Enemies

"Any enemies so to speak?" yes, it was that reporter once again.

Draco and I exchanged glances. He answered 'no' for me as I answered the question for myself as a 'yes'.

"Who?" Draco asked me confused.

"The one who was obsessed with you, the one who hated the guts out of me. Now can you guess?" we were arguing amongst ourselves.

"Ah." Draco said simply.

"Yes, I remember the first time I met that bitch…"

"So you have hard feelings toward her?" the reporter added in.

"No, no hard feelings. I almost feel bad for her; I got what she wanted in the end."

Flashback

"Are you coming?" He was waiting for me.

"Oh, yeah." I got up and quickly scurried to catch up with him. He guided the way to the 'Great Hall'. As we walked he explained how houses no longer have to sit with each other, he also mumbled something about Dumbledore being a fool for trying to create house unity. I wouldn't quote him though for I didn't hear it clearly enough. In the Great Hall the ceiling was like nothing I have ever seen before. It was, well, magical. Draco led me to one of the tables nearest the wall. I glanced all of the tables over and noticed Harry, Hermione, and Ron at a table completely opposite the one I was headed toward. They saw me and waved once again, I smiled and waved back. It was nice to feel accepted.

I sat down next to Draco and noticed I was across from that snobby girl I had seen earlier with Draco. The two bodyguards were on the other side of him.

"Are you going to give of the pleasure of introducing the new girl?" She said the word 'girl' with such venom it made me flinch, but Draco wasn't paying attention. 'He seemed like he was used to ignoring this girl,' I thought, saying 'girl' with the same amount of hate as when she said it. Mmm payback, even if it is just in my head.

"MMM MMMMM…" She cleared her throat loud enough so the whole hall probably heard her, even if they acted like they were used to it and continued talking and laughing.

Draco swung his head so it met her gaze. "What!" He shot at her. She seemed really peeved that I had sat next to him, and he didn't even notice her.

"INTRODUCE HER ALREADY." she shouted at the top of her lungs in an annoying high pitched screech. Everybody's head swung to find where the screaming was coming from, everyone noticed me, the 'new girl' and I heard whispers start up everywhere.

My face began to redden it burned as if the ozone layer had burned a hole right through the roof and was letting all of its UV rays attack my face at once. Draco noticed my embarrassment and quickly shot the school a menacing stare, which quickly sent them straight back to what they were doing earlier.

"What was that for?" he shot at her again in almost a whisper.

She looked ashamed, like a little puppy dog looking for forgiveness after chewing up your shoe. "I just wanted to know her name." I was afraid she might start whimpering or eating the furniture later.

He sighed as he began introducing everyone for me. "The one over there is Pansy, a little hot-tempered she is." She gave him a nasty thanks-for-nothing look. "This is Crabbe and Goyle." He indicated the bodyguards, which was no use I wouldn't be able to remember which was which later on. "Everyone this is Mae."

"I heard there was a commotion earlier, what did I miss? Did that Mudblood and Weasley have another go at it?" A rather handsome guy slide in next to me, looking at Draco for answers.

"No that was just Parkinsons' over here." Draco eye rolled.

"Ah, sorry I missed it." He chuckled. Pansy gave him a nasty glare, similar to the one she'd been giving me ever since I sat down. The new arrival seemed to finally notice me, his eyes lit up. He took my hand and kissed it. 'A new person for him to hit on, oh yay' I thought sarcastically. Slytherin must be 'The House of Charm'.

I cut him off before he could say anything, "Sorry," I said retrieving my hand. "That move has already been used."

He shot a glare at Draco who shrugged. "Sorry, my associate here has been stealing my moves, ever since first year."

Draco laughed at him. "You wish, vice versa."

"Anyways, my name is Zambini. Blaise Zambini." Great, just what the world needs, another Bond impersonator.

"That would make me Runey. Mae Runey." I said mocking his every word.

Just then Dumbledore appeared near the front of the heads table and cleared his throat. Slowly the Great Hall quieted.

"Sorry for the wait for the food. We have been delayed but will continue momentarily." With all the commotion I forgot about food, I glanced down at my stomach and felt if give an ungrateful gurgle. "Dig in." I heard Dumbledore say softly and slowly, as he always speaks.

Those were the magic words 'Dig in'. Food appeared before my eyes; I gave into my hunger and took a little bit of every edible thing in sight.

End Flashback

"Why do you think you were put in the Heads dorm? I mean I know Dumbledore said it was because of 'lack of space' in the other dorms, but do you believe that?"

This was the first question he really asked my own opinion on. "Well I guess since the beginning he was suspicious of me being different or special or what ever you want to call it. So I guess I think that's why he put me in there." I'd never really thought of it this way before.

Flashback

My first class was potions with Slytherin. Crowds of students were swarming around me, rushing to their class, hoping not to be too late. I soon lost everyone I was following, and unfortunately I forgot my map back in my room. I stood on my tippy-toes wondering if that would help. Me only being 5'3" it didn't help a smidgen.

I felt a wrist grab me through all the people and pull me out of the mess. Once I was out I dusted off my robes, like they do in the movies, and then looked up at my rescuer. I found Harry's green eyes gladly watching me. I gave him my warmest smile and told him thanks. He led me down to the dungeons, which I was quite familiar with. Once we found the classroom I said thanks once more as he went off to him next class.

I noticed Draco was already seated, next to Pansy, much to his dismay. I smiled at him, in spite of Pansy, as she glared back. I was getting quite used to the glare by now.

"Why Miss Runey is it?" Snape said in his usual cold whispy voise. "Why don't you go take a seat Miss. Runey. Let us see," He scanned the room looking for an available seat. "Well I guess your going to have the one next to Zambini it doesn't seem we have any others." I felt very uncomfortable with the class's gaze following me.

Blaise had scooted my chair out for me. I whispered a quick 'thanks' and Snape went on with his lesson.

Snape went on about bottling fame and putting a stopper in death, in all truth I wasn't listening. Blaise told me that he went over this every year. Before I knew it the class was over, I hoped that the next lessons would be more interesting.

I told Blaise goodbye after class and went to find some other Ravenclaws. Our next class was Charms with Hufflepuff much to my dismay. This would mean I'm not going to know anybody in that.

Charms didn't turn out as bad as I had thought. I met some nice Ravenclaws (one in particular was very nice, her name was Veta) and a few Hufflepuffs who weren't too bad. The rest of the day went by as well as could be expected with Pansy constantly sending me that all-too-well-known death glare. I can't picture her without it plastered on her pale face anymore. Neville blew up his tea while he was supposed to be reading the tea leaves in Divination, don't ask me how.

I trudged back up to the common room, clothes caked with mud. The entire way I mumbled about how dumb it was for Hagrid to be letting a mad ostrich-like creature run around the grounds, throwing people this way and that way.

I ran up to my room quickly before anyone, else, would see me. I quickly changed and headed downstairs, I told Hermione I would do homework with her this evening, the teachers really let pile it up. All in all I had about 6 feet of parchment due in a few days.

It felt good to be in clean clothes once again. There was probably a little bit of dirt in my hair, but that would have to wait. I walked into the opposite common room, Hermione wasn't there yet but I found Harry sitting on a chair.

I walked quietly, so I wouldn't interrupt him, but I decided it best to speak up so he wouldn't think I was spying. "Hi Harry, seen Hermione? She was supposed to meet me here." I babbled, he seemed to make me do that.

"Uhm…"

"Sorry to interrupt you it's just I didn't think Hermione seemed like the kind to be late, I sworn she would've been early." I paused to take a breath and noticed that he was awful quiet even if I was taking ever chance there was to talk away from him.

He noticed I was done and continued, "She went up to her room she seemed really upset about something, but wouldn't tell me what it was."

"Oh," I was ashamed that I had just gone on and on when Hermione was upset. "Do you think I should try?" I wasn't sure if I knew her well enough that she would divulge her secrets out to me.

"Wouldn't hurt."

A/N- You know the drill, lets hope at least.