Disclaimer: Any likeness with real people is normally intended, please don't take anything personally by unintended bits. Miss. George and Professor Varley are intended.

The first double lesson on Monday were Defence against the Dark Arts with Ravenclaw. Draco was late, having overslept in the morning because of the nightmares that had kept him awake most of the night. He pushed open the door, hoping that who ever the new DADA teacher was, that he or she would not be too strict. A witch with red hair tied back in a pony tail stood behind the teachers desk, she looked pretty young.

"Nice of you to join us." She said without looking at him. "Just because I'm new doesn't mean you're allowed to be late for my lesson." Draco cringed inwardly and mumbled a quick sorry, great he'd got on the bad side of the teacher during his first lesson. Just wanting to sit down, he tried to find a spare seat to slip into. "Sorry? You think that's good enough? No explanation not even your name?" Oh great a witch with constant PMS who thought she had to be all high and mighty.

"Malfoy."

"Well Mr. Malfoy what have you got to say for yourself?" Draco was glad he didn't blush often, because if he did, his face would now be really red.

"I said that I was sorry. What more do you want?"

"A little more respect Mr. Malfoy. Why were you late? Busy with your girlfriend? Thought you didn't have to follow the rules like everyone else."

"I'm not Potter." Draco whispered under his breath, while staring coolly into the witches flashing hazel eyes. Great he was going to be made an example of.

"Pardon? I don't think I quite understood you."

"I said, I'm not Potter. He's the one who thinks he's above rules. I didn't sleep well last night so I overslept this morning." She gave him a glare, probably filing him into the category of students to be watched. But after having lived with Snape's and his father's glares practically all of his life hers couldn't compare.

"Take the spare seat in the front, next to Miss…I'm sorry dear I forgot your name."

"George."

"Thank you dear. Sit next to Miss. George." Draco slid into the seat next to the dark haired Ravenclaw girl. She was tall, probably the same height as him, with chocolate brown eyes and…Draco shook himself he should be paying attention and not looking at the girl next to him. "This year we are doing werewolves. You are very far behind in your curriculum. But this will have to do. Now who can tell me something about werewolves." Draco kept his eyes focused on his desk. Great of all the things they could be doing, they had to do werewolves. He could tell her enough stuff about werewolves but he wasn't going to start.

"They're an abomination of nature Professor Varley. They should be put down. One of our Professors was a werewolf, can you believe they let him into school." That comment came from Pansy. Draco smirked inwardly, and she wanted to marry him. Now if that wasn't totally ridiculous.

"That's true of course, werewolves are very dangerous but since the invention of the wolfsbane potion nobody really has to worry anymore."

"They still shouldn't be allowed to live with civilized people."

"I must say I agree with you but my opinion does not count when we're talking about the factual details of werewolves. Now if we're all agreed that werewolves are abominations of nature can we continued." Draco took a deep breath, it hurt, all those things they were saying, he never realised how deeply things like that hurt. He tried to push the lump in his throat away, he was seizing with anger but at the same time he wanted to cry.

"We're not all agreed!" The girl next to him suddenly said. "That is such a prejudiced view of things. Werewolves are humans, like the rest of us, they have feelings too, it's not their fault that they are what they are." She had stood up and had slammed her hands on the desk. "What kind of a teacher are you?"

"Less of that rudeness Miss. George. 10 Points from Ravenclaw for disrespecting a teacher."

"She wasn't being disrespectful she was just telling the truth. Even if you're are a prejudiced bitch you should keep things like that to yourself." Draco suddenly found himself standing up next to the Ravenclaw.

"Well it seems that your set on loosing a few points yourself. Another 10 from Ravenclaw."

"I'm not a Ravenclaw, you just have to look at my school uniform to notice that. I'm a Slytherin."

"Well then I would have expected you of all people to have had more sense Mr. Malfoy." Draco was now glaring at her, he wasn't going to give in to her.

"My father is paying a lot of money for this education and he is also partially paying your salary. I think he expects a better education then the one your giving us. I'm sure he'll not be happy to hear that we have another inadequate teacher here."

"And what makes a snotty little git like you think that his father has anything to say?" Draco smirked, this seemed to infuriated his teacher even more. Ha, he was going to show that stupid cow, she was probably a Potter-worshipper anyway. The girl next to him said it before he could though,

"Because his father is THE Lucius Malfoy, if you've ever heard of him." Professor Varley's jaw dropped open and she sat back down abruptly.

"Open your book on page 107 please and read form there." Draco flashed the girl next to him a grateful smile and sat down to open his book. He jumped when he felt a warmth brush his ear.

"Can I share your book? I seem to have forgotten mine." He nodded and pushed it to the middle of the table. Maybe this day wasn't going to be too bad after all.

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