Hey. I hope you enjoy this chapter. I enjoyed writing it! I don't own any of the characters from Harry Potter. I am sorry if any of my information is incorrect e.g. I don not know where Hagrid lives in relation to Hogwarts. This info would be very useful…HINT HINT! Anyway, enjoy!

Chapter 3 Malfoy Strikes Again

As Ron and Hermionie walked briskly through the grounds, hushed voices could be heard about them. Turning round, they were confronted by two first years who were clutching pens and paper in trembling hands.

"It's his friends" one whispered to the other, obviously not aware that Ron and Hermionie could hear her perfectly.

The child beside her turned and hissed back.

"I know! Ask them!"

"You ask them", came the desperate reply.

Ron smiled. "Hello!"

The first years giggled and backed away slightly. Hermionie looked at them, slightly put out.

"We don't bite you know!"

"Have you seen him?" asked the first, looking appealingly at Ron.

"Who?"

"Harry!" The girl laughed again, tugging at the bows in her hair.

"Oh" replied Ron, glancing beside him and trying not to laugh.

"No. Not since the game."

They turned to walk off. Underneath his cloak Harry found it hard to keep from laughing…but there were other matters on his mind…and not nearly so comical.

"Are you going to find him now?"

The first years were now in front of them, hopping madly from foot to foot.

Ron looked helplessly at Hermionie.

"No", she said firmly, shoeing them away, "now go on…we'll tell Harry you're looking for him. When we find him that is."

They stood in silence for a few seconds.
"Go on" bellowed Hermionie, suddenly seeming very fierce.

The first years scattered, screaming with delight and the prospect of meeting the famous Harry Potter!

Now, nearing Hagrid's house Harry began to talk to his friends in low whispers. But even now it seemed he was not safe! As if from nowhere Draco Malfoy appeared.

"Well, well, well" he declared, starring coldly at Ron and Hermionie. "Where's Potter?"

Ron seemed to shrink slightly behind his friend, but Hermionie stood up to her full height and answered promptly.

"We haven't seen him."

"What a shame" Malfoy said, smirking slightly "I've been meaning to talk to him about his performance today. We'll have things o discuss I'm sure."

Hermionie looked at him closely. "What do you mean Malfoy?" She disliked him now more than ever.

"I think I gave him a bit of a fright…" answered Draco, leaning forward.

Suddenly he stood poised and Hermionie saw his eyes shut tightly for a second. When he opened them again he seemed different somehow. He looked beside them and laughed.

"Hiding Potter?"

Harry froze where he stood. Draco could see him!

"Come on! Or are you scared?" He spat the last word and Ron looked terrified to his side.

"Harry" he hissed "I think he can see you!"

"Of course I can see him" smiled Draco, overhearing "I can see everything now."

Harry slowly drew the cloak from around him and looked straight at Draco. He had drawn his wand, as if ready for combat but Harry felt a strange resilience.

"Come on Potter."

Harry bent his head slightly.

"We're just going past Malfoy. Just let us past."

Anger seemed to sweep over Draco's body. He seized his wond and took aim.

"Harry!" cried Ron, reeling backwards.

Seeing Harry's unwillingness, Hermionie stepped forward, wond in hand.

"Elios Tranquos deminishos!"

But suddenly a light seemed to glow from Malfoy, he opened his hand and Hermionie's wond flew into it. She starred at her empty palm for a second.

"No fair Malfoy" yelled Ron, rushing at him. But Ron's wond was gone too as Malfoy stood glaring at them all.

"Your turn Potter."

Harry groaned. "It's not my turn. I don't want a turn. Ok? Just let us past."

Ron starred at his friend in disbelieve.

"Go on Harry…bash him!"

Harry sighed and seized his wond. Before he had time to think, a blinding flash of light flew from Draco's hand. It hit Harry across the face and sent him flying backwards.

Ron and Hermionie stood peering about them. They couldn't see a thing!

Harry pulled himself up, defying the burning pain across his head and

cried out, sending sparks of magic at Malfoy.

Draco simply stood. The sparks of Harry's wond seemed to reflect from his body and came screeching back at their sender.

Harry felt a great pain on his forehead. He clutched his scar and found blood, trickling from it. Unable to go on, he poised himself for the final blow. It never came.

From his house Hagrid came running. He had heard cries and he didn't like the sound of them. Observing the scene with horror he shouted out.

"Draco Malfoy! Come 'ere at once!"

And at that, the light vanished from Draco and he stood in front of them, shaking.

Ron and Hermionie looked desperately around them and ran to Harry who lay, cowering on the ground.

"Wha-" Draco trembled, seeing Harry, blood covering his hands. Then a smile crept across his pale face.

"Look what I did!" He cried, jumping around on the grass. "Look! I'm good. I beat Harry Potter! I'm better than Snape I'm better than…" suddenly he cried out as if he had been struck. He looked back at his opponent and without another word he ran off, in the direction of Hogwarts.

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