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Chapter 3 Gryffindor Boys' Talk
Over at the sixth-year Gryffindor boys' dormitory, Harry, Ron and the rest of their school mates were getting ready for bed.
"I can't believe they actually made Malfoy and Zabini Prefects!" moaned Ron again.
"Not surprising, if you think about it" piped up Seamus Finningan, pulling a t-shirt over his head. "Malfoy is Snape's favourite ferret," Ron choked on hearing this, and Harry grinned. "and what's more, he's got the grades to cut it. Personality-wise, he's a true-blue Slytherin, or rather true-green, so he is the best Slytherin house representative."
That was quite true. It's a known fact that Snape favours his Slytherins above other houses' students, but among the Slytherins, Snape seems to favour Draco the most. And Draco was one of the best students in Hogwarts at the moment. His first-year results had been disastrous. But surprisingly, from the second year onwards, his grades had improved tremendously. By the fourth year, he was almost always neck-to-neck with Hermione in all subjects except Transfiguration. No one though, could figure out why Draco started shinning in his classes. Gryffindor students seldom saw him, or other Slytherins, except during Potions class, or meal times, or along the corridors. Or Quidditch matches, where they try to "beat the bloody hell out of one another".
"This year is going to be a busy one," said Harry to Ron. "With Quidditch training, and the try-outs for second-years, not to mention prefecting duties. Thank goodness we made our O.W.Ls.".
"Let's not think about it right now," yawned Ron. "Yeah, O.W.Ls was a nightmare, but we lived through it. I am also a Boy-Who-Lived now. " He chuckled, and received a friendly punch in the chest from Harry.
