''Don't tear that out'' Harry muttered to Draco, ''Look at how close the words are to the spine, if you miss a few words you could be sending yourself to the middle of the bloody artic.''
''Then how do you propose I get this spell?'' Draco hissed, trying to get the book back.
Harry put a hand on the book and muttered a spell and instantly a copied page appeared under his hand.
''Hey, the school year hasn't started yet!'' Draco whispered in surprise, ''You're going to get us into bloody trouble!''
''My dad found out that the Ministry actually lifts the underaged warning spell three days before school starts, but most kids don't know that,'' Harry whispered.
''I got to try that out then.'' Draco muttered.
''Draco.'' Lucius called from the doorway. Draco looked down and murmured to Harry, ''That's my father.''
Harry rolled his eyes, ''Of course I know he's your father, you see any other platinum blondes around here.''
''Shut up.'' Draco replied and headed down.
When all of a sudden. ''Some people are trying to get around, remove yourself from the doorway Lucius.''
Harry winced and wanted to pounded his head against the shelf, he hated shopping with his father.
Draco turned around and murmured, ''And that must be 'your' father.''
''I sure wish it wasn't.''
Lucius looked down at James Potter with distaste, ''Ah, James Potter, still ever present with this nasty tongue. Shall I remove it for you? I would be doing the world a favor.''
The two of them started to argue in the doorway. And just then Harry spotted Ron waving at him from the window. Ron quietly went into the store and went behind Lucius and few shelves and finally stood besides Harry.
''Hey mate.''
''What are you doing here Weasel?'' Draco asked, his look almost mirrored his father's perfectly.
''Books Draco, you've heard of them right?'' Ron mocked.
''I would have thought you be looking at the thrif- '' Draco started, but he immediately stopped as he felt Harry drive a swift kick at his left leg. Draco glared up at Harry and Harry glared back.
Ron suddenly changed the subject, ''So Harry... Uh, it looks like your dad and Malfoy's dad are going to kill each other.''
Harry shrugged.
''You aren't going to stop them?''
''My dad can take care of himself, besides, if try to intervene, I'll get lectured at for hours.''
''Bet my dad could beat the crap out of your dad.'' Draco said cockily.
''I'm sure he could,'' Harry replied in a bored voice. Draco visibly sulked, he hated when Harry refused to argue back. Harry turned to Ron, ''You think your mum would mind a eighth child?''
''You? Nah she won't mind, she'll be ecstatic.''
They blandly watched the arguing go on for a bit longer.
''You know my brother got free books from Lockhart and a photo by the Daily Prophet.'' Harry muttered.
Draco snorted, ''Bet he loved that.''
''Yeah, he was preening the whole time with his chest was puffed out. It looks like he messed up a breast engorgement charm.''
Ron snorted and started to laugh out loud.
Draco was smirking just a bit too, then he frowned as he looked back to the arguing fathers, ''I think we better get going. The longer my father argues, the longer he'll rant about it when he gets home. See you at school Potty. Weasel.''
Ron turned to Harry, ''He just insists on messing up everyone's name huh?''
Harry shrugged.
~~~
The next day on the train.
''Wait, what did you say happened to your brother?'' Draco asked Harry in the last Slytherin compartment.
''He was trying to get through the wall between station nine and ten, but he couldn't get in. Mom and Dad had to stay behind. So they're flying over to Hogwarts right now by broom.''
''Huh, weird.''
''Actually, there's some even stranger stuff.'' Harry continued, ''This house elf showed up at our house only a few days before and it kept saying that Jerry shouldn't go to Hogwarts because he would be in danger.''
''And?''
''My dad was a prat, called it a liar, and kicked it out.'' Harry muttered.
''You actually feel sorry for it? It's just a house elf.'' Draco said with a confused look on his face.
Harry made a face and then thought for a second, ''If you had a pet, would you kick it?''
''No...''
''Well aren't house elves sort of like pets? But instead of shitting all over the place and eating everything, they clean your house and stuff.''
''But they're ugly.''
''I've seen uglier humans.''
''Then you should kick them too.''
Harry blinked, ''You know what, take a nap Malfoy, it's obvious the trip had burned out your brains.''
''What I don't get is why you feel sorry for that house elf, they're just slaves.''
Harry gave a irritated sigh, ''Nevermind.''
''You're the one that's bloody weird.''
Harry refused to take the bait and primly open his knapsack and pulled out a book on Transfiguration. Draco resorted to staring out the window.
The two of them were quiet for at least half an hour until Ron and Hermione's head popped in.
''Well if it isn't the Gryffindorks.'' Draco muttered as he glared at the two of them.
Ron looked over at Draco and then at Harry, ''What crawled up his arse?''
Harry shook his head, ''It's nothing. He's just being a prat.''
Ron raised a brow and then decided to sit next to Harry, Hermione followed suit and sat next to Ron so that Ron was sitting between Harry and Hermione.
Draco glowered, ''What you two doing here?'
''Percy is being an even bigger prat on one end of the Gryff's cart and Jerry is being a moron on the other end. We got tired of listening to them talk about how great Lockhart is.''
''Or how great the Ministry is.'' Hermione finished.
Harry groaned, ''Jerry's in love with Lockhart.''
''Really, didn't know your brother was a poof.'' Ron suddenly said.
Hermione reached over and smacked Ron's head, ''Not literally stupid.''
Draco smirked, ''Even I got that Weasel.''
Hermione pulled out her DADA text, ''He's not 'that' bad. I mean, I've read his books, they're accurate. A bit grandiose but all of the spells he used are correct.''
Draco leaned back haughtily and looked down at Harry and Gryffindors, ''Rumor has it that those things didn't happen to him.''
''But they say...''
''You going to believe everything that man says mudblood?'' Draco taunted.
Hermione's face suddenly contorted in fury, ''Shut up you pompous prick!''
''Or you'll what 'MUD-BLOOD'.'' Draco said again, slowly, emphasizing each letter.
''I dare you say it again Draco.'' Hermione growled.
''Mudbl-ah!'' Draco ended in a yelp as Hermione threw a pimple hex at him.
''How dare you!'' Draco yelled as he whipped out his wand.
Harry turned to Ron calmly, ''I heard Crabbe and Goyle got a bunch of snacks earlier. You want to see if they'll share?''
''Good idea mate.''
The two of them quickly exited the compartment and let Draco and Hermione duke it out.
Ron stared at the door, ''So, who do you think will win? I say Hermione, the girls always win.''
''Why do you say that?'' Harry asked, a but surprised.
''They just have to know where to kick.'' Ron said as he pulled his robes a bit tightly over his private area.
''You and Hermione get into argument?''
''No, but Seamus did, he walked and talked funny for a whole day.'' Ron said weakly, feeling very sorry for this dorm mate.
Harry winced, ''I'll keep that in mind.''
''Then how do you propose I get this spell?'' Draco hissed, trying to get the book back.
Harry put a hand on the book and muttered a spell and instantly a copied page appeared under his hand.
''Hey, the school year hasn't started yet!'' Draco whispered in surprise, ''You're going to get us into bloody trouble!''
''My dad found out that the Ministry actually lifts the underaged warning spell three days before school starts, but most kids don't know that,'' Harry whispered.
''I got to try that out then.'' Draco muttered.
''Draco.'' Lucius called from the doorway. Draco looked down and murmured to Harry, ''That's my father.''
Harry rolled his eyes, ''Of course I know he's your father, you see any other platinum blondes around here.''
''Shut up.'' Draco replied and headed down.
When all of a sudden. ''Some people are trying to get around, remove yourself from the doorway Lucius.''
Harry winced and wanted to pounded his head against the shelf, he hated shopping with his father.
Draco turned around and murmured, ''And that must be 'your' father.''
''I sure wish it wasn't.''
Lucius looked down at James Potter with distaste, ''Ah, James Potter, still ever present with this nasty tongue. Shall I remove it for you? I would be doing the world a favor.''
The two of them started to argue in the doorway. And just then Harry spotted Ron waving at him from the window. Ron quietly went into the store and went behind Lucius and few shelves and finally stood besides Harry.
''Hey mate.''
''What are you doing here Weasel?'' Draco asked, his look almost mirrored his father's perfectly.
''Books Draco, you've heard of them right?'' Ron mocked.
''I would have thought you be looking at the thrif- '' Draco started, but he immediately stopped as he felt Harry drive a swift kick at his left leg. Draco glared up at Harry and Harry glared back.
Ron suddenly changed the subject, ''So Harry... Uh, it looks like your dad and Malfoy's dad are going to kill each other.''
Harry shrugged.
''You aren't going to stop them?''
''My dad can take care of himself, besides, if try to intervene, I'll get lectured at for hours.''
''Bet my dad could beat the crap out of your dad.'' Draco said cockily.
''I'm sure he could,'' Harry replied in a bored voice. Draco visibly sulked, he hated when Harry refused to argue back. Harry turned to Ron, ''You think your mum would mind a eighth child?''
''You? Nah she won't mind, she'll be ecstatic.''
They blandly watched the arguing go on for a bit longer.
''You know my brother got free books from Lockhart and a photo by the Daily Prophet.'' Harry muttered.
Draco snorted, ''Bet he loved that.''
''Yeah, he was preening the whole time with his chest was puffed out. It looks like he messed up a breast engorgement charm.''
Ron snorted and started to laugh out loud.
Draco was smirking just a bit too, then he frowned as he looked back to the arguing fathers, ''I think we better get going. The longer my father argues, the longer he'll rant about it when he gets home. See you at school Potty. Weasel.''
Ron turned to Harry, ''He just insists on messing up everyone's name huh?''
Harry shrugged.
~~~
The next day on the train.
''Wait, what did you say happened to your brother?'' Draco asked Harry in the last Slytherin compartment.
''He was trying to get through the wall between station nine and ten, but he couldn't get in. Mom and Dad had to stay behind. So they're flying over to Hogwarts right now by broom.''
''Huh, weird.''
''Actually, there's some even stranger stuff.'' Harry continued, ''This house elf showed up at our house only a few days before and it kept saying that Jerry shouldn't go to Hogwarts because he would be in danger.''
''And?''
''My dad was a prat, called it a liar, and kicked it out.'' Harry muttered.
''You actually feel sorry for it? It's just a house elf.'' Draco said with a confused look on his face.
Harry made a face and then thought for a second, ''If you had a pet, would you kick it?''
''No...''
''Well aren't house elves sort of like pets? But instead of shitting all over the place and eating everything, they clean your house and stuff.''
''But they're ugly.''
''I've seen uglier humans.''
''Then you should kick them too.''
Harry blinked, ''You know what, take a nap Malfoy, it's obvious the trip had burned out your brains.''
''What I don't get is why you feel sorry for that house elf, they're just slaves.''
Harry gave a irritated sigh, ''Nevermind.''
''You're the one that's bloody weird.''
Harry refused to take the bait and primly open his knapsack and pulled out a book on Transfiguration. Draco resorted to staring out the window.
The two of them were quiet for at least half an hour until Ron and Hermione's head popped in.
''Well if it isn't the Gryffindorks.'' Draco muttered as he glared at the two of them.
Ron looked over at Draco and then at Harry, ''What crawled up his arse?''
Harry shook his head, ''It's nothing. He's just being a prat.''
Ron raised a brow and then decided to sit next to Harry, Hermione followed suit and sat next to Ron so that Ron was sitting between Harry and Hermione.
Draco glowered, ''What you two doing here?'
''Percy is being an even bigger prat on one end of the Gryff's cart and Jerry is being a moron on the other end. We got tired of listening to them talk about how great Lockhart is.''
''Or how great the Ministry is.'' Hermione finished.
Harry groaned, ''Jerry's in love with Lockhart.''
''Really, didn't know your brother was a poof.'' Ron suddenly said.
Hermione reached over and smacked Ron's head, ''Not literally stupid.''
Draco smirked, ''Even I got that Weasel.''
Hermione pulled out her DADA text, ''He's not 'that' bad. I mean, I've read his books, they're accurate. A bit grandiose but all of the spells he used are correct.''
Draco leaned back haughtily and looked down at Harry and Gryffindors, ''Rumor has it that those things didn't happen to him.''
''But they say...''
''You going to believe everything that man says mudblood?'' Draco taunted.
Hermione's face suddenly contorted in fury, ''Shut up you pompous prick!''
''Or you'll what 'MUD-BLOOD'.'' Draco said again, slowly, emphasizing each letter.
''I dare you say it again Draco.'' Hermione growled.
''Mudbl-ah!'' Draco ended in a yelp as Hermione threw a pimple hex at him.
''How dare you!'' Draco yelled as he whipped out his wand.
Harry turned to Ron calmly, ''I heard Crabbe and Goyle got a bunch of snacks earlier. You want to see if they'll share?''
''Good idea mate.''
The two of them quickly exited the compartment and let Draco and Hermione duke it out.
Ron stared at the door, ''So, who do you think will win? I say Hermione, the girls always win.''
''Why do you say that?'' Harry asked, a but surprised.
''They just have to know where to kick.'' Ron said as he pulled his robes a bit tightly over his private area.
''You and Hermione get into argument?''
''No, but Seamus did, he walked and talked funny for a whole day.'' Ron said weakly, feeling very sorry for this dorm mate.
Harry winced, ''I'll keep that in mind.''