Draco walked carefully through the hallways as he went back to his dorm to grab a few extra blankets he forgot. He had a feeling that something bad was going to happen, but couldn't put his finger on it.

He just knew something bad was going to happen. It was like a gut feeling. Well, except for his other gut feeling that had him hating salmon and loving blueberry pop tarts.

Draco gulped as Ron rounded the corner and walked over to him. "Hey Malfoy." He said as he ran over.

"Weasley," Draco nodded, then tried walking around him.

"I wanted to talk to you." Ron said as he halted Draco. He put an arm in front of Draco and pulled him back to look at him.

"Yes?" Draco asked, taking a step back.

"What was with you yesterday?" He asked skeptically. Draco gulped.

"None of your buisness." Draco told him.

"Yeah, then why'd you need Harry so badly, hmm?" Ron asked with a sneer.

"I already told you. None of your buisness." Draco growled.

Ron grabbed Draco forcefully and pinned him to the wall. Draco's eyes widened and he flinched. "Weasley stop!"

"Somethings going on, Malfoy. I know it. You better watch out, because if I see anything suspicious, you're dead." He threatened, then punched Draco in the face before walking away.