Satine pushed the door open and stepped out into the hall, inwardly releasing a sigh of relief. It was finally the weekend. She only had no homework; she had finished Potions in Defense, Defense in Transfiguration, and Transfiguration in Charms, since she performed the charm perfectly on the first try. She had learned that particular spell a few years ago, and she could perform it in her sleep without a wand. A smirk crossed her face as she thought of all the things she could do in her free time this weekend. It was going to be lovely.

Alec slipped through the door Satine had thrown open, his footsteps not making a sound. Thank Merlin it was Friday. Three more days before he'd be restrained to a desk. Three days where he could explore where ever, find out what new events were occurring. Three days...

Isabel walked out with Satine and Alec as well. "This is all such a bother... homework on the weekend!" Isabel exclaimed.

Sadie and Ginny walked out of the classroom and hurried down the corridors toward the Gryffindor Common Room.

Harry, and Ron walked by, engaged in a discussion about Quidditch. "I doubt it... Gryffindor will definitely win this year," Ron told him.

"I hope your right," Harry said.

Draco and Blaise laughed as they swaggered down the hallway, a cluster of them just coming from Transfiguration. Blaise had just finished doing a comical (to them) impression of McGonagall reprimanding Blaise for showing disrespect and horseplay in the classroom. They were heading, as usual, to escort Satine and her friends to wherever they desired to go. Surprisingly, it wasn't too terrible of an ordeal, as they found Satine charming, and being that Draco and Satine were only a year apart, they found they could relate very easily. "You'll have to show Satine," Draco insisted to his friend. "That was quite good."

"You know, I think I will," Blaise responded, smirking. McGonagall drove him crazy. She needed to loosen up; such severity surely wasn't healthy.

Draco's smirk turned into a sneer as he noticed another group of people making their way down the corridor. They were passing just as the group of Slytherins reached Satine, Isabel, and Alec. "Still associating with the worst of the wizard kind eh Potter? The Mudblood and a Weasley, the most disgraceful wizarding family known to mankind."

Satine looked up as she heard her brother's familiar drawl. His special drawl; the one he used only when he was insulting Potter. Here they go again...Honestly, I think they seek each other out sometimes just to have a fight. Boys. She couldn't blame Draco though; she had seen enough of Harry Potter to know exactly why Draco hated him, and she believed Draco had very good reasons. Everyone thought he was such a saint. It wasn't like he actually fought their Lord. He probably didn't even remember the incident. He just used his status to get away with things and play hero. How pathetic and thoroughly disgusting. She was about to tell Draco that she just wanted to go back to the common room (Harry's and his fights always took a while), when Harry spoke.

Harry looked over at Draco, and stopped walking in synchronization with Hermione and Ron. "Oh, I suppose that your family is better. Expensive dress robes, that's all you care about, and that's all you are. Money... nothing else," Harry said taking his wand out.

Harry walked toward Malfoy thinking of spells and hexes that he could inflict upon Draco, whatever embaressed him the most would be the best. Nothing made him more upset that in his two best friends being taunted. He hated the word mudblood.

Satine felt anger boiling inside of her. No one insulted her family and got away with it. No one. On her exterior however, her face was as smooth as glass, but her eyes narrowed as she pierced him with his glare. "Shows how much you know. You think you know everything don't you, just because you're Harry-bloody-Potter. At least we have family to speak of and ours if of the respectable kind. The pure kind."

Harry turned from Draco to Satine. Harry glared into her cool dark eyes. If she wasn't a girl he would have raised a hand to her. He gripped his wand tighter. "Pure kind?" Harry mocked, "That makes you so much better? Having everything handed to you makes you so much better? You must not be completely pure, if you've got someone defying you walking the halls. Isn't Gryffindor the house full of half-breeds... and muggle-borns? Didn't we beat Slytherin last year for house points... oh that's right we did."

Ron's mouth nearly dropped. This was the first time he heard someone bring up what happened with the sorting hat to Draco or Satine. He had no idea what the reaction was going to be, but he was anxious to see it.

Draco narrowed his eyes, fully ready to retort when Satine cut in.

"Not 'having everything handed' to me," Satine corrected, voice sharp and confident. She couldn't recall a time that she was more angry in her life. The nerve of this boy...! It made her want to rip his head off for his impertinence, his stupidity, and his...it made her want to scream. "More like having all that I could want and need. Consequence of my family working hard to ensure that we only receive the best. We believe in our own self worth, as you clearly don't. And as to Sadie-"

Hermione had been watching the argument quickly escalate into a battle which would be extremely dangerous for them to continue, particularly since there were at least 3 Slytherins for every one of them. "Harry, we need to get back to the common room. There's a important study session for Defense; you know, everyone's worried about that big exam coming up. And you'd promised you'd be there, remember?" Hermione lied. She grabbed his arm and dragged him away from the crowd, hoping he'd come to his senses.

"Oh, I won't let you get away with that Potter," spat Satine once he was out of earshot. "You just wait." People like him needed to be taught a lesson about the rules of this world.

Harry reluctantly let Hermione pull him away, "I don't see you doing anything about it. Malfoys must need each other to fight their battles for them."

Ron's mouth dropped again, he knew Harry was referring to Satine finishing the battle for Draco.

Anything that Harry liked about Satine before was now gone. He was still somewhat attracted to her beauty, but he knew who she was now. A Malfoy, just like her brother. He wished he would have gotten the courage to hex her. His face must have been beet red with the fury...

"Harry, please, just calm down. You know the how the Malfoys are. You just can't let them get to you," Hermione said soothingly. "We all know that they're just bitter. Or blind. Their problems aren't ours. So let's not let them ruin our weekend. They shouldn't get power over us like that." He was looking redder than Hermione had ever seen him, and she was quite worried. She hoped it was just from anger and that he'd calm down. He wouldn't be able to control his power if he was so upset, and they could risk putting people in danger.