A/N: I'm so sorry about the overlap, I didn't even realize it. I must have copied and pasted over the second half when I was cutting the chapters. Anyways, this is the second part that was covered up:

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One thing that annoyed Draco about Harry was that he had tendency to notice really weird small stuff that no one would ever, in a million years, notice. And Harry also happened to be perceptive enough to draw some pretty reasonable conclusions from these small nuances that everyone had.

For example, Harry had caught onto Draco's tendency to steal just by watching how Draco constantly liked to pass his hand over objects and sort of hover them. That and Draco also didn't like to fold up the sleeves of his robes like most students did and how Draco also had more pockets in his robes than anyone else.

Draco had found out that Harry knew about his habit because one time he was trying to nick a library book on hexes when Harry suddenly came up behind him and told him that the library books were charmed to scream if you didn't 'check' them out or if you didn't have a special card that nullified the alarm charm. That and his affinity to steal would get him in trouble one day.

Draco had been peeved at first, thinking that Harry was targeting him to make his life miserable. But once he saw Harry observing everyone in the same way, Draco relaxed just a bit and would even ask Harry sometimes what he was thinking.

A few of Harry's theories were a bit weird, and Draco doubted that they were all correct, but some of them sort of made sense:

Harry guessed that Ron probably needed glasses because his eyes almost always seemed to pop out of his head and he would lean very far forward every time he tried to read the writing on the board. But Ron probably disliked Percy in the family the most, so he didn't want to get glasses and be taunted about how much he looked like Percy.

Pansy had a vanity complex, and an attraction to shiny things. She liked reflections a lot and tended to walk along the outside of the halls, closest to the windows.

Hannah (from Hufflepuff) took things too personally and tended to overwork herself. Harry thought that because she believed that everything had to be fair, she tended not even ask any other students for help because in her own mind, it was cheating. Sure enough, they always saw Hannah constantly studying and get so frustrated that she would nearly start to cry.

Lavender Brown probably was a sort of typical girly girl who probably would get married as fast as she could once she got out of Hogwarts. She constantly made brainless jokes and didn't like to take responsibility for her actions. And she always waved off problems by saying, "If it's my fate to do so, then it'll happen."

And so on…

Needless to say, Draco never doubted again that nothing was going on in Harry's head. In fact, perhaps there was too much going on.

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School had been in session for about two weeks or so when Professor McGonagall turned down Jerry's plea to join the Gryffindor Quidditch team.

Bitter about what happened, Jerry decided to duel Harry one night as Harry and Blaise Zambini were exiting the Dining Hall. The two warily stared at Jerry.

"What do you want Jerry?" Harry asked, reading himself in case his brother tried something.

"A duel." Jerry said seriously.

Harry gaped, "You're kidding me."

Jerry held up his wand, "Do I looked like I'm kidding?"

Harry, "I…"

"He'll accept and I'll be his second." Draco interrupted from behind Jerry.

Harry looked over Draco… "Wait, I didn't!"

But it was already decided and Jerry walked off before Harry could change his mind. Harry visibly slouched against the wall, "I don't want to duel him."

"Don't tell me you're scared of him." Draco mocked.

For an instant Harry recalled seeing himself burying dead butterflies and paled, "No… It's just…"

"Don't worry, it'll be easy, as far as I can tell from watching him work in Defense against the Dark Arts, he's nothing but a moron that gloats too much."

"Wait… we don't have Dark Arts with the Gryffindors…"

Draco had a vague but sinister smile, "Oh~ I guess we don't…"

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That night, Ron and Hermione hid behind the curtains as they watched the group of Gryffindors get ready for the duel.

Jerry was discussing how he was first and Andrew Kirke was his second. Then he directed for Seamus, Jack, and Geofferey to come around the back and attack Harry and Draco when they were dueling.

From behind the curtains, Ron and Hermione exchanged shocked looks.

"We have to help Harry!" Hermione whispered to Ron. Ron nodded. The two of them sat still until the group decided that it was time and headed out of the common room. Ron and Hermione then quietly waited a few more moments and then followed after them.

The two of them followed the soft sound of murmurs and footsteps tapping on the floor, thinking of a way to get around the group so that they could warn Harry that it was trap.

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"This is the dumbest idea…" Harry started, not quite so willing to allow Draco drag him out of the Slytherin common room.

"Come one!" Draco growled, "Are you chicken?"

"Yes I'm chicken. Bawk bawk bawk, now can I go to bed?"

"You can't wuss out!"

"Watch me."

"You'll never live this down, you'll be made fun of!"

Harry blinked and said sarcastically, "And that's such a big improvement from...?"

"Come on..."

"I'm not getting in trouble because of him. This is absurd."

Draco moved over and started to drag Harry by the hand. Unfortunately Harry was much smaller and lighter, so it was fairly easy to drag him to the door without too much effort.

"God dammit Draco! I don't want to duel him!"

"Well you should have spoken up earlier."

"I did!"

But Draco ignored him and continued to pull him towards the portrait door.

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Severus could tell something was up once one of his charmed sensors on the Slytherin Portrait went off. Severus groaned, he really didn't want to do this.

He eventually got out of his office and saw the blond dragging the dark haired boy by the arm. Then they stopped and Harry managed to tug his arm away, "Look Draco, think about it. He's going to be out all night looking for us and making a fool out of himself. It might just be that he gets caught by Filch. So not only will lose house points, he'll get detention with Filch, probably scrubbing toilets. If we go out there, he have a just as high probability of getting caught. So why don't we just stay here so we don't."

"You're such a party pooper Potter." Malfoy growled, as he started to have doubts about whether to go.

"Yes, but at least he uses his brain." Snape suddenly said as he stepped out of the shadows. The two boys let out a scream and jumped back in fright.

Snape's eyes narrowed, "What are you doing out here?"

"N-nothing sir."

"It didn't 'sound' like nothing."

"We were going back sir…" Harry quickly correct and tugged Draco towards the portrait. The two of them were about to rush behind the portrait when Snape stopped them, "Wait."

They froze.

"Where did you say you were going to 'meet' Mr. Jerry Potter."

"Q-quidditch field." Malfoy replied quickly.

"Good, now get back to your beds, you better be sleeping when I come back to check in."

"Yes sir."

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The next morning Gryffindor found themselves with only ten points remaining in their counter. They gaped, horrified. At the sight. "What happened?"

Hermione and Ron kept silent. The two of them hadn't been caught because Snape had swooped down on the group of boys before Hermione and Ron could catch up, and once they saw Snape's figure, they froze and then ran back as fast as they could to Gryffindor tower.

However, looking at the points, it was obvious that Gryffindor had lost two hundred points over night, forty from each boy. And not only that, Jerry and the rest of the boys had a month's detention with Filch. Harry paused… forty points, it's not like Snape to only take forty instead of fifty…unless…. He missed one. Earlier Hermione and Ron had told him that five boys went out. Perhaps one of them escaped.

At the moment Filch looked frighteningly gleeful as the murmured to himself. Draco caught the word 'torture' a few times as he watched Filch.

"That came out a lot better than I though." Draco snickered to Harry. Harry tried not to laugh, but it was difficult, seeing how Jerry's face was turning all sort of purple, Harry quickly ducked his head down so that Marcus Flint, who was sitting across from him was blocking his hysterically laughing figure.

Draco follow suit and the two finally calmed down as they saw Snape walk tiredly to the teacher's table.

Harry nudged Draco, "Is he alright?"

Draco frowned, "You don't think those morons hexed him or something when he caught them do you?"

"Them hex Snape?" Harry said skeptically, "That's the dumbest thing I've ever heard. Draco, why do you even have a head?"

"Shut up Potty!" Draco growled and flung some peas at Harry.

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Later that night in Gryffindor Tower.

"You won't believe what I saw, when we were running away from Snape, I took a detour and ended up on the third floor and then I went into one of the rooms. I found out why the school's been banned from the third floor. Dumbledore is keeping a three headed monster dog in there. And not only that. It's guarding some sort of trap door." Geoffrey reported.

The five boys looked at each other and grinned.

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