Unfortunately. Let's go before someone sees us. "

Harry walked ahead of him, thru the platform, and into the real station. Draco sluggishly followed behind him.

He saw Harry point to a group of three people standing by an old looking car.

"That's my family." said Harry and paused for a moment as if he was thinking.

"You ought be civil with them. They don't appreciate anything about magic being spoken or shown in their house. If I were you, I'd stay away from my cousin, Dudley."

Draco scoffed at seeing the rather heavy-set people Harry called family.

"Are they even aware I'm coming, Potter?"

The blonde smirked to himself. Oh, muggles are so fun to torment. He could only imagine the fun he'd have with this lot.

Harry didn't answer.

"No matter. Let's go then."

He took off swiftly, advancing towards the three people next to the car much ahead of Harry. As soon as he reached them, he looked straight into the man's eyes.

"Hello," he said cooly.

"I'm not sure if you're aware, but you'll be housing me for the summer and if you give me any kind of trouble..."

Draco paused to gently finger his wand in front of the trio.

"I won't hesitate to use this."

With his last remark, he threw his bag into the back seat and sat down.

By the time Harry had reached the car, looking quite terrified, the man looked almost the exact colour as a plum. Draco thought he might explode.

The man issued a growl and shoved Harry into the car rather roughly.

"You've got some explaining to do, boy! Quite a lot of it!"

As the trio got into the car, Harry hissed at Draco under his breath.

"Great going, Malfoy. Really great."

Draco simply offered him his most innocent smirk.

"What did I do?"

The blonde laughed to himself, seeing that it was talking all of Harry's willpower not to punch Draco in the face.

[So there we go. Sorry this chapter is kinda blah. I lost my muse for about a week and just recently got it back! Anyways, I hope it wasn't too bad. Tell me what you think!

xoxo, Gabe.]