"Harry look, it's a toad!" came a shout from just behind Neville. He figured it was about Trevor, his toad, who was currently perched on his shoulder.
"Who would bring a toad to a castle, it'd get so lost. Especially with those death eaters around, and being taken care of by that freak, how does it survive." The new voice was a little ways in front of Neville, and he could tell both were males.
"Leave him alone. He's not a freak, and the only death eaters around is your rat, weaslebee. Just because Neville here has a gallion doesn't mean he'll feel bad for someone whose only ever seen a knut," Draco retorted from right beside Neville.
"Oooh, look, the Malfoy thinks he's so great because he can't even count his allowance. But, wait, is it because it's just too much to count, or is it because, he just, doesn't know how to count," the first voice said.
"Come on Neville, we don't need mudbloods like Weaslebee and Potty to tell us what to do." Draco took Neville's arm, and hurried him away, towards the great hall for dinner.
"who were they?" Neville asked after they had eaten, and were talking with Millicent Bullstroad about what happened.
"Ron Weasley was the one behind us, and Harry Potter was the one in front. Weasley's family is full of blood traiters and is too poor to buy food. That's why he always stuffs his face here. Potter's family is messed up. His pure blood father married a mudblood and had him, and he's just as bad as his father and godfathers. His mum though, she's a different story. She's the head potion brewer for the ministry, and his stepdad's Snape, our head of house. You'd think that'd make him nicer, but... no, it doesn't. He's got brothers and sisters i think younger though, and maybe better than him, but we'll see." Draco informed him.
"so, Neville, what were the muggles like? I mean, we know that muggles are horrible and should be slaves, but what's it really like?" Millicent piped up..
"Slaves? Why should they be slaves? They just don't have magic," Neville said innocently.
"neville, haven't you heard of the dark lord?" she asked.
"No, who's he."
So the rest of the night was spent in the common room explaining to Neville about eh dark lord.
Neville learned that he was a wizard who opposed muggles, muggle borns, and squibs (muggles with magical parents). He also learned that Draco, Millicent, Blaze, and Dafney Grenegrass and Tracy davis opposed him, and were all atempting to switch sides.
That night, Neville went to bed feeling better than he eer had with the dursleys. He had friends, a home, food, and he was learning magic. What more could he want?