A/N: Yeah!!! *runs around in circles screaming* I got two more reviews! I know that's not much but what the hay. Here's the new chapter and Malfoy's in it! ^-^

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Chapter 6: Malfoy Acts Like a Good Boy?

Sunlight streamed through the window on to Claire's sleeping form. She squinted slightly and opened her sleepy eyes. She sat up and stretched with a yawn.

"About time," said a voice to her left.

Hermione was dressed in her Hogwarts' uniform with a bag full of books hung from her shoulders.

"Sorry I slept in," replied Claire rubbing her eyes as she got out of bed, "What time is it?"

"Around 8:15," said Hermione as she put her books down and handed her Hogwarts' robes, "Better get dressed. I promised Harry and Ron to meet up with them in the Great Hall."

"Oh, okay," said Claire as she got dressed, grabbed her brush on the table next to her, and combed through her messy hair, "Ready."

"That was quick," said Hermione a little surprised as both of them headed out the door, "Most of the girls I know take about an hour to get ready."

Claire didn't seem surprised. "That's nothing. The girls in Beauxbatons take twice as long."

Hermione's eyes widened. "Two hours?! No offence, Claire, but I don't really want to go to a school that's filled with multiples of Lavender and Parvati."

"Who's Lavender and Parvati?" asked Claire with curiosity as they climbed out of the common room into the hall.

"Do you really want to know?" asked Hermione giving her a don't-say- yes look.

"Probably not." replied Claire as they climbed down the staircase and walked down an empty hallway.

"Well look at what we have here, " said a voice behind them. Both girls turned around at the same time and came face to face with the one person that neither wanted to meet.

"What do you want, Malfoy?" said Hermione giving him a glare. She seemed to be disgusted by the mere sight of him as well as his two idiotic goons next to him.

Draco Malfoy looked slightly different than last year. He was still the greasy-haired, pointy-nosed git they had always known; the only difference was that he had grown slightly taller.

"That's none of your business, muggle-born," said Malfoy as he stared at Claire, completely ignoring Hermione. She noticed this and smirked at him.

"Well, I didn't think your father would allow you to this school, Malfoy," said Claire with a slight smirk. Hermione was staring back at forth between them. "But then again, your mother probably thought for the best."

Malfoy sneered at her comment as she turned around and began walking.

"Come on," called Claire gesturing toward Hermione who looked flabbergasted that Malfoy didn't say an insult at neither one of them, "You don't want to make Ron peeved do you?"

Hermione gave Malfoy a half glaring, half confused look before she ran to catch up with Claire.

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"I wonder what's taking them so long," asked Harry as he took a bite out of the bacon strip he was holding. It was a long time since he had a proper breakfast with Dudley's diet and all.

"They're probably still putting on their make-up or something," replied Ron as he stuffed a rather large cut piece of pancake into his mouth.

"Ron, Hermione doesn't wear make-up," Harry said as he watched Ron finished another pancake, "Ron, how many pancakes did you eat?"

"A do' no," said Ron through his mouth full of pancakes. He swallowed, "Who's counting?"

Harry shook his head at his best friends greediness. He actually was the one doing the counting. So far he ate 7 pancakes, 3 scrambled eggs, and 5 sausages. No matter how much he ate, it was a wonder how he stayed in shape. Just as Ron was going to take a bite of his French toast, the Great Hall's doors burst open and in came running in Colin Creevey and his little brother Dennis. Both seemed exactly alike despite the fact that one of them was taller than the other.

"Harry! Harry!" shouted Colin as he ran to the Gryffindor table.

"Uh, hi, Colin," said Harry confused. Colin and Dennis were trying to catch their breath as they each flopped down into a seat in front of him.

"You won't- believe- what I-just saw," said Colin between intakes of breath.

"What happened?" asked Harry a little curious. Ron was too busy eating to say anything so he just sat there and listened as he ate his toast.

"We saw Claire and Hermione talking with Malfoy in the hall," started Colin.

"Malfoy seemed to be staring a lot at Claire," interrupted Dennis.

Colin interrupted him."-And we think Malfoy might like her." At this Ron starts choking at the toast in his mouth and Harry had to slap his back really hard a couple of times to get him to stop.

"What?!" screeched Ron, his eyes widening.

"I said-" started Colin.

"I know what you said," said Ron irritated, "Why the hell does Malfoy have a crush on a Gryffindor- unless he forgot that he was a Slytherin, which would make him more stupid than he already is."

At this moment the doors of the Great Hall once again opened and in walked in Claire and Hermione. They seemed to be in a deep conversation.

".and so I promised not to say anything about him," Harry heard Claire say as both of them neared the Gryffindor table.

"About who?" asked Ron suspiciously.

"Nothing," said Claire simply as she and Hermione sat down in front of the two boys.

"What took you guys so long?" asked Harry, giving Ron a warning look not to say anything.

"We ran into Malfoy," said Hermione as she put scrambled eggs onto her plate. Ron gave Harry a look saying I-told-you-so!

"What happened?" asked Harry turning to Claire, who began to spread cream cheese on her bagel, "Did he say something rude as usual?"

Claire looked kind of surprised and looked at Harry strangely. "Why would he say something rude?"

"You mean he didn't say anything rude to either of you?" asked Harry a little surprised.

"Well, yeah," replied Claire and Hermione nodded her head in agreement. Claire took a bite out of her bagel.

"We're talking about Malfoy, right?" asked Ron disbelievingly, "As in Draco Malfoy, as in Lucius Malfoy's son, as in the soon-to-be deatheater, as in my-daddy-kisses-the-Dark-Lord's- ass-"

"Ron!" warned Hermione.

"-arse," corrected Ron, who was afraid of being knocked upside the head with a certain Charms book.

"We get the point, Ron," said Harry remembering all the 'nicknames' that Ron gave Malfoy, "So he didn't say anything rude, at all?"

"Yeah, he didn't," said Claire giving Harry a quizzical look, "Why would he?"

"You see." started Harry, thinking how to explain- without trying to be rude- that Malfoy was a stupid git, who despised him and every other Gryffindor, was a rich daddy's boy, and a mother fu-

"What Harry's trying to say," interrupted Hermione, as if she knew what Harry was thinking, "Is that Malfoy has a reputation of being a.umm-"

"Slimy git?" suggested Ron.

"No, Ron," said Harry, "That's Snape."

"Oh."

"Malfoy's normally-" started Hermione.

"-retarded?" asked Ron.

"No! I mean yes-I mean," said Hermione trying to decide, "Well, basically, yeah."

Claire looked kind of surprised. She must have not known Draco Malfoy as well as they did.or maybe it was the other way around.

"You didn't know he was a stuck-up, daddy's boy, son of a bi-" Ron clamped his mouth shut as he saw Hermione holding one of her heavy books in her hand.

"No, not really," said Claire as he finished her scrambled eggs, "He acted really different when I last met him."

"So you met him before?" asked Harry.

"Uh-huh," replied Claire, "When we were really little."

"That's probably why he was goggling at you." said Harry to particularly nobody.

"He was what?!" hissed Ron who seemed to be obviously jealous.

"When you were being sorted," said Harry gesturing toward Claire, "I saw Malfoy staring at you."

Claire seemed to be thinking, Ron was mad, and Hermione was mad because she was either mad too or just plane jealous that Ron was interested in the girl next to her.

"He probably recognized me then," said Claire to no one in particular, "Well, if we're all done, we better head to class."

"Yeah," said Hermione calming down, "We don't want Professor McGonagall to catch us late like last year, do you?"

"I guess not," said Harry as he picked up his book bag.

"But one thing's for sure," said Ron also picking up his book bag, "She is seriously scary when she's mad!"

And with that they walked through the Great Hall doors, on their way to Transfiguration.

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A/N: It was shorter then the last chapter but pretty much ok. It pretty much has a little more cussing than usual.oh well! ^-^

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