Draco looked over my shoulder, trying to read the letter too. I handed it to him and reached over to grab my gifts. As he read it I fastened the potion vial necklace to my neck. It was a bit thick but also somewhat small, only about the size of my thumb, so I was able to easily put it under my uniform. I hugged my new book to my chest as Draco finished reading the letter. I mouthed "Hi" when he turned to me. I smiled and blew a kiss to him and I saw him blush a little. I saw a few of the people around us start to whisper but Draco was either ignoring them or didn't notice. Or maybe it was my imagination? Am I just being paranoid? I began to think looking down at my table

"Hey" Draco said calling my attention. "Do you want to go outside?" he said looking over at the Gryffindor table. Fred and George had left which is probably why he asked me. I nodded and we both got up and left our table. Pansy gave me a nasty look as I left with Draco and I was sure that I hadn't just imagined it. On our way out we passed by the Gryffindor table. I waved at Hermione who waved back. I had started to talk to her more; we were in the same year and had Potions together after all. We weren't as close as I was with Fred and George but I talked to her more than any other Gryffindor girl. I had learned she was very smart and loved to read, a lot. She did remind me a lot of Draco; she was the kind of person who didn't make the best first impression but once you saw who they really were you pretty much loved them.

Draco was a little ways behind me as we walked but was taking a little long for some reason. He had decided to stop by the Gryffindor table where Neville had gotten a parcel, it was a Remembrall. Draco saw it and snatched it out of his hand. Of course he did I thought and with a sigh I started walking towards him. By the time I got there Harry and Ron were standing in front of him along with Professor McGonagall. He looked away from them and turned to see me giving him a look so he set the Remembrall down and walked out, making an excuse as he did. I gave the Gryffindors an apologetic look and walked after him as did two other Slytherin boys; Draco had told me that their names were Vincent Crabbe and Gregory Goyle.

When we got to the corridor Draco was leaning against the door waiting for us. Well actually I think it was more for me since he began to frown when he saw that the two boys had followed him too. Even though he obviously wasn't thrilled that they had decided to join us he didn't tell them to leave. We walked around for a little while, talking, but it felt like Draco and I were the only ones. Goyle and Crabbe were still with us but they never really said much. Sometimes it looked like they were more of Draco's bodyguards rather than friends.

Just before three-thirty we headed for our first flight lesson, well, the first one in school. My father had said since I was young that a powerful wizard was one who knew all bases of magic, not just spells, so he taught me how to fly. The sad thing is that those few hours of lessons were probably the longest amount of time either of my parents ever spent with me in one day. We got there to see that only Slytherins had arrived thus far. All of us stood in a group and chatted, waiting for class to start. For the most part I only talked to Draco and Daphne since, even though everyone else treated me nicely, I wasn't close to any one of them. A little time passed and the Gryffindors arrived; thus the lesson began.

Everyone stood next to one of the brooms that had been on the ground and had to call it to come up. Madam Hooch, our instructor, also showed us how to properly hold them and Draco was not happy when she explained he'd been doing it wrong for years. She also adjusted my hand a bit but didn't say much. As the lesson went on Neville, the poor thing, managed to hurt himself by falling from several feet off of his broom, Madam Hooch had to take him to the hospital wing. And as soon as they were too far to hear Draco began to laugh. I elbowed him but it was too late, all Slytherins had joined in.

"Shut up, Malfoy" yelled a Gryffindor girl only to be made fun of by Pansy. Why is everyone here so mean? I couldn't help but wonder if this was just part of being a Slytherin. I was about to say something to her when Draco interrupted me. He had found something on the ground; Neville's Remembrall. Harry stood up to Draco demanding he'd hand it over but of course Draco wouldn't listen.

"Come and get it, Potter!" he said as he flew by a tree teasing Harry, and he was falling for it. Harry grabbed his broom and started towards Draco. It was rather impressive too seeing as he hadn't had any prior training for this; he chased Draco around with ease. A few of the Gryffindors started clapping for Harry as the Slytherins just watched, expecting Draco to pull something off that would shame Harry. Draco had gotten a sort of leader reputation from them and now had to live up to their expectations. I could tell he was nervous and they were talking about something I couldn't quite understand. But I didn't have to hear what they were saying, I knew that look…

"Draco Malfoy you get down here right now!" I yelled at him just before he threw Neville's Remembrall which Harry thankfully caught. Unfortunately for him, that was about the same time that Professor McGonagall decided to join us

"HARRY POTTER!" she yelled as she came closer to our class. The next several words out of her mouth were just short of being sentences and were almost incoherent. A lot of the Gryffindors tried to reason with her but she ignored them and took Harry away with her. Draco, Crabbe and Goyle all seemed very pleased with themselves. After Harry was taken away Madam Hooch came back and, having seen him with Professor McGonagall, she went on with our lesson. All through the lesson, Slytherins made snide comments about Harry, about him not being as great as he thought he was, and how we were better off without him. And all this just from Draco's laugh…