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Chapter 3: Not another one!

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Harry looked amongst the class. He saw the bushy haired girl, who currently had her nose in her book. He then saw Eric, who waved frantically, and received several glares from his fellow Gryffindors. Then he looked over to the Slytherins. As he was looking, his eyes connected with a certain pair of silver eyes.

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Harry looked away from those intense, sliver eyes. There was anger, and something else that he couldn't place. It unnerved him.

"Well Mr. Potter, please take a seat amongst the other Slytherins" Professor McGonagall said, and gave Harry a little nudge.

Harry looked around the Slytherin side, and noticed that there was only one seat empty, and it was besides Malfoy.

Crap! Can this day get any worse!

Harry shot Malfoy a "go to hell look", who in return smirked. Harry made his way over to the seat, and sat next to him.

"Well, well. It's so nice for you to join us, freak!" Malfoy glared at Harry then turned back to the front.

Harry wanted to beat the living hell out of him, but the thought of beating up his gorgeous face, made him feel guilty. He scoffed, and kept his gaze on the teacher.

As he was watching the teacher, he felt a piece of paper hit him in the face.

"What the…" He said, and looked around then found a piece of paper on his desk. He opened it up and read it.

'Hey mate!

I see you got put in Slytherin, bet that's a bummer! Well I must go, before I get in trouble!

From- Jones

P.S- Malfoy is a big prat!

Harry smiled and looked across the room at Eric. Eric smiled and waved once again, then pointed to Malfoy. He looked around to see what Eric had pointed to. Harry's draw dropped, and he had to look away before he fell to the floor and laugh his head off.

This is just bloody hilarious! I whish I had a camera…

Malfoy had his hand on the side of his head. He apparently was asleep, because a pool of drool was running down the corner of his mouth.

Harry gave a mischievous grin, and poked Malfoy's side.

"Hey, wake up Malfoy. You're starting to get me wet with all your drool spilling out of your mouth."

Malfoy suddenly jerked awake, and mumbled a very angry "shove off" He wiped off the excess drool, and looked out the window, obviously embarrassed.

Harry looked over at Eric who gave him thumbs up.

"Great job!" He mouthed at Harry, then turned back around and started talking to the bushy haired girl form earlier.

Harry crumbled up the paper. He sat there quietly, looking around. He began to scan the Gryffindor section. He noticed the bushy haired girl. She looked very tense. Harry wondered why, when his eyes met a very angry looking red head. The red head had his hair tied in a red ribbon, which seemed to blend in with his hair. He wondered why the red head looked so angry, but then noticed that he was looking at him.

Aw fuck! Not another one! I already have Malfoy on my tale, now this red head?

Harry looked away, and glared at the table top. Suddenly, a bell rang, signaling that the class was over. Harry got up, and let out a pent up breath, that he supposedly was holding after the glare session from the redhead.

He looked around for Eric, but he was know where around. Harry walked out of the classroom, but his face was instantly smashed against the cold, ruff stone wall. Harry groaned in pain, as a cold voice entered his thoughts.

"Why In the hell were you looking at my woman!" The voice seemed to pierce Harry's thoughts.

Damn, the gods must hate me.

Harry inwardly groaned, as he was pushed harder into the wall.

"Say something you bastard!" The voice hissed.

Harry growled, and creped his hands up in between his chest and the wall, and pushed violently back.

As Harry pushed, the body behind him flew back, and rammed in to the locker. Harry tensed, and turned around to see the red head. He looked at him in disgust, and turned and walked away.

"You won't get it so easily next time, bastard!" The red head seethed at Harry's retreating back.

Harry walked down the hall. He hated to admit it, but he was lost, and that stupid red head made it worse. Why had that prat go off on him like that? He wasn't checking his woman, so he called, out. He was just curios, as to why, she looked so…tense, and especially tense, around the red head.

"Harry!" A very cheery voice, called out from behind him.

Harry turned around, and couldn't help but to smile at Eric happy face.

"Hey Eric, What's up?" Harry gave a small smile.

"Oh nothing much, mate! I herd Ron tried to rough you up abit after English" Eric said frowning.

Harry replayed the scene in his head from earlier. Ron, so to speak, was the red head that tried to "rough" up.

"Yeah, he did. I don't know why, I was just looking at the girl next—"Harry was interrupted by Eric, who snickered.

"Oh, you mean Hermione!" Eric started to laugh "Ron always was protective of her. I don't know why, because she really doesn't like him."

"Oh, I kind of wondered about her. She seemed so tense, and she seemed a lot worse when she was sitting next to him." Harry began to muse at the thought, and didn't notice some one come up behind him, until she spoke.

"Of course I seem that way around him! He's so bloody controlling!" She said and didn't try to hide the disgust in her voice.

Harry jumped, and turned around to see Hermione behind him.

"Sorry about that" She said smiling. "By the way, my name is Hermione!" She smiled, and shifted her large books to one arm, and held out her free hand.

"Nice to meet you Hermione, the name's Harry." Harry shook her hand, but still was a little uncomfortable about meeting new people. She seemed nice, but you can't just trust some one when you first meet them. He gave her another once over, and decided to give her a try.

"I'm really sorry about Ron. I used to like him, but after he became the "head Gryffindor" his head seems to have swollen up with his popularity. Then he became controlling, and started to push people around" Hermione took a breath and looks down. "Well enough of that!" She said a bit more cheerily.

"Yes, please! Me and I'm sure Harry, doest want to hear about the big headed Ron!" Eric said sarcastically.

Harry watched them and smiled a little bit.

These people aren't that bad, but still I'm not fully to the point where I can trust them.

"Well mate, what class do you have?" Eric said looking at Harry.

Harry looked down at his schedule.

"History" He said looking up at them, as Hermione suddenly slapped Eric on the back of the head.

"Ouch! Gosh!" Eric mumbled under his breath, while rubbing his head.

"Could you be anymore stupid Eric? You know that both Slytherins and Gryffindors take the same class?" Hermione smiled. "Oh don't be such a baby, Eric. I didn't hit you that hard!"

"Well Hermione, I guess you don't know your own strength. That did look like a pretty hard hit." Harry said laughing.

Hermione and Eric both started laughing along with Harry.

Today, maybe, could get better!

"Well boys, lets go to history! "Hermione said excitedly.

"Oh yay……." Eric drawled.

Harry laughed again and followed them to their History class. Hermione sat next to Ron, who was giving him death glares. Eric sat beside a red head, which looked like a female Ron. Harry smiled and walked over and sat by Malfoy.

"Hello Malfoy!" Harry said rather cheerily than usual.

"Shut up" Malfoy said irritated, and trying hard not to look at the "Freak"

Harry smiled and winked at Malfoy, who paled, and looked away.

Maybe that will make him leave me alone, even if it's just for a little while.

He took out a small note book and began to write down all the notes, the teachers was calling out. This happed to be his favorite class, and the where talking about his favorite time period. The Time of the Egyptians.

After class had ended, Malfoy was dead to the world. Harry smiled gently, and couldn't help feeling something for his big, evil bulley. He leaned over and whispered softly in his ear.

"Draco….Wake up. I'll see you in Algebra." He smiled and leaned up only to see Malfoy shiver.

Ha Ha! He is so darling!

Harry began to laugh all the way out of the room, but didn't notice a certain pair of angry silver eyes watching him.

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