Disclaimer: Okay, so I don't own Harry Potter nor do I even know him...but I would have gotten to know him if my owl didn't get lost when I was eleven years old and I was supposed to have gotten my acceptance letter to Hogwarts. I believe that that owl is still trying to find me...hahahaha :D
~*~Chapter Seventeen~*~
~*~Draco POV~*~
We sat on the couch together and I prepared myself to tell her about my first year at Hogwarts. I told her about how I first met Potter and Weasley and how I was insanely jealous because they actually had friends who cared. This of course led to the discussion about my two goons, Crabbe and Goyle. She thought it was pretty funny that these two brainless guys followed me so closely.
"Well...most people only feared me because of my family name. No one truly respected me."
"That had to be rough."
"Yeah...but it didn't get really bad until I started to learn the error of my ways, so to say. But that came later in my Hogwarts years. I was pretty much hated by every house except Slytherin."
"Okay...explain what you mean by 'house'"
"Oh...right...I forgot to tell you about the sorting hat ceremony. There are four houses that compose Hogwarts: Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. Of course Potter and Weasley were sorted in to Gryffindor. As for me, I was sorted into Slytherin. Everyone always said that all the evil wizards were sorted into Slytherin. Of course it was in my blood to be sorted in to Slytherin."
"So are you sorted by blood or are their character traits that go with each??"
"It's kind of a combination of the two. Of course if you think about it...character traits often run in a family. So if one member of your family was sorted into Slytherin because they were cunning...it's possible that you will be sorted because you are cunning as well. Gryffindors are known for their courage. Potter and Weasley proved themselves dearly in their first year with the defeat of a mountain troll that was released in the school."
"Wow!! That's incredible!! So did anything else exciting happen during your first year??"
"Oh...I got caught after hours because I was spying on Potter and Weasley and I ended up serving detention a few nights later in the Forbidden Forest. Of course I was scared out of my mind, but I tried to keep my wits up."
"The Forbidden Forest....sounds dangerous..."
"It was...of course we were chaperoned by Hagrid. He was in charge of many of the magical creatures that roamed the school and there had been some unicorns injured in the forest. It was our job to find the unicorn that had been injured so that Hagrid could heal it. Of course when I found it there was this hooded thing hovering over it...and of course like a wimp...I went running scared. Now that I look back on it...it was pretty hysterical!!"
"Hahahahahaha!!! I can see you running and screaming your head off like a girl!!"
"Hey!! I was eleven years old...my voice had not yet matured."
"Oh...and so you're saying that it has now??"
"Of course. Are you implying any different??"
"No...of course not...how dare you accuse little 'ol me of something like that. Now...continue...I believe you mentioned something about a sport of some kind."
"Oh! Of course!! Quidditch!! Quite possibly the best sport ever!! This may be really hard to explain...but I'll try my best." And I continued on for about twenty minutes trying my best to explain the concept of Quidditch to Hermione.
"Wow!! Sounds like a seriously contact sport!!"
"Well...it's not really...but we usually make it out to be one...hahaha!!"
"What about classes?? What type of things do you learn there??"
"Oh...well...let's see...I had Potion making...which included an entire hour of Gryffindor bashing, courtesy of our Potions Master, Professor Snape. Of course all the Gryffindors hated him, but he was the head of Slytherin House...so he was dearly loved by all Slytherins. It was so funny the first day...he bashed Potter the first day...claiming that his popularity wouldn't get him anywhere in the field of potions. It was pretty funny at the time...but of course now I kinda feel bad for him. Then I also had Transfiguration with Professor McGonagall...that was actually one of my worst subjects to get through. I had a tough time grasping the concepts."
"What do you mean by Transfiguration...like actually transforming objects in to other objects."
"Yes actually. It's really fun once you get the hang of it."
"Wow!! That's really amazing!! I wish I could have gone to school at Hogwarts. I'm sure it would have been much more fun than the school that I went through. So are you ever gonna show me any of your magical powers...other than the fact that you can fly a broom??"
"I dunno...maybe...I'll think about it..."
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Okay, sorry to just kinda STOP at the end of this chapter...but I haven't posted in a while, and I wanted to get something put up. I'm really sorry! I'm not going to end the story, because I really do love writing it, I just can't get motivated to write. But I'm not giving up!! This writers block will soon fade... Remember to read and review...thanx! ~surfngurl~