A/N: I LOVE DRACO MALFOY!

Oh... sorry for my outburst there. Here's the next chapter!

Why does life have to be so hard, Hermione thought, her head falling to the side.

Why did Harry convince me to take this stupid class, she thought, staring at the crystal orbe in front of her. Divination was so stupid in Hermione's eyes, as well as it's wacked out teacher. There was nothing exciting about it... at all.

Beside her, Ron was getting a good talk. She was yelling about prophacies and such. She calmed, flatted her dress, but glared at Ron like he comitted murder.

"Does somebody need a hug?" Draco Malfoy exclaimed loudly.

She began to go balistic again, but Draco simply replied by saying, "Wow, I can tell you're a blast at parties."

Professor Trelawney turned around, and ignored Draco. He laughed, pulling a piece of paper out of his page. He began tearing it, throwing bit and peices of it in the air, whispering, "Fly, my brothers! Fly!"

"Mr. Malfoy, I suggest you stop NOW!"

Draco stopped and put on a very serious face. "Are you racist against paper?" He asked.

Professor Trewlaney ignored him again. "Mr. Malfoy, switch seats will Neville please." She said simply, as if this was normal behavior.

Draco smirked, and took Neville's seat beside Hermione.

Professor Trewlaney dimmed the lights. Hermione stared at the orbe in front of her.

"YOU MAKE ME! FEEL LIKE I'M LIVIN' A TEENAGE DREAM! THE WAY YOU TURN-" Draco sang at the top of his lungs, grabbing Hermione's hand and singing to her.

Professor Trewlaney flicked the lights back on and Draco looked around confusingly. "What was that dreadful sound?" He asked.

"YOU!" The professor exclaimed.

"Me? Ha, I sing like a choir of angels."

"GRRRRR."

Hermione looked at Harry, who smirked as if to say 'See? This is fun!'

"Mr. Malfoy, if you don't refrain yourself, I will have you removed from my classroom."

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! YOU'LL REMOVE ME? I want to leave, Professor!" Draco exclaimed, standing up. He grabbed Hermione by the waist and threw her over his shoulder. "AND I'M TAKING THIS BEAVER WITH ME!"

Then, Draco ran out of the classroom and into the sunset, Hermione on his shoulder, and an angry Porfessor Trewlawny running after them. Then Draco summoned Buckbeak, whom he was bestfriends with now, and flew into the sky, Hermione beside him.

"So... do you like Divination now?"