Just so you know I'm writing this at half 9 at night, so it might not be that good!...
The first bell went and the 6 of them scrambled off to Maths, the room was crowded and as they were the tallest in the class, the took seats in the back row. They got many looks, but they were used to being looked at so they ignored it.
The teacher entered, looked confused, then remembered the new older students. He was rather old and started talking about graphs.
Draco and Hermione quickly pulled out notepads and pens- as they would look weird using quills- they wrote notes, and asked questions just like they would at Hogwarts.
The rest of the morning's classes were about the same, but lunch was havoc. 11-16 year olds causing trouble.
"Kids are so annoy-" Blaise started, but no one was listening apart from Ron, because those two had no idea what the others were looking at. In fact they had no idea why they were even there, but that didn't matter.
"No, no- That is not acceptable." Draco says, "I'll give them Detenti-" Harry cuts him off, "You can't give them Detention, you're not a prefect- anymore."
"Harry's right, we need to use words..." Hermione replied.
"Orrrrr... we can use violence. Violence against violence." Pansy suggests.
"No!" Draco and Hermione say in unison, while Harry agrees- with Pansy...
Draco walks over to a group of kids, who were bullying a little girl. Draco could think of many reasons the girl was getting bullied, her pink hair, her unicorn clothes, but then he saw the scar on her face- yeah, Draco backed out he couldn't do it.
"You're being a cowerd." Hermione told Draco, before storming over and telling the kids 'poliely' to stop. The 13 year old kids looked at her, as if asking her to fight them... Which she almost did, if Harry hadn't stopped her.
"Violence isn't the answer... You said that like a minute ago!" Harry told her.
This was probably bad, but here's part 3... I continued this one as some people followed this story.
I'll probably not write for a while as I still keep forgetting I have the app.
