Author's note: I don't own Harry Potter. This doesn't make much sense, but its kinda funny. I wrote it for English if your wondering. Please read & review!!



On the way to the Gryfindor common room Harry bumped into Draco causing them both to fall backwards. They both stood up mumbling apologies as they picked up their books, never looking at each other. When they finished picking up their books they looked to see who they bumped into.

"Watch where your going Potter," Draco sneered.

"Same to you Malfoy," Harry hissed back.

"To bad your mother was a mudblood," Draco remarked, "Maybe if she wasn't you'd have some sense in that little head of yours."

"Oh, and this is coming from you whose mother looks like she has some foul scent under her nose." Harry said back.

"Don't count on winning Quidditch this weekend if you can't even see where your going," Draco jokes.

"We've won against you before, we'll do it again," Harry retorted.

"Don't go day dreaming then," Draco added.

"You couldn't even find the snitch with three eyes," Harry retaliated.

"Be careful being friends with Ron, he may run you out of money," Draco said.

Harry fought back with, "I could never be poorer then you!"

"Your such a jerk Harry!" Draco yelled.

"Why are you so mean?" Harry asked. Draco pondered about the answer to this.

"B-because I need someone to yell at instead of my father, Draco said a little hesitantly.

"What?" Harry asked confused.

Draco sat against a wall looking out to nothing for a long while.

"I don't hate you," he finally said.

"Did I miss something here?" Harry asked sitting next to him.

"I hate my father not you, but if I yell at him he'll beat me. I'm also actually a little jealous of you," Draco explained.

"So you just yell at me, Ron, and Hermione because you needed to flame your anger somewhere?" Harry asked, now wicked confused.

"You just hit the nail right smack on the head!" Draco says sarcastically.

"Okay," Harry says acting like he understands. They were both silent for along time.

"I am sorry," Draco whispers.

"Apology accepted," Harry whispered back.

"I'm still going to beat you in Quidditch," exclaims Draco.

"No way!" Harry said.

"Why do you say that?" Draco asks.

Harry asks, "Why do you say that?" They laughed the first laugh they ever had together.

"Were better," brags Draco.

"If your better then why have we won the past few years?" Harry asks.

"Shut-up!" Draco yells.



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