Chapter 3:
There was smoke blowing from the Hogwarts train, making it difficult to see. Draco's mother and father were seeing him off. Narcissa kept clinging to her son, endlessly kissing him goodbye. Draco finally managed to get her to stop suffocating him with her hugs. His father didn't have any expression of his face at all and stood against the wall farthest away from them. He just nodded a cold goodbye. The train whistle blew loudly, as Draco got on the train and went to one of the back compartments, where Crabbe and Goyle were already seated. "Hi," said Draco, sitting down beside Goyle.
The way there was long and boring, not much talk was going on between the three of them. Draco put his ear against the door and silenced Crabbe and Goyle. Hh heard Harry Potter and his friends talking. He opened the door. "Hello Potter, Granger, Weasley," said Draco.
"What do you want Malfoy?" said Harry.
"I was just coming in to comment on what a nice owl Weasley has," said Malfoy, holding back a laugh.
Ron blushed and threw his robes over the cage. "Oh I think we're just about there, better get on my robes, see you later," said Malfoy.
He cast one more grin at them and left. The sorting was boring as usual. "Oh hurry up, I'm starving," Draco thought.
Finally the plates magically filled up with food. Draco eagerly grabbed for the chicken wings. After the plates were cleared Dumbledore announced that all the Quidditch players were to meet at 1:00 pm tomorrow afternoon. "Excellent, my chance to show Potter how much better I've gotten over the summer," said Draco.
"But I'd better be careful, father has spies everywhere, Snape, Pansy Parkinson, and he attends the Quidditch matches," he thought.
The next morning Slytherin were having a review test in herbology. This of course was with the Gryffindors. "Here's just the way to start showing father I'm honouring the family name, a test!" thought Draco.
Professor Sprout handed out a piece of parchment with multiple choice answers. Draco noticed these questions were beyond his ability. He had an idea. He took a seat next to Hermione Granger and just peaked over at her answers if he wasn't sure his was right. After Herbology he was walking through the corridors to get to transfiguration class when Harry Potter banged into him and Draco dropped all of his books. "Watch where your going Potter!" he yelled, "Pick them up".
"Sorry I don't pick up books for ferrets, I never did like them much," said Harry.
Some students in the corridor turned and laughed as they walked. Draco blushed. "Pick them up now!" he yelled.
He pointed his wand at Harry.
(A/N Another chapter! yea! hope you liked it! Please R&R! ^^ Sorry this chapter is kinda a cliffhanger!)
There was smoke blowing from the Hogwarts train, making it difficult to see. Draco's mother and father were seeing him off. Narcissa kept clinging to her son, endlessly kissing him goodbye. Draco finally managed to get her to stop suffocating him with her hugs. His father didn't have any expression of his face at all and stood against the wall farthest away from them. He just nodded a cold goodbye. The train whistle blew loudly, as Draco got on the train and went to one of the back compartments, where Crabbe and Goyle were already seated. "Hi," said Draco, sitting down beside Goyle.
The way there was long and boring, not much talk was going on between the three of them. Draco put his ear against the door and silenced Crabbe and Goyle. Hh heard Harry Potter and his friends talking. He opened the door. "Hello Potter, Granger, Weasley," said Draco.
"What do you want Malfoy?" said Harry.
"I was just coming in to comment on what a nice owl Weasley has," said Malfoy, holding back a laugh.
Ron blushed and threw his robes over the cage. "Oh I think we're just about there, better get on my robes, see you later," said Malfoy.
He cast one more grin at them and left. The sorting was boring as usual. "Oh hurry up, I'm starving," Draco thought.
Finally the plates magically filled up with food. Draco eagerly grabbed for the chicken wings. After the plates were cleared Dumbledore announced that all the Quidditch players were to meet at 1:00 pm tomorrow afternoon. "Excellent, my chance to show Potter how much better I've gotten over the summer," said Draco.
"But I'd better be careful, father has spies everywhere, Snape, Pansy Parkinson, and he attends the Quidditch matches," he thought.
The next morning Slytherin were having a review test in herbology. This of course was with the Gryffindors. "Here's just the way to start showing father I'm honouring the family name, a test!" thought Draco.
Professor Sprout handed out a piece of parchment with multiple choice answers. Draco noticed these questions were beyond his ability. He had an idea. He took a seat next to Hermione Granger and just peaked over at her answers if he wasn't sure his was right. After Herbology he was walking through the corridors to get to transfiguration class when Harry Potter banged into him and Draco dropped all of his books. "Watch where your going Potter!" he yelled, "Pick them up".
"Sorry I don't pick up books for ferrets, I never did like them much," said Harry.
Some students in the corridor turned and laughed as they walked. Draco blushed. "Pick them up now!" he yelled.
He pointed his wand at Harry.
(A/N Another chapter! yea! hope you liked it! Please R&R! ^^ Sorry this chapter is kinda a cliffhanger!)