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Draco Malfoy was heading up to Slytherin House entrance, when Professor Snape came walking up to him with a rather concerned look on his face.
"Draco, may I speak to you in my office?" he asked, rather unsure.
"Why of course, my dear Professor! What a fine day for a Quidditch match, eh? Good game, we tried!" Malfoy kept rambling on until Snape interrupted.
"In my office, please," he said, walking away.
"Oh, right!"
As Draco sat down, Snape closed the door and muttered a quieting charm for the room. After that, he soon sat down also.
"Uh, Draco? Is there something wrong?" Snape asked.
"No! What makes you think that?" he replied with a grin.
"Oh, uh nothing. Go back to your common room," Severus stood up and left.
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Draco woke up the next day to a pillow flying in his face.
"Why hello there, Mr. Pillow! What brings you here?" he asked, clearly smiling.
"I threw it, stupid!" yelled Freddy Jorkins, his next bed neighbor.
"Oh. Well, what time is it?"
"About nine o'clock."
"Oh, no! I'm late for care of magical creatures!" Draco screamed, running from the room, still in his pajamas.
Once he got there, fully clothed, Hagrid let him know what they were doing.
"That's a Hippogriff! You see what Harry's doing over there? That's what you do! Now hop to it!" Hagrid said.
Draco was overjoyed. He was going to meet a Hippogriff! He walked up to it, bowed and waited for it to bow back. A few seconds later, it did. He put his right hand on his chin and his left arm folded over his chest in a thinking position.
"Hmm…I see…yes…" Draco muttered.
"Uh, Draco? The Hippogriff won't talk back to you," said a confused Hermione.
"Your just jealous that the voices only talk to ME!" he screamed, and ran off.
A/N-I thought it was LOVELY! J/k! Anyway, I want to know what you thought about it! R&R!!!!!!!! Sorry about the short chapters, I like to make them short and to the point!
