The Hogwarts express finally rolled into the Hogsmede station, and Draco stood up, he had changed into his robes, and uniform, and stepped off the Hogwarts express as he pinned his badges to his chest.

'Oh no, Malfoy, don't tell me you got head boy did you?'

'I did Weasel Junior, do you want to make something of it? Or would you rather keep the fifty points I can deduct from your precious Gryffindork?'

'I have a feeling you are going to be like Snape, except a bigger, blonde prat.'

'Weasel, why don't you keep your mouth shut?'

'I'm sorry, is this bothering you?'

'Yes.well, no actually but you are insisting on keeping me here with your "company" or are you just trying to beg for galleons?'

'Ah, yes and they have SO much more money than we do?'

'I think you find that they do.'

'Well, then, if they do, I think you'll find that they don't really care if we had less money than them, as you know, money doesn't make you a better person.'

'Ah, well, I think you'll find that money does, note I look a lot better than you, because I can afford new clothes, and grooming products, unlike a few of the people that are standing here right now.'

'Malfoy, that was out of order, don't forget there is more than one head in this group.'

Hermione, who was standing with her hands entwined in Harry's, had finally found her voice and was making sure that Ginny wasn't victimised.

'Oh, yes, that's right, you got Head Girl, didn't you? May I advise that if you want people staring at your HEAD, you might want to make that explosion you have the nerve to call hair a bit flatter, seriously Granger, your hair looks like some animal has made a nest out of it.'

Hermione turned bright red and fell silent.

'Yes, as I'd thought, you don't have much nerve do you?'

'Better no nerve than to turn out like you.'

'Oh really Potty? Well I'll just remind you that it is a bit late for your precious Ginny here.'

'I have the feeling Malfoy, that you don't hate "our precious Ginny" as much as you hate us?'

'Well spotted Potty, yes, you might have noticed that I haven't tried hexing her yet?'

'Oh, I only thought you haven't hexed her, because you didn't know HOW to hex.'

Draco was staring intently at Ginny, narrowed his eyes, and shot the death glare at Harry, so he recoiled.

'Yes, and you're just the hexing King now are you?'

Harry also then fell silent. Ron, who seemed to have lost his nerve over the summer, said nothing.

'You three never had a very good wit mile did you?'

Come on lads and ladies, go and get into the carriages there.' An usher shoved them into the que, going to find carriages, the only problem was that there were not enough for Draco to leave the other four, so much to his disappointment, he was forced to take a seat with Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny.

Draco was seated next to Ginny, and as she was looking the other way, he slipped something into her pocket. He sat staring out of the window to watch the dark outlines of trees whiz past.

'Well, I'll be seeing you three I presume? And you, Junior Weasel, I'll be seeing you, you mark my words.'

'Can't you think of something else to call me Malfoil? Or have you run your name-calling resource dry with Harry and Ron here?'

'Ouch, really Weasel, you could hurt someone with that tongue of yours.'

'Oh, yes, and I will be so sad if I hurt you, wouldn't I?'

'Well, you'd hope so.'

Draco departed thankfully to go to his house table, to wait for the sorting.

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The sorting went the same as it did every year, the students went through the middle of the hall, to be sorted, looking as though they would rather be anywhere but on the stool wearing a hat that was roughly the size of their whole body.

As Draco was trying to get back to his dorm, he overheard Ginny talking to Harry and Hermione, and Ron.

'Hey, look I found this in my pocket, its from someone.listen.

'Dear Ginny,
Will you please be so kind as to grace the charms classroom room 12 with your presence at nine o'clock, I wish to speak with you?

'It doesn't say who its from.'

'Well that's odd, I don't think you should go Ginny, it might be someone playing a trick on you.'

'Well, if Harry let me borrow his cloak, that might get me out of trouble.'

'Yeah, well, God knows I am interested in finding out who this mysterious person is.'

'Thanks Harry. What time is it? Eight, well, I'll have time to grab the cloak and get to the charms room.'

'Ginny I really don't.'

'Don't be such a spoilsport Herm, it can't be that bad, can it?'

'As Head Girl.'

'You have every right to stop me, but I am not going to listen to a word you say.'

Draco shook his head; she was going to see him, which was definitely a bright spot in his otherwise boring night. Draco finally reached the Slytherin commons, and muttering the password 'Snake Skin' he entered the main room of the Slytherin dungeons. He was by far used to the reaction he got from the fellow Slytherins. Most people looked at him strangely, others didn't look at him at all, but the things that really didn't surprise him were the reaction from the girls. They gasped, and blushed at the very sight of him.

Draco ignored the lot of them, and trailed to his dorm, to collect his invisibility cloak.

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A/N So? *stares at readers expectantly*