Draco

"AAAAAHHHHHH!" I yelled.

I had gone in the bathroom to get dressed and realized my clothes didn't fit. Potter! He had defiantly did this horrible act.

I went into the room that I shared with Potter and saw him sitting on his bed looking satisfied." You little-" I was interrupted by seeing my mum.

" You little kind soul." I said more sweetly than before," giving me such a nice birthday card and present. Harry my birthday isn't until March." I finished for mum.

" How nice. The two of you are getting along much better now," Mum said.

I listened for her to go down the stairs. I then turned quickly to Harry." You little freak. Shrinking my clothes. Now I have wear these," I pointed to my pajamas," All day. You know you're lucky my mum likes you so much. In fact you're her favorite. I could kill you and I would never see daylight again. If you killed me you would get in no trouble at all. They would just have a party."

I had just let out everything that had been boiling up inside me for days. The worst thing was I told it to my enemy. " I'm not her favorite and I only did that to get back at you." Potter said calmly.

"UHH!" I said aggravated.

I then stomped downstairs with my shrunken clothes in my arms. How could he have said he wasn't mum favorite when he obviously got in less trouble than I did? I went into a hall closet and took out my wand from my pocket. I then made my clothes normal size. " Draco, Harry come here!" mum yelled.

I sighed. I knew I was gonna be in big trouble really soon. I got out of the closet and went to the kitchen. " Good morning, Mum," I said brightly.

" Boys, get ready to go get your school stuff." Mum said.

" Alright," we both replied.

While I was getting ready an owl landed on my bed. " What are you doing?" I asked the owl.

I detached the letter from the owl. As I read the letter I began to feel sick to my stomach. I just hoped mum wouldn't overreact. " Hey, Draco! What does that say?" Potter asked.

" Oh it's just a letter from my father asking for me to come get him." I covered.

I mean my father had written a couple letters to me like that when he had first got in the asylum. The letter was really a warning from Hogwarts. I was going to give it to mum after we went shopping.

After that we went shopping. We had been shopping for about 30 minutes and had almost everything except robes. I noticed Potter was looking at some really cool robes. They were some of the best in all of Madam Malkins." Like she's gonna get you those!" I smirked.

" Harry, I found the perfect robes for you," My mum said." Do you like these?"

Mum was holding up the robes Harry was looking at. Maybe she was going to buy Harry and I both the same kinds. Especially since those robes were a new brand. " Sure," Potter replied.

" Now, Draco here's your robes," she told me.

She handed me my robes and I inspected them. They were the same ones I always got. I wanted the new brand of robes. I wanted the ones that Potter got.

Potter is so rude. First he steals my mum and then he steals my robes. He also takes my friends away by getting my mum married. What's next my life? I think I'll start calling him The Rude One.

"THIS IS SO UNFAIR! YOU KNOW WHAT MUM? YOU'RE PLAYING FAVORITES! YOU LIKE HARRY BETTER THAN ME! YOU TREAT HIM BETTER AND IF HE DID THE SAME THINGS I DID HE WOULDN'T GET IN ANY TROUBLE AT ALL! AND ANOTHER THING HE'S NOT EVEN MY BROTHER YET!" I yelled.

By now the whole store was looking at us. They also knew what an awful mum I had. I hope they felt sorry for me. " Oh, honey. He will be, when the adoption process is completed. I don't try to play favorites. I think sometimes it's just easier to be nice to him-"

" OH, THAT'S YOUR EXCUSE?" I hollered.

" Draco, ever since your father went crazy you have been having a bad attitude about everything. It's been really hard for me to treat you fair when it seems you start all the fights around here. And another thing you don't seem to be able to take blame. You're always blaming things on other people. YOU WANT TO BE TREATED FAIR? TRY TO NOT START FIGHTS AND TAKE SOME OF THE BLAME! WOULD IT KILL YOU TO BE NICE? AND QUIT YELLING AT ME ALL THE TIME!" mum finished.

" But-"

" Let's pay for this and leave!"

I threw the robes down and crossed my arms." Fine, Draco. Go to school naked for all I care."

" I have robes!" I argued.

" They don't fit. You've grown so much that they are too little."

I picked the robes up and mum took them from me. She then put them back and got me the robes I wanted.

When we got home mum made me sit at the kitchen table with Sirius." You are in big trouble mister." Sirius said.

As soon as we got home tattle-tale mum told him all about our fight." Why? She gave me my robes," I said.

" So that you wouldn't feel that I like you less," Mum told me.

" Your punishment is that you have to visit your Father everyday for a week." Sirius told me.

I looked at them in shock. I didn't want to be within five feet of him much less visiting him. In times past when I saw him he said stuff that always made me uncomfortable. " Okay, is that it?" I asked.

" Yes, Draco. I know you don't want to visit him so that is all." Mum answered.

I then took the letter out of my pocket." Here you go," I told her.

She and Sirius then opened the letter and read it while I crossed my fingers behind my back. " Draco, you got a warning?" she asked.

" Um, yeah?" I asked.

I was waiting for the worst. Any moment now they were going to yell at me. " Draco, go to your room and think about what you've done," Sirius said.

" Don't ever do it again," mum lectured.

I stood up and started to leave. Then I turned around. " Oh, Ha Ha! Very funny! Aren't you gonna yell at me?" I asked.

" Draco I don't know about Sirius but I don't feel like yelling. So your getting off with just a lecture." Mum replied.

Finally it was time to go back to Hogwarts." Boys, I will owl you when the adoption agency owls me that the adoption process is complete." Mum told before us before we got on the train. "When will that be?" The Rude One asked.

" Oh, Probably sometime in October," mum informed him. I got on the train and was going to sit next to Crabbe and Goyle but they told me I wasn't cool enough to sit next to them." Great, Just great." I said to myself.

I guess my only friend has to be my enemy.