- Draco Prov-

Me, Crabbe and Goyle made our way down to the green houses. Herbology was not one of my favorite subjects, but I did enough to get by. We slowly made our way up the hill tour green house 7. We were greeted by our short, plump teacher, Professor Sprout.

"Come in, come in, and take a seat. I understand you are working on a sleeping drought. Today we will be planting some Poison Ivy, which will be used in stage 4 of your drought." I looked across my table; Pansy was sitting there, talking to Jaded.

I sighed and rolled my eyes, looking at the black haired girl. She just had this attitude about her that bothered me. It was like she aggravated me with out even doing any thing.

"Now, you will be planting the seeds in rows of 3. Once your have completed that, you will pour exactly 34ths of Insta-Grow over the seeds. Do not put any more then that amount, or the Ivy will sprout to quickly, and will kill all the other plants surrounding it."

I took the sack of seeds that was being passed around and took out my 9 seeds. I looked around and watched as every one poked their fingers into the soft dirt. I scrunched up my nose and looked around. I wasn't about to dirty my fingers like that. I took out my wand. I was just about to caste a spell when a clump of dirt hit my shoulder.

"Oh come of it Draco." My eyes grew wide with shock as I looked at Pansy, then down at my shoulders.

"Don't!" I barked at her, looking her dead in the eyes. Her normal cheerful eyes flashed with pain. I looked back down at my dirt, taking my wand and poking it in the soil. I then, slowly dropped my seeds in, and covered them up.

"Do you always have to be so mean." I looked at Jaded.

"Do you always have to be so fucking nosey?" I narrowed my eyes, as she raised her eyebrow.

"You should watch your self, Draco, because I have had it with your shit." I watched as her short figure stood up and leaned against the table.

"You should learn to respect those above you." I stood as well. Her blindness to authority was mind boggling, I had never met any one as bold as she was. I am superior to half of these brainless twits. I would rather be hexed to death, then be showed up by this women.

I was knocked back when I felt something heavy come in to contact with my head. My hand shot up to cover the spot when I heard a lot bang on the table. Her herbology book lay in front of me. I snatched my wand up and screamed the quickest thing that came to my mind. "STUPIFY!"