A/N This is quite a short chapter, but hey at least there's an update. New chapter will be up soon, hopefully longer than this! Is it just me or does anyone else hate the new layout of AND LACK OF EXPLANATIONS

As the words left Draco's lips Harry and Ron both jumped to their feet.

"What's it to you, Malfoy?" Harry spat out glaring at him.

Draco was stalking towards Harry, with his wand clenched in his hand and a murderous look on his face.

Before Draco could say another word I stood between him and Draco, "Draco will you stop this. I was only talking to them, they've been really nice."

"Nice have they?" Draco sneered. "I'll bet they have. Been telling you lots of lies about me have they?" Draco was livid. "You shouldn't associate with your betters, Potter. Stay away from her!" He pushed Harry for emphasis.

Behind Harry and Draco I could see Hermione trying to keep Ron from cursing Draco.

I was so embarrassed and angry at Draco for doing this. Taking his arm I tried to pull him away from them "Let's just go, Draco!" Then I turned to look at Harry, Ron and Hermione, "I'm so sorry."

This seemed to enrage Draco. "Sorry? Sorry?" He roared he pulled his arm away from me and then threw a punch at Harry.

Poor Harry just didn't see it coming. Through the sheer force of the punch he was thrown to the ground. Draco jumped on top of him throwing viscous punches. Harry began to fight back, getting in a few punches of his own.

I could hear voices in the back ground but I was too busy staring in horror at the scene that was unfolding in front of me to take in what they were saying. Draco certainly seemed to be winning, but if he didn't stop I was pretty sure he was going to kill Harry.

A crowd had formed around the two boys fighting and two of the men from the crowd must have been thinking along the same lines as I had, as each man grabbed a boy by the scruff of their cloaks and attempted to separate them. Draco looked like he still wanted to kill Harry and was struggling against the man holding him, attempting to go back and finish what he had started. I walked up beside Draco and grabbed his arm and tried to get him to leave.

"Please," I pleaded with him through gritted teeth. "Let's just leave." He looked me in the eye for a moment and with one last glare behind him, took my arm and marched me away from them.

Once we were a while away I regained the courage to look at Draco. His nostrils were still flaring and his face white with rage, boy was he very angry!

"Are you angry with me?" I asked, while trying to pull away my arm from his killer grip. "Because I'm the one who should be angry! You just started a fight in there just because I was speaking to poor Harry and his friends."

At this he stopped and turned around and glared at me. "Lirael, you were talking to Harry fucking Potter!" He said this as though I had just committed the most heinous crime.

"That was Harry Potter?" I asked in amazement. "The boy who lived?" I swear sometimes I could be so blonde. How could I not have seen his scar?

He gave me another glare and tugged forcefully on my arm, pulling me towards the leaky cauldron and towards the fireplace that would take us back to the manor.

"Hey," I said, attempting to pull my arm away from him. "Lemme go! I'm not going anywhere until you explain what that was all about!"

Draco looked like he was desperately trying to contain his rage, trying not to explode.

"Lirael," his voice was very low, very dangerous. "Just move. When we get back to the manner I will explain." Then without even waiting for my reply he seized my arm and pulled me back to the manner.

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