The week passed quickly, and before I knew it was time for Potions. As I walked down to the Potions classroom, I began to worry if Snape would let me transfer. If he had said no, then I would be screwed with my family and with Malfoy.

Potion class we had to be grouped into threes. I got really scared for a second, but then I saw Millicent sitting with no one else. I walked over to them and asked, "Can I sit here?"

Millicent looked around and said, grumpily, "I guess if there is no other places."

I sat down as Professor Snape came in and started talking about his class. Then he started picking on Harry Potter with questions, that Hermione knew the answers to. I figured that she had pre-studied for the class, since I have seen her around the library. Malfoy and his bodyguards started laughing at Harry, and I felt a strong urge to flick beans at them. The only thing that kept me from doing that was the knowledge that if I screw something up, then Snape might not let me transfer. Harry made a comment to Snape, and Snape took away a point. We started brewing a potion, and Neville melted his caldron, somehow leading Snape to take a point from Harry.

"But I didn't do anything," Harry stated.

"Exactly, trying to hard to protect your precious ego?" Snape asked.

"I was focusing on my own potion, I didn't know I was in charged of every Gryffindor caldron," Harry objected.

"That is another point lost for Gryffindor, and if we will discuss this after class," Snape sneered, the corner of his mouth twitching.

After class, I went up to Snape's desk, and asked, "Professor Snape, can I talk to you about transferring to a different house?"

"Can this wait Weasley?" Snape asked. Then he added, "In case you forgot, I have to have a talk with Potter."

"Professor Snape, this will only take a moment," I started.

"Transferring is something you need to talk to Professor Dumbledore about," Snape said.

"Do you know how I can set up an appointment?" I asked.

"I'll make you an appointment," Snape said. Then he asked, "Why would you want to transfer, don't like my house, Weasley?"

"To be honest Sir," I told him, "if it had better company in it, then I wouldn't mind so much."

"Well, Potter, you felt so inclined to argue with me during class, here is your time," Snape told Harry.

I went over and packed my bag. I tried hard not to listen to what Harry and Snape were talking about. I heard bits and pieces of it, and it went like Harry was trying to defend himself, and Snape was just insulting him, in the snide way he talked.

As I headed out of the classroom, Harry came right after me muttering about Snape. As I kept walking up the stairs, I turned to him and told him, "He's an idiot, why do you think I'm trying to transfer?"

"Thanks," Harry replied weakly. He looked at me and asked, "Do you want to come visit Hagrid with me?"

"Even though I'm a Slytherin?" Ron asked.

"Well, I don't care, and it's not like you want to be in Slytherin," Harry said.

"Well, let's go to Hagrid's then," I said.

We walked down to Hagrid's together, talking and laughing. I felt happy when I talked to Harry, and even though I did like talking to Hermione, she was just too uptight. Harry was relaxed, and fun to be around. He didn't have a big ego like Snape imaged him to have, Harry was real and down to earth. I talked to him about what classes he liked so far, and we both agreed that Malfoy was a jerk and that Potions is going to be a dragged.

We went to Hagrid's hut, and he gave us a warmer welcome. He did talk about how nice my brother was, but with 5 older brothers it's hard not to mention them. Harry noticed a newspaper article about the break in Gringotts, and we talked to Hagrid about it till it was time for dinner.

As we walked back to the castle, Harry asked, "How did you get that cut on your lip?"

"Crabbe and Goyle decide to play tug-a-war with my arms, while Malfoy's fist need to meet my face," I told him, cracking a smile.

"Why?" Harry asked.

"I was seen talking to Hermione Granger in the library," I told him, rolling my eyes.

"That really sucks," Harry said.

"Yeah, so for my safety, and this is nothing against you," I told him, very apologetically, "I can't be seen walking around with you."

"I understand," Harry told me. Then he stopped walking and said, "Go ahead, and I won't tell Malfoy."

"Thanks," I said, and walked into the dinning hall, by myself. I hated myself for making Harry do that. I was too much of a wimp to stand up to Malfoy, no wonder I wasn't in Gryffindor where people are supposed to be brave. I sat down at the Slytherin table, hating myself.

A/N: sorry it is so short! but oh well, right? at least there is something for you to read. enjoy!!! I'll try to write more soon!

A/N: I know, Millicent is supposed to be a girl!!! ok, I know that now!!! well too bad in this story Millicent becomes a he!!! so there. I just looked it up on and yes it is a girl's name, but I would never call a girl Millicent!!!! so she is a he in this story, get use to it!