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Malfoy's POV

I walked alone back to the common room. I had left dinner early, having wanted some time to myself. I was thinking about what happened on the train, when someone appeared behind me.

"And where do you think you're going?"

I sighed and turned around.

"Hello Professor." I muttered, staring at the leering face of Snape.

"And why have you left dinner before everyone else?" He asked, smirking.

"Uh" I stalled, looking around at the stone walls of the dungeons, "That's really none of your business."

"Mister Malfoy" He drawled," It would do you good not to get in trouble with me on the first day."

"If anyone should get in trouble its Potter" I spat.

Geez just go away!

Snape smirked. "Well, that's true."

I snorted and continued walking down the dungeons.

My (Emily's) POV

I had left the Great Hall early so Professor Mcgonagall could show me around. By the time she had finished, I was drop dead tired.

"Well, that's just about it." She finally said, standing by the portrait of the Fat Lady, which I learned lead to the Gryffindor common room.

"Thank you Professor…" I replied, rubbing my eyes, "Goodnight."

"The password is "Wattlebird"." She said before she walked away.

I groaned "Wattlebird", and the Fat Lady opened. I walked inside, dragged myself up to the girl's dormitories, and passed out on my bed.

Malfoy's POV (the middle of the night)

I groaned, and rolled over.

2:08…

Crabbe, Goyle and Blaise's constant snoring was keeping me from getting my precious beauty sleep.

2:09

I flopped onto my stomach.

2:10

I grabbed my pillow and shoved it over my head.

2:11

I flipped onto my back and threw the pillow at Crabbe, who snorted and started snoring again.

Great.

2:12

I groaned and slapped my hand to my forehead.

And now I don't have a pillow.

Crabbe's incessant snoring was really bugging me, so finally I belted, "CRABBE SHUT THE HELL UP!"

He jerked awake, screaming. I saw him looked around, then look my pillow on his bed.

"Um, Draco. I think this is yours." He muttered, tossed it over to me and rolled over on his side.

Rolling my eyes, I took the pillow and went to the common room. I tossed my pillow onto the black leather couch, and laid down to sleep.

My (Emily's) POV (morning)

As it turns out, we don't have any classes today. Of course Hermione was furious, and went straight to Dumbledore. I was just happy that I got to sleep in. I grabbed Sam and Marie and bolted the endless flights of stairs to the Great Hall for breakfast.

As soon as we sat down, hundreds of owls soared over our heads, dropping letters left and right.

"I hope they haven't just ate…" I said, giggling.

"Ew! Em!" Marie laughed, playfully punching my shoulder.

"Heh…I wasn't kidding…" I mumbled.

I looked up and spotted my owl, Shadow, right away. He was carrying a letter. He soared down onto the table, and dropped the letter onto my plate.

"Well, I guess I'm not having those eggs then…" I said, picking the letter out of the yolk.

Shadow picking at a piece of my toast, chirping happily. I opened the letter. It was from my mom.

I was halfway done reading about how much she misses me and hopes I have a great time, when someone jerked it out of my hand.

"Hey!" I exclaimed, wheeling around on my seat.

Pansy stood in front of me, smirking and reading my letter.

"Aww!! Wittle Emiwy's mommy misses her!!! How sweet!" She mocked in a baby voice.

"Give. Me. It. Back." I said sternly, glaring her down.

"You'll have to jump for it!" she squealed happily, holding the letter above my head.

I took out my wand, and held it up to her chest.

I don't know if I can do this yet but…

"Oh I'm soooo scared!" She said, putting on a fake scared face.

"Accio." I said, and the letter dropped into my hand.

Sweet!

Pansy huffed and walked away. I laughed and stuffed the letter into the pocket of my light blue jeans. My eyes drifted over to the Raven claw table, then the Slytherin table, where Pansy was complaining to Draco, Blaise, Crabbe and Goyle.

I laughed out loud as she saw me looking and stuck out her tongue. Blaise glared at me, and Malfoy smirked and Goyle held up a fist.

Sam glanced in the direction I was looking. "Stop staring at him!" She said, glaring at Malfoy.

"What?" I asked, "I'm not staring!"

"Yeah you are…" Marie mumbled her mouth full of toast," This toast is good!"

"I do enjoy toast…" I shoving some into my mouth.

Harry glanced at us from across the table.

"What was that all about?" He asked, gesturing towards Malfoy's table.

I shrugged. "Pansy."

"Ah…" replied Ron.

"Well, I'm going to go explore a bit." I said, grabbing a piece of bacon and dashing out of the Great Hall.

Malfoy's POV

I just recently realized how extremely boring my friends are. And, let's not forget, how annoying.

Just before, in the beginning of breakfast, Goyle had taken a swig from his glass of pumpkin juice, and spilt it all over me. I cleaned it up with a spell, but left the Great Hall to avoid any further embarrassment. I would deal with him later.

So now I'm walking outside, gazing at the clouds in the sky.

How nice it would be to be flying right now…

I had almost made up my mind to go get my broom, when I saw someone flying around on a broomstick about 50 feet away.

I ran over to see who it was, ready to report them to Snape, when the person came straight at me. I yelled and was ready to duck when they made a vertical swerve upward, missing my head my inches.

"Hey! Watch it!" I yelled.

The person landed, got off the broom and walked over to me. I noticed that it was Emily.

"I'm sorry, Draco." She said once she got close enough.

She stopped about 3 feet away from me.

My (Emily's) POV

I ran over to Draco, completely embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, Draco." I apologized.

Ahhh…..he's SO CUTE!!!!

I practically squealed out loud, but I managed to bite it back.

"Why are you staring at me like that?" he asked, raising one eyebrow.

"I..uh…" I stammered, my heart beating faster.

He smirked and I blushed even harder.

"What kind of broom do you have?" he asked, looking behind me at the broom I didn't bother to bring over.

"A nimbus 2001..." I answered, looking at his forehead instead of his eyes.

"Me too." He bragged," Father can always afford the best."

I laughed.

Well this is…awkward.

"So…um…your father's rich?" I asked, glancing at his clothing.

He was wearing black (probably very expensive) pants. He was wearing a long sleeved snow white t-shirt with a black long-sleeved silk shirt underneath.

"Yeah." He said, smirking his face off, "and judging by the state of your clothes, your father isn't."

"Heh…well my father doesn't live with me. It's just me and my mom. Oh, and my cat.." I said, smiling.

Malfoy put on a shocked face.

"You mean you don't see your dad?"

"No."

"………"

"……..yeah….."

"……………………………."

"Well I gotta go get my broom and go back to the common room."

"Why?"

His question stunned me to the stop.

"W-What?"

"Why?" He repeated, smirking from ear to ear.

His gray eyes glinted maliciously.

"Well because Marie, Sam, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Seamus, Dean, Fred, George and everyone are there."

He didn't say anything for a moment. Then he replied, "You should've been in Slytherin.", his smirk gone, his face serious.

"Um…well I have to go. I'll see you later." I answered, walking over to my broom.

Malfoy's POV

I bit back a sharp retort, and watched her pick up her broom and walked back to the entrance hall. She turned around to see if I was watching, saw me, stiffened up, and walked away. I smirked, turned on my heel and walked towards the grounds.

Author's Notes: Well this chapter was insanely boring. I promise my next one will be more entertaining, and there will be classes. Bye! R&R