Well… I have no doubt that my grammar sucks, but I can't do anything about that. I'm mentally challenged when it comes to checking my grammar (my English teacher agrees on that).

This is my first attempt on something that would interest people, so I hope it does. Read and Review everyone!

Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Harry Potter characters, the school or any magic stuff. All I own are my own weird ideas but… I wouldn't mind owning Tom Felton. XDD

LET THE MAGIC BEGIN!

Draco POV

"Let the feast begin" The voice of our headmaster, Professor Dumbledore, rang across the Great Hall.

As usual, the food magically appeared on the plates. It was widely appreciated as almost every student was starving and ready to dig in. Roast Beef was eagerly cut into, while Lamb chops were grabbed by student and eaten with bare hands. I however, didn't need to move a finger to find my plate already piling with food.

"Draco, let me help you with that!" Pansy Parkinson's whiney voice popped up as she immediately started piling mashed potatoes onto my plate.

"NO! I can help him!" Millicent Bulstrode eagerly shoved Pansy away and started pouring… no… dumping gravy onto my plate already filled plate.

"Who exactly said I wanted mashed potatoes drowned in gravy?" My smooth voice cut through the girls whining as they immediately stopped bickering only to come up with stupid excuses.

"That's right Bulstrode! He never said he wanted potatoes!" Pansy glared haughtily at Millicent before clutching my arm and giving Bulstrode a snotty glare.

"And I'm sure he doesn't want you either!" Bulstrode hissed out through her clenched teeth. Her eyes looked like she was more likely to clobber Pansy up than to curse her.

I noticed the eager stares of people not only from my table but also from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff. They were obviously waiting for me to make a decision on which girl I would choose to end this bickering.

I felt Zaibini Blaise elbow me to quickly make a decision before the 2 got into a fight and ruined the feast.

Like I care what happens to the feast.

However, I was tired today so I finally choose the obvious choice.

I slowly moved my arm around Pansy's waist adding a bit force so that she would lean into my chest a bit more. I stiffened a bit when I smelt the sharp scent of Pansy's perfume waft up into my nose. I for one never favored perfume; it stunk and was too strong.

Millicent Bulstrode just gave another glare to Pansy before resting her eyes on the next boy sitting beside her.

"Draco darling, let's skip the feast shall we?" Pansy purred while slightly shifting herself so she was stationed in my lap while her hands eagerly rubbed the outside of my thighs.

I smirked.

This, is what happens when you're the "most wanted boy in the school".

Harry POV

"Hey Potter!" A voice called out from the table next to ours.

I waved.

"Harry, good to see you again!" Justin yelled from a few tables away.

"Ill-a-opulor-afs-uousual" Ron attempted at speaking only to spit out little specks of mashed potatoes and chunks of meat out of his mouth.

"Ron, how many times do I have to tell you, don't talk while your still chewing." The bossy know it all voice of Hermione Granger made itself known as she promptly hit Ron on his back causing him to choke slightly.

Ron glared at her acidly before swallowing and gave back his best retort.

"You're not my mother!" The famous line was out of his mouth before I could helpfully note that Hermione and I had heard that line at least 1000 times.

I let my eyes wander over the great hall; the starry ceiling that was bewitched to look like the outside sky, the teachers sitting at the front of the hall; such as, Hagrid with his merry face, Flitwick and his squeaky voice.

I sighed as my eyes lingered over the headmaster's chair. Dumbledore was sitting there chatting amiably with Professor Sprout who was laughing at something he said. That was still normal… However….

I sighed. Hogwarts had changed, and so did all the students that belonged here.

I looked around at the four different houses, Gryffindor, Slytherin, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw. At the Hufflepuff table, most people were eating peacefully, some were chatting about there summer, some, however, were slowly sneaking out of there seats to get a better look at the boy across the hall.

Him.

Who?

Draco Malfoy.

I felt my heart plummet as I noticed not only were Hufflepuffs (both boys and girls) staring at Malfoy, so were Ravenclaws (both genders) and the most bothersome, Gryffindors as well.

"Harry, what's wrong? You look disturbed." Hermione cleverly asked me while getting herself out of arguing with Ron.

"Ughh... Harry I agree with you! That is disgusting!" Ron made a gagging noise before turning around and grabbing a treacle tart.

"What!" Hermione huffed looking obviously annoyed that she was left out.

"Him." I glared at the blond haired boy that so easily charmed everyone at Hogwarts. Boys and girls fell beneath his feet and he was easily given the name of "Hogwarts most wanted boy". (AKA everyone wanted to get into bed with him)

"Ohhh… Malfoy… He's not that bad, don't worry about him so much" Hermione said rather stiffly while helping herself to some raspberry pie.

"Mione's right... Malfoy isn't that ba- WHAT! Malfoy isn't THAT BAD! Bloody Hell, Hermione what are you thinking! Malfoy not that bad! He's a pain in the ass and we all know it!" Ron finished while sending Hermione looks that showed if Ron ever thought Hermione crazy he sure did now.

"I agree with Ron! He's been on our case since first year and he even calls you the "m" word Mione!" I stared at Hermione strangely, finally taking note that Hermione's cheeks were slightly tainted pink.

Then it was obvious

"HERMIONE YOU LIKE MALFOY DON'T YOU!" I yelled making Ron choke.

"MALFOY HERMIONE! MALFOY!" Ron glared at Hermione clearly thinking that someone had messed up her brain.

"He is good looking! He's also smart, popular and……………..sexy……" Hermione said hotly but mumbling the last word which made Ron lose his appetite.

"Hermione, please tell me you're still a virgin because most of this school isn't anymore thanks to Malfoy." Ron's face paled while he waited for an answer.

"Of course I am! He wouldn't even snog me if I was the last girl in the world, honestly Ronald, you have to be pretty or popular to be able to get in bed with Malfoy" Hermione whispered the last part as Malfoy got up from the Slytherin tables and walked out the Great Hall with Pansy.

"You're worth ten Malfoys!" Ron insisted while giving Hermione weird looks and a blush noticeably creeping onto his face.

"Ron's right! You're pretty, smart and loads of people like you!" I agreed with Ron but my mind agreed with what Hermione had said.

I let my mind wander as the chatter in the Great Hall was quieter when dessert came and everyone was helping themselves to ice cream or pies.

"Someone like Harry" Hermione's voice and Ron's choke snapped me out of my thoughts.

"BUT HARRY WOULDN'T! No way would Harry sleep with a dirty, low Malfoy!" Ron spat out the name Malfoy with venom.

I could only nod my head confused as to why Hermione said Malfoy would bed me. I swear I blushed at the thoughts of Malfoy and bed.

"Harry don't you realize! You're the second most wanted boy in school! You're good looking, popular, smart not to mention famous to the wizarding world, and unlike Dra-Malfoy, you're still a virgin!" Hermione stated knowingly as if she was quoting from a book.

"Nice one Harry! Now you can choose any girl to go with you to the Christmas Dance!" Ron patted me on the back a bit harder than usual while still giving Hermione looks from time to time.

I didn't think I was that popular… And never would I consider myself good looking like Malfoy… My graders were just above average and famous… well…. All thanks to Voldemort. I didn't take Hermione's words but I swear I could now feel eyes trailing on my back.

Hogwarts was my home, no matter how much it's changed, it'll always be home. I grinned and went back to chatting, once again forgetting the feeling of eyes staring at me.

DONE! It's not as good as I wanted to be, so hopefully the next chapter will be better… My grammar sucks… but… you guys will have to put up with that until I can somehow grow a brain.

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