A/N: I don't own Harry Potter, though I wish I did.

In the blink of an eye, they grew from first years to seventh years. Kyle insulted Haley, Mark, and Terry whenever he got the chance. He collected a small group of Slytherins and called them friends. He never failed to make Haley, Mark, or Terry feel worse about a bad situation. He also became Quidditch captain of the Slytherin team. He was Seeker.

Mark, Haley, and Terry became close friends. They were inseparable. It was almost as if they were connected by some invisible cord. It was nearly impossible to find one without the other two. Unless, of course, Haley went to the bathroom or something. Mark, Haley, and Terry were three of the smartest in their year. As was Kyle. Haley and Terry became prefects, as did Kyle. Haley became Quidditch captain of the Gryffindor team. She also played Seeker.

Haley hugged her parents and kissed them both on the cheek and said, "This is my last and final year here, Mum and Dad. Soon I'll be able to get a job." Her dad grinned and her mom attempted to smile through her tears.

As Haley walked towards the train, her dad called, "Have fun at school, my Head Girl!" Haley smiled back at him. She had grown up nicely and had a feminine figure. Her hair was now at her mid back and had grown silky. She was tall and slim. She boarded the train and found Terry and Mark waiting for her in a compartment. She slid the door open and put away her trunk. "Hi," she greeted them, taking a seat next to Terry.

"So how was your vacation?" Mark asked. Haley snorted.

"As if you don't know. I only wrote you two every other day," she said. Terry grinned at her.

"We better go patrol the aisles," Terry reminded her. She groaned and they apologized to Mark and promised to be back as soon as they were done.

While they walked up and down, keeping the others in line, Terry said, "Did you hear who the Head Boy is?" Haley shook her head.

"Who?" she asked, as she waved to Lydia and Kayley who were in a compartment with their boyfriends. The four of them waved back. Haley sighed. She hadn't had a real boyfriend at Hogwarts yet. She had had a lot of dates, but none of the boys seemed right.

"Malfoy," Terry said scathingly. Haley moaned. She didn't hate Kyle, but they definitely did not get along.

"Great. I have to share a dormitory and a common room with him. But if you've noticed, he's become more civil recently," Haley said. Terry nodded.

"Yeah. Dunno why," he said. They finished patrolling and returned to the compartment where Mark was sitting.

Terry and Haley sat down across from him. "Did you hear about Head Boy?" Terry asked Mark. He nodded, grimacing.

Just then, Kyle appeared outside their compartment. "Speak of the devil," Haley muttered. Kyle slid open the door and stepped in. "Malfoy," Haley said.

"Potter. Or should I say, your Head Girlship?" he said sarcastically. Haley scowled as Kyle smirked.

"Why'd you really come here, Malfoy? What do you want?" she asked. The smirk came clean off his face.

"I wanted to ask you if we could come to a truce. We will be living together this year, after all," he said. Haley looked at him. He had a sincere expression on his face. She considered his suggestion.

"Fine. But you have to stop insulting Terry, Mark, and me. Deal?" she said, and extended her hand.

"Deal," he said, and shook it. Terry and Mark grinned at each other. They would see if Malfoy stuck to their agreement. If he didn't, they knew Haley would unleash hell on him.

They arrived at Hogwarts and entered the Great Hall for the Sorting. After that, they enjoyed the start-of-term feast. As Haley and Terry led the first year Gryffindors to the tower, Terry said, "Do you think Malfoy will stick to your agreement?"

Haley snorted. "He better. Or I'll whoop his arse," she told him. Terry laughed. Terry, Mark, and Haley met just outside the common room.

"I guess you have to head to your common room," Terry said. Haley nodded.

"I'll see you guys tomorrow," she said. She hugged Mark and Terry then headed to her common room. She came to the exact spot and said, "Veritas." A hidden door appeared. She opened it and stepped inside. The common room was as big as the one for Gryffindor. It was furnished lavishly, with plush chairs and couches. There were two mahogany tables with gold trimming. Red velvet curtains hung from the wide windows. In a corner stood a tall mahogany bookcase, filled with books. She admired the beauty of the room. She then examined the bathroom, with its sleek counters and corners. She also looked at her bedroom, furnished with a theme similar to the common room.

"I see you've found it," a voice said behind her. She turned sharply. It was Kyle.

"Oh, it's you. Hello," she said, trying to be civil.

He smirked. "Of course it's me. Who else would be here?" he said.

She glared at him. "You just startled me, okay? I was so busy admiring the décor, that I forgot you were going to be here," she explained.

He shrugged. "It is pretty nice here," he said. He touched the velvet curtains, then withdrew his hand as if shocked.

"Are you trying to make small talk?" she asked. He turned to her sharply.

"Look. We're growing up, Potty. Sometimes people change," he said. His lime green eyes stared at her intensely. She flinched.

"Are you trying to say that you've changed?" she questioned.

"Yes. Is that so hard to believe?" he asked. His didn't blink as he awaited her answer eagerly.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have been so… rude," she said finally. He looked relieved. He turned to the window. "Malfoy, I really- " she started.

He turned to face her again. "Call me Kyle," he said abruptly.

"Only if you call me Haley," she said. He nodded.

She crawled into bed shortly after that, exhausted and confused by the day's events.