Chapter 3
It was the summer before third year and Allison was at Draco's house. After their first year, Allison started spending summers at Malfoy Manor. Draco had become seeker for Slytherin's quidditch team and he had been training as hard as he could since second year ended.
One morning Allison woke up to hear a commotion in the room next to hers. She jumped up and ran into the other room to find Draco with Pansy, Blaise Zabini, Crabbe, and Goyle. She put her hands on her hips and glared at Draco.
"What the bloody hell is going on?" she demanded.
Draco grinned sheepishly.
"They came over and woke me up," he told her.
Pansy cleared her throat.
"Draco was just telling us what he was going to have on his birthday," she announced.
"I see. I'm going to get dressed, I'll see you lot in a bit," Allison said, and left.
"I don't think she cares much for you anymore, Malfoy," Crabbe laughed.
"What makes you say that?" Draco asked.
"She didn't give her opinion about your party. She usually has something to say," Blaise put in.
"We just woke her up, she never has much to say when she just wakes up," Draco defended.
About an hour later, Allison came in all nice and dressed. She had The Daily Prophet in her hand.
"Whatcha reading?" Pansy asked.
"Some man named Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban," Allison replied.
"Really? No one's ever done it before," Blaise told everyone.
"It says the ministry is making dementors guard every entrance to Hogwarts," Allison looked at the paper.
"He's after Harry Potter," Lucius Malfoy said from the doorway.
"Why?" Goyle asked.
"The ministry suspects that Black is a Death Eater," Lucius scoffed. "And that he believes that killing Potter will bring back the Dark Lord."
Lucius walked away shaking his head in disgust. Draco sighed.
Everything is always about Saint Potter," he sneered.
On September first, two new teachers were announced. Rubeus Hagrid was the new Care of Magical Creatures teacher and R.J. Lupin was the new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. After the feast, Professor Dumbledore stood up again.
"This year, Hogwarts will be played host the dementors of Azkaban. It is not in the nature of a dementor to be forgiving. They cannot distinguish the one they hunt, and the one that gets in their way. Do not give them any reason to harm you," he said.
At the Slytherin table, Draco turned and faced the Gryffindor table.
"Hey, Potter! Potter!" Harry turned to looked at Draco. "Is it true you fainted? I mean, you actually fainted?" Draco laughed.
"Shove off, Malfoy," Ron said.
The Slytherins and the Gryffindors had all their classes together, so they all walked out to Hagrid's hut for Care of Magical Creatures.
"All right you lot, settle down. I've got a real treat for you today, so follow me," Hagrid said.
They all followed him out to an open area by his hut.
"Gather over there, and open your books to page 49," Hagrid told them.
Draco lifted up his book, which he had bound with a belt.
"Exactly how do we do that?" he demanded.
"You just stroke the spine, of course, goodness me," Hagrid said, and disappeared behind some trees.
"I think they're funny," Hermione said.
"Oh yeah, real funny. God, this place has gone to the dogs. Wait til my father hears that Dumbledore's got this oaf teaching classes," Draco sneered.
Hagrid brought out a creature from behind the trees. He called it a hippogriff and it looked kind of strange. Harry got to pet it, and then he got to ride it. When he came back, Draco was furious.
"Oh, please. You're not dangerous at all are you? You great, ugly brute," Draco said to the hippogriff.
Because hippogriffs don't like to be insulted, it reared up and but Draco's arm with its talon. Allison and Pansy screamed while Hagrid controlled the animal. He dismissed class and picked Draco up to take him to the hospital wing.
"You're going to regret this. You and your bloody chicken," Draco told Hagrid.
When the third years had their first Defense Against the Dark Arts class, Draco still had a sling around his arm. Allison thought he was being stupid.
"You don't need to wear that," she hissed.
"So what? I get out of doing homework," Draco smirked.
"You better wipe that smirk off your face, Draco Malfoy, or I'll do it for you," Allison threatened.
Draco frowned and then Allison laughed.
"So gullible," she said.
Professor Lupin had an interesting lesson that day. He introduced to the class a boggart. It took the shape of what the students feared the most, but Draco, Allison, Crabbe, Goyle, Blaise, and Pansy were in the back of the line, so they never got a chance.
"What would it have looked like if you had gone up there?" Blaise asked Allison.
"Um, my father yelling at me," Allison admitted. "What about yours?"
"Me, when I'm old," Blaise said.
"You're afraid of getting old?" Pansy asked him.
"No, it'll be me, but I'll be alone. That's what I'm afraid of," Blaise replied.
"Awww, how cute," Allison smiled.
Blaise blushed and looked at Draco.
"What about yours?" he asked.
"Nothing, I'm not afraid of anything," Draco lied.
Allison shook her head and rolled her eyes. Later in the common room, she and Draco were sitting by the fire.
"You lied to Blaise," she said.
"So what? I don't need them knowing that I'm afraid of my father," Draco muttered.
Allison put her head on Draco's good shoulder.
"So we're both afraid of our fathers, yet we don't know how to escape," she sighed.
Draco nodded.
"Yeah, but I'll be okay as long as you're here," he told her.
"I'm your best friend, I'll always be here," Allison promised.
"Good," Draco smiled.
"Well, good night," Allison stood up.
"I thought you said you'd always be here," Draco grinned.
"I'm tired, hun. I'll be here in the morning," Allison laughed.
A/N: Again, it's not the whole year, but I'm trying to make it interesting. If I made it the whole year, these chapters would be soooo long!