I don't own anything except the plot, and I'm not making any money etc...
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After breakfast, Ender went to her first class,Herbology. She followed the other Slytherins to greenhouses while pleasantly chatting with Draco and his friend Blaise Zabini.
She sighed. The air was wonderful here! She couldn't resist spinning around as the wind went through her robes. She fell backwards into the grass and laughed hysterically at Draco's face.
"Are you done frolicking, Ender? Sprout will have a cow if we get any later." Draco said with an air of amusement.
She grinned at him and let Blaise help her up. Then she happily ran in front of them laughing as her robes billowed out as she ran.
"Are you sure she's your sister?"
Draco smirked at Blaise.
"Is there any question? She looks so much like me anyone with a brain can tell she's a Malfoy."
Blaise nodded in agreement and they entered the greenhouse. The greenhouses were always warm and moist, and they smelled like a mix of fertilizer and slightly rotten vegetables. It wasn't a very unpleasant smell. Draco sat beside Ender while the Gryffindors sat on the other end of the large table. He leered at Potter and his little friends. Looked like another fun year.
Professor Sprout began teaching about fertilizing Glibberburble seedlings. Soon she passed out some seedlings and fertilizer for the students to work on. Ender stared blankly at her seedling. It looked like an ordinary plant to her. She soon learned that it was not an ordinary plant at all when she touched one of its leaves. It began shrieking and waving violently back and forth. She was so surprised she jumped and the chair fell over. Suddenly Sprout was standing over her.
"What did I tell you about touching the leaves?"
Ender wondered how on Earth she was supposed to fertilize the stupid thing without touching it.
Draco helped her up and handed her a pair of dragon skin gloves. As he began instructing her on how to slide the fertilizer slowly under the leaves he saw Potter and the Weasel heaving with silent laughter. He gave them a glare of death, but it only made them laugh harder. Ender didn't notice or she pretended she didn't. She just continued the painstaking method of inching dragon dung a little at a time, then smoothing it out carefully without touching a single leaf. The seedling twitched threateningly.
He got his wand out under the table and smirked at them. They stopped laughing when terrible boils popped up all over their bodies. Sprout bustled over and sent them to the hospital wing, muttering about allergic reactions and backfiring wands. Potter gave Draco a glare as they stalked out. Draco smirked and looked at the mudblood, who didn't seem to know whether to be angry or laugh. Her mouth was a hard line but her eyes were twinkling. She looked at him trying not to laugh. He smirked even more, and she looked away hurriedly.
"What was all that about?" Ender asked him.
"Nothing'." He grunted, and he began on his seedling.
She finished hers and helped him with his. When they were done they had the rest of the period to goof around as long as they looked busy. They laughed and joked around. Ender laughed often. Blaise watched her as she burst out laughing over something he said. He smiled, and then saw Draco looking at him from her other side. He was giving Blaise a look of warning.
Blaise grinned evilly.