"Harry, can you do me a favour please?" Hermione asked as they walked to class.
"Sure, what is it? Harry replied.
"Could you talk to Ron. He's been ignoring me for days."
"I dunno if that'll do any good 'Mione. You know how he feels about you going to the ball with Draco." Harry informed her sadly.
"I know." She nodded her head, "But if he'll listen to anyone then it's you."
"Okay. I'll give it a shot but I can't promise anything."
They both turned around as someone coughed loudly behind them.
"Well well well." Pansy sneered, "It's the little mudblood slut."
"Shutup Parkinson." Harry said angrily.
"Don't worry Potter. I just wanted to tell the mudblood that Draco won't be hers for long." Pansy glared at Hermione, "He's mine and there is nothing you can do about it."
Hermione laughed, "I feel sorry for you. When are you going to realise that he hates you. I suggest you get over it and move on."
"You'll be sorry you ever tried to steal him from me." Pansy promised her, before stalking away down the corridor.
"What was that all about?" Harry said in a puzzled voice.
"Oh nothing. The whiny little bitch is just jealous she lost out to a muggleborn is all."
Draco was on his wayto his Care of Magical Creatures class when a large owl he recognised as his fathers swooped down on him. He curiously untied the letter and opened it.
'Draco,' he read, 'It has been brought to my attention that you have been socialising with mudbloods. Need I remind you that once you graduate you will enter the service of the Dark Lord and that once you do so it will be your job to help him rid the world of filth like that. I will give you until Christmas to sever all ties with this mudblood girlfriend of yours or else she will need to be exterminated. I trust you will not wish for this to happen so I expect you to drop these notions of abandoning your family and loyalty to the Dark Lord. If I hear that you have been fraternising with Granger or your traitorous aunt then both of them will die. You should have realised that I would find a way to stop this behaviour before you went and got emotional son.'
Draco screwed the letter up angrily and threw it into the Forbidden Forest.
'How dare he do this.' He thought bitterly, 'It's not fair. He's too strong for me to defeat and he'll kill 'Mione if I stay her friend. There's only one thing to do. After the Yule Ball I must tell her I'm still the same arrogant evil prick.'
He decided he didn't want to go to class and instead went to find Jaide, struggling to keep from crying.
'I was so close to escaping…'
AN; Sorry it's short. I just needed to do this bit before the Yule Ball.