A/N - Sorry it's taken so long to update this but i've been having a bit of writers block. But anyway here it is. I would like to say a quick thank you to arimel and Sanaria for there reviews of the last part , I really appreciate it. Bit of a warning Draco uses a bit of bad langauge in this chapter , so if you don't like that you should probably skip it. It's once again in Draco's Pov.

In the Entrance Hall.

Father had sent me an owl with an advanced copy of tomorrows Daily Prophet with strict instructions to use it to humiliate Weasley as much as possible , so when I spotted the Golden Trio in the crowded Entrance Hall I took the oppourtunity.

It was so funny when I insulted Weasleys mother , Weasel was shaking in rage , everyone was staring at him , it was fantastic. Perfect Potter told me to get stuffed and tried to drag Weasley away , but I was having to much fun to let them get away that easily. So I said. "Oh yeah , you we're staying with them this summer , weren't you Potter. So tell me , is his mother really this porky or is it just the picture."

After I had said that Potty and Hermione had to grab the back of Weasleys' cheap robes to stop him launching himself at me. Then Potty opened his big mouth.

"You know your mother , Malfoy ?" What a stupid question of course I know my mother. " That expression she's got , like she's got dung under her nose ? Has she always looked like that , or was it just because you were with her ?"

That little shit , how dare he say that , he has no idea of what she's been through , how dare he imply that she doesn't love me. She practically the only person in my life that does. I felt my face flush in anger.

" Don't you dare insult my mother Potter."

Then he tried to make it sound like it was all my fault.

" Keep your big mouth shut then."

Then he had the nerve to try and walk away , I couldn't stand it , I pulled out my wand and shot a relatively harmless spell at him , just to get his attention I didn't want to hurt him...much.

Then I heard a loud bang from behind me and was hit with blinding pain , other from the pain that was shooting through my body I noticed everyone else getting bigger. Finally the pain stopped and I was left shivering on the floor.

Next thing I knew two giant hands , or more like paws really were trying to pick me up. I gave a terrified squeak and tried to run away but then I flew ten feet up in the air , then fell back down on to the hard tiles of the entance hall. Then all I saw was a blur of colours as I was levitated and bounced up and down repeatedly. You can imagine how painful it would be for a human , but it was 100 times worse for whatever small creature I was , every time I hit the tiles I felt more tiny bones snap.

Finally I was turned back into my human form , shaking in pain , both from the bouncing and the transfiguration , I mananged to pull myself to my feet. My eyes were watering with pain and humiliation but I wouldn't cry , I couldn't cry if I did word would get back to my father and he would take it upon him self to ...toughen me up , so to speak.

" If my father finds out." I muttered to myself under my breath to remind myself of that. Unfortunately Moody heard me and came clunking over.

" Oh , Yeah , Well I know your father of old , boy ...you tell him Moody's keeping a close eye on his son...you tell him that from me...now your head of house'll be Snape , will it ?"

"Yes." I said resentfully.

"Another old friend" Moody growled. " I've been looking foward to a chat with old Snape...come on you..."

With that the bastard grabbed my already painful upper arm and dragged me off towards the dungeons.

I couldn't believe what had just happened my head was spinning and I was paying no attention to Moody's babbling about my no-good death eater father.

'I bet Weasley and Potter were having a good laugh about this.' I thought as Moody dragged me down to the dungeons. ' What about Hermione , what was her reaction , was she worried. In my perfect world she'd stand up for me to those dumbass friends of hers , even if she just said "He could have really hurt Malfoy though." when they were comending Moody on what he'd done , as long it was something to prove she cared. Aww , fuck , who am I kidding she was probably laughing right along side her brainless little friends.'

I suddenly realized we'd come to a halt , outside of the door to Snapes office , I wasn't afraid of Snape , he was like a mentor to me and I was his favourite student after all , it was Moody I was afraid of.

Care of Magical Creatures.

I was having a bloody good day before this class , meaning I was yet to be transfigured into a ferret and bounced up and down a hallway. Then that fricken incompetent so-called teacher Hagrid announced we were to come down to his hut on alternate evenings to observe those dreadful Skrewts which had grown at a rather remarkable rate. I couldn't do anything but flat out refuse.

" I will not." I said " I see enough of these things during lessons , thanks."

The smile fell from Hagrids face.

" Yeh'll do what your told ," He practically growled at me. "or I'll be takin' a leaf outta Proffesor Moody's book....I hear yeh made a great ferret , Malfoy."

All the Gryffindors laughed at me even Hermione. Fucking Moody , fucking Hagrid , fucking Mudblo..Grange...Hermione , she's got me so under her control I can't even think of her as anything other than her name , and she can't even see it.

* And what would she do if she could see it , I'll tell you what , she'd use you then laugh at you like she's doing now.* A voice that sounded a lot like my father said in my head. * Because that's what Mudblood's like her do. That's why they aren't to be trusted. Besides no one could ever love you , your below even trash like her.*

'Shut up and go away.' I commanded the voice in my head . Ha , the voice in my head , I must be going crazy , or maybe it was just stress. Y'know in between classes , lusting after Hermione , getting turned into a ferret and doing not only my homework but Crabbe and Goyle's as well. ( Come on did you really think these two could make it this far on there own. They can't even form a properly constructed sentance , let alone a seven foot essay on the 12 uses of Dragon's Blood.) Yeah stress that was it.

When I finally finished arguing with the voice in my head , I realized that we'd moved on to something else entirely.

A/N- And so the story's finally getting a plot of it's own , who is the voice in Draco's head ? Will Hermione finally realize that Draco's in love with her ? Where the hell is this story going ? All or most of these questions will be answered in later chapters so please review and tell me what you think of the latest developments. Hopefully the next chapter will come out more quickly than this one did.