Chapter 2

"Malfoy, bugger off. I don't need some prat around annoying me." Harry barked.

Draco put on his genuine smirk and replied, "You know, I'm not here to give you what you need, just to give you hell. It's traditional."

"Oh, I forgot, Malfoy's always keep up traditions. Getting away with illegal Dark Magic and sh*t, but over this summer, I heard you kind of broke that one. How's your father by the way? Is he on his way to get kissed?"

"Do NOT talk about my family like that. Even though, I guess I would be jealous too if I lived with a bunch of idiot Muggles." Draco snarled as he stepped closer to Harry.

"Insult them all you like, it doesn't bother me one bit. They're arseholes, I know. But me, jealous of you? I think you have it the wrong way." Harry snapped back and stood up to full height.

Harry noticed that Draco had grown a good 4 inches over the summer, and his composure was much more elegant. Draco's eyes had that drawling grey colour as his father did. The platinum blonde hair was loose around his porcelain complexion which was completely unblemished.

"Potter, you know how it exactly goes. Yes I am so jealous of you, I mean, I don't know how I can stand to be in your presence without hexing you bad enough so you will get some sort of imperfection."

Harry's jaw fell.

"Sarcasm, notice the sarcasm. I wouldn't dream of being you, as if being friends with that Weasel isn't bad enough, but no, you have to go be friends with that Mudblood Granger. It's sickening to the pureblood name. No wonder the Dark Lord wants you dead."

Harry couldn't stand any more. This was getting out of hand and Harry's blood pressure was rocketing, for he could feel his heart beat quicken. Soon he'd explode and might end up hurting Draco, but he couldn't start off a year like that.

Obviously, Draco hadn't heard of Sirius's death, or he would have said something. Unless Draco had some sort of.. understanding side..

"No, impossible. Draco's a hardcore bast*rd. There's no soft spot to him. Stupid cold stone arse." Harry thought.

Subsiding his anger, Harry picked up his backpack, (the only other thing he carried on the train besides his trunk which was in the back of the train with the others) and walked out through the door before his wand would be used since the last day of Hogwarts.

The rest of the students in that compartment were staring at Draco viciously. He just nodded and went to the prefect's part of the train to start his duties.



Harry had luckily found a compartment closer to the back that was empty. He sat down in a comfy chair and placed his elbows on his knees, with his head resting in his palms, looking at the floor. There were too many things to think about, and Harry didn't know what to do.

He sat back upright, then slouched back and fell asleep.

"Harry, Harry! Wake up!" Ron's voice bellowed.

"Uhmph," Harry stirred.

"Get up and go get your robes on. We're like, 5 minutes away. Hurry up! And by the way, what are you doing back here?"

Harry was too tired to actually change his jeans and shirt, so he pulled out his robe from his book bag and slipped it on.

"Malfoy was bugging me," was Harry's answer.

"That stupid ferret, I swear. I'm going to --"

"Ron, leave it. It was nothing unusual. Just the normal, 'I'm jealous of you,' blah blah blah stuff. Don't worry about it. I'll get him later."

Hermione walked in, happy to see Harry was up finally.

"I looked to see if you wanted something to eat. Prefects get free food, but you weren't there.. and a first year said you came back here, so when I found you, you were asleep. I didn't want to wake you. The girl said something about a white haired boy bossing you around, was that Malfoy?"

"Yeah, 'Mione. No big deal. Just leave that alone. I'll deal with him."

"Alright..We've gotta go. Sorry Harry, these kids are so annoying. I really hope we weren't this much trouble back then." she said, "C'mon Ron."

They walked out of the compartment leaving Harry alone.



Once the train had stopped, Harry gathered his things together and got in an empty carriage. After the black horses got to the Hogwarts doors, Harry hopped out and slowly walked into the Great Hall.

"Another year back at Hogwarts. Hopefully it's interesting. I sure wish it is." he thought.

He was one of the first students from Gryffindor at the table. He sat in the middle, facing the teacher's tables. More students filled the hall and the noise level was starting to rise.

Harry sat patiently waiting for Hermione and Ron to join him.