I was wondering what Draco had against Harry Potter. It ran through my mind all day, I hardly payed any attention to my classes, well except flying class. No one could keep their eyes off of the sudden broom race.

Everyone went outside to meet Madam Hooch, a stern-looking old lady with short, spiky-ish gray hair. Her gaze on all of us as we stood in a group. She gave us a look over before shouting her directions.

(And please forgive me, its been a while since I've read the so I'm basically making her say what I think she did lol. )

"Line up! Boys across from girls!" She said, pointing to two lines of brooms. We girls stood on the left while the boys stood on the right. Everyone was elbowing and whispering to each other, probably just making fun of her hair. I heard Draco say, "How is an old lady going to teach us how to fly?" I had to smother my laughter.

Hooch explained some basic rules and safety guidelines that no one listened to, except for the mudblood Hermione who showed too much interest. "Now hold out your hands and command your broom by saying, 'up'." We all did as she said and willed our brooms to come up. I got it on the first try, as did Draco and Harry, people like Ron and Crabbe were still attempting. Their faces growing redder by the minute. "Up, up!!"

I got bored and stopped paying attention, when I looked up apparently Madam Hooch left to take someone to the hospital wing. Foolish git

I smirked

Draco held some sort of ball in his hand, I squinted to look at it closer but I still couldn't see what it was. Harry tried to grab it from him without any luck. Draco laughed and rambled on about a rememberal and Neville.

The next thing I knew, Draco and Harry were chasing each other in the air, on their brooms. The bushy-haired mudblood shouting at them from below, "Harry! Madam Hooch said not to fly! Get down here before you get in trouble or hurt!"

While shaking my head I turned back to the race, me and the rest of the Slytherins booed when Harry snatched the rememberal away. Then McGonagall stepped out. "Harry Potter! Get down here and come with me this instant!"

Harry and Draco flew down and Harry sadly followed the headmistress with his head down. I was surprised Draco didnt get in trouble either. I burst into laughter with everyone else while Hermione and Ron watched Harry go to his doom.

After a few minutes of laughing and talking Hooch returned, a displeased look on her face. "I heard what happened, Draco Malfoy, 20 points from Slytherin for refusing to follow directions, and a detention next week, and same goes for Harry once he returns."

The Slytherins were not happy, as were the Griffindorks. There was a lot of complains and harsh comments before the old hag decided to have the class sit and read books titled, Listen to Your Teacher.

Fun.

I sat next to Draco at a small table in the back, he propped the book up to make it seem as if he was reading, but all he did was mumble "My father will hear about this," and "Prat, shes just jealous of my awesome flying skills."

It was funny, I stifled a few laughs before propping my book up and leaned over to him, "I agree," I whispered, "She is a prat, now what are we gonna do about it?"

He turned to me and smiled, "I knew I liked you, I think I might have a plan." He leaned closer and whispered his plot in my ear.

~

Two weeks later

Draco and I ran down the corridor as soon as we heard the old lady scream. We knew the Weasly twins held a lot of prank items so we managed to steal a few. Down the hall we set many firecrackers and some bomb things. We had to wait a while to make sure she thought it was thew twins and not us.

"This is absolute torture." Draco said a few days ago, "I hate that we have to wait for soo long!"

But, in the killed two birds with one stone, the weasels get blamed and Hooch gets pranked!

We escaped to the door and collapsed on the couch laughing our heads off, we got strange looks but oh well. Draco told his buddies what we did while Daphne pulled me to the side and made me spill.

"You should have seen her face!!" I cried doubling over in laughter, somehow I managed to finish the story and found her laughing as well. Eventually we bid our goodnight and went up to the dorm. There was a piece of parchment laying my bed, seven messy words saying,

I had fun tonight, wanna hang more?