Time setting: A week has gone by.

Leaving breakfast early on Monday morning, I hurry to my house and retrieve my books. I meet Leah outside the hall and she tells me that Chelsa has gone ahead. Shrugging lightly, I walk with her out of the castle.Walking down to class, I hear a rip and feel my bag. Feeling nothing, I look over to Leah's bag. "Leah, your bag is ripped, how much do you carry in that thing?"

"Only my school supplies and."Leah's eyes go wide as she sets down the bag and searches through it. Lifting her head up, she looks to me "Blimy, the book I borrowed from the library accidentally lost its corner cover and the metal dug into my bag."

Shaking my head, I examine her bag. "I'm sure one of the professors has spell-o tape, don't worry."

"I have spell-o tape, want to use some?" A shy voice behind us says.

Standing up, I place a hand on my wand in my robes and turn around. There, in front of me, is Ginny Weasley. Behind her, walking out of a porthole, are Hermione Granger, Harry Potter and Ron Weasley, talking to someone behind them. She turns to look to them, then back to me. Quietly, with a touch of kindness in her voice, she asks again. "Would you like to use mine?"

My emerald gaze on her, I study her. A sneer comes over my lips. "You probably got it on sale, Weasley. You just want her bag to tear further."


Ginny shrinks back at that comment and bumps into Hermione accidentally. Looking back to Leah, I can see she is patiently waiting. "Lets go 'Tasha..we don't want to be late."

Nodding, I turn to go when I fell a hand on my shoulder and hear a voice. "Just a minute malfoy midget. You didn't have to say that to my sister, she was only trying to be nice."

"Yeah..I think you owe her an apology. Now. We know we were mean to you, but that's no reason to get on our little sisters case." Another hand falls on my other shoulder.

Turning around, I look up, at the twin faces from before. Their blue eyes (or is it green, I can't remember. Please no flames on not remembering eye color.) having a flare to them. A smirk coming over my lips, I stand unafraid "Are you still here? All you need is one more "prank" and you'll be expelled."

A defensive look comes over their faces and I quickly duck, their hands falling from my shoulders. Rising again, I look up to see they are joined by a close to fuming, Ron and a very calm Hermione, most likely telling him to cool it, silently. Hermione is the first one to speak, the twins trying to come up with a come back, I bet. "Ginnys' spell-o tape is just as good as any professors tape would be, but you and your family are to blind to love and kindness to see that."

The smirk fading a bit, I hold back my urge to slap her for insulting my family and try to come up with a suitable insult, but fail to find any. "Without love, Granger, Draco and I wouldn't be here."

"The day I see a Malfoy show affection in public is the day that I'll kiss Draco."

I say nothing to her comment and just scowl. My silence seems to cause joy in the Weasley twins as one smirks. "That black cat finally got your tongue, malfoy? No curses or hexes for us?"

"Your family already IS cursed, Weasley."

"Only with the fact that our father has to clean up YOUR father's illegal, clearly not covered, bewitching messes. "

Any patience I have pretty much vanishes from me as I suddenly kick up at the twin who just insulted my father. My foot connecting with his groin (no flames for this either, please.). Both twins' eyes going wide, as the one I kicked, just doubles over. Ron, Hermione and Harry just stare at me obviously surprised. The surprise wearing off as I feel a hand grip my arm and Leah drags me off. I can see Hermione and Harry restraining Ron from running after me.

Arriving at the greenhouse, I go over to the other Slytherins that have gotten there before us. Chelsa makes her way over to me before I can even get to the small crowd.

"Did you REALLY kick A Weasley in the forbidden zone?"

"Yes, and he deserved every bit of the pain he received." I reply calmly, a small smirk on my lips.

"Oh my gosh, you are SO going to be in trouble if McGonagall finds out, Natasha." Her tone showing her surprise, her eyes wide with amazement.

I shrug and brush a blonde strand out of my face. "So? He deserved it. Not only for the prank in the hall, but for insulting my father."

Chelsa opens her mouth to say something, just as the door to the greenhouse opens and a professor comes out. His voice is stern and gaze strict as he looks over us, his stiff robes remind me of an army leader I saw in a book somewhere.

"Well, don't just stand there, come in. Your teacher has come down with the flu and I will be filling in for her on her absence. Pair up and go to your workstations. We will be learning about Witch Hazel and start growing our own, today. My name is Professor Blake. There will be absolutely no goofing off while I am teaching."

Letting Chelsa go before me, I quickly move in and over to my usual spot. Pairing up with Leah, I see Chelsa being paired with a boy from Hufflepuff. Opening my book, I look over at the teacher as he stands in front of a single station. He looks out of place, in his stiff blue robes, brown hair trimmed to an inch, hard slate blue gaze and stern manner. Amongst a lovely, lush, greenhouse setting. Sort of like my father in my mothers garden. My thoughts are shaken before I can go on comparing and the lesson begins.