"Father, I highly think those measures are unnecessary!" Draco hissed as they walked into Lucious' beautifully decorated study filled with countless family heirlooms.
"Yes, they were, son," Lucious replied calmly "besides the fact that your grades haven't been exactly what your mother and I expect."
"They are better than they have been in a long time!" Draco interjected. "Now I'm going to be in a class with a bunch of know-it-alls that have nothing better to do during the summer vacation than go to school." He paced.
"On the contrary Potter will be there." His father coolly pointed out. Draco stopped pacing and looked up at his father.
"That half-blood?" he asked cautiously, his father nodded. Draco flashed his signature smirk. "Who else is going to be there with us?"
"Let's see…, the muggle-borns, Weasleys and a few others." His father said looking at a class list.
"Who are these "others"?" he asked with a hint of sarcasm lingering in his voice. Mr. Malfoy looked down at the list again.
"Since you're so interested why don't you just look at the list yourself" Lucious exasperated as he conjured up a copy for both Draco and his brother.
"I only need one." Draco pointed out.
"Your bother." He explained clearly annoyed.
As Draco climbed the stair to his own room he passed his brother and reluctantly handed over his copy of their class list and timetable.
"What's this?" Avery asked.
"Class lists and timetable." Draco answered.
"Great…" Avery replied trying to hide the excitement in his voice under a sarcastic tone. Draco walked away continuing his route to his room.
Once in the safety of his room, he finally looked down at the list, there were only 12 names.
Sixth Years Fifth Years Fourth Years Fred Weasley Hermione Granger Trista Granger George Weasley Neville Longbottom Oreana Longbottom Draco Malfoy Luna Lovegood
Harry Potter Avery Malfoy Ronald Weasley Ginny Weasley
"This is going to be a long summer for you Potter and your little friends." Draco said out loud, and smiling knowingly at the name Oreana Longbottom. "She'll help me." Oreana was a Ravenclaw but was an even more than worthy Slytherin. She loathed Potter and the other two thirds of the Golden Trio more than he did. Even though Oreana was Neville Longbottoms younger sister, she tormented the boy more than anyone else in the school. She was best friends with Luna Lovegood; how they put up with each other was a complete mystery. Needless to say, that even without Draco, they'd be in for some form of havoc and hatred.
Avery burst through Draco's intricately designed and gold covered double doors to his room with a frantic look that immediately alerted Draco.
"We've got a massive problem!" Avery explained hurriedly.
"What! What is it?" said Draco trying and nearly failing to keep his cool.
"This is very bad…horrible…the future…" Avery was now pacing back and forth in front of Draco muttering and causing him to yelp out the near snippets of what he was saying.
"Avery what in Merlin's name is wrong and say it like a Malfoy. Do not whimper!" Draco hissed grabbing a hold of his brother by the shoulders forcing him or himself to calm down, he didn't really know.
"Quidditch! There's only us in Slytherin, Looney and Oreo in Ravenclaw, no Hufflepuffs but there are almost enough Gryffindors to play." Avery scowled at the last part.
"Oh," Draco said at last letting go "we do have a problem Ravenclaw will be fine as long as Oreana is there even if it's just her on the team."
"What? A one girl team? Are you joking?" Avery laughed.
"No." Draco said very seriously.
"Let's just talk about it during dinner with father." Avery suggested as he retreated out of his brothers room and into the hall. As Avery walked out, Draco realized what a threat the girl could be to them. The only reason that Slytherin always won against Ravenclaw was that they always put her as a beater, not keeper, seeker or even chaser. Also the captain of the Ravenclaw team always had the worst game plans so when ever one of the bludgers came up to her some one would be in her way so she'd have to hit it else where. But if she were just by herself she could have easily crushed them. The Gryffindors would also be hard to handle, partly because they'd be able to have a whole team depending on if Oreana's cowardly brother Neville would play. One question suddenly popped into his head.
"Will we even get to play?"