Chapter Two

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The next day, you walked into class alittle late. You looked around. The only seat available was beside Draco.

"Ah, and here I thought that Mr. Potter and Mr. Weasely were the ones who were the latest." Professor McGonagall said.

"I'm sorry, Professor. I got lost."

She gave you a look. "Take your seat." She motioned to the seat next to Draco.

As you sat down, Draco made a face and scooted his chair alittle more farther from you.

"Now, to start off, I want you to turn to your partner and introduce yourselfs. Then tell them what your favorite hobby is."

You looked at Draco, who was looking at you with a smirk.

"Well, I'm Draco Malfoy, as you already know. And my favorite hobby would have to be treating you the way you deserve to be treated. Like vermin. And, I already know about you. Your name is Charity Worker and your favorite hobby is to help out the poor." Draco said the last bit really sarcastically.

"Say my real name.." you said.

"I did. Charity." Draco smirked.

"It's (y/n)." You said.

Draco rolled his eyes. "Whatever. I don't even care so." He faced forward.

You looked down at the table.

The class was quiet as you all waited for instructions. Then, Draco spoke loudly.

"Professor McGonagall, can I move? My partner smells really bad. I think she forgot to shower!"

The class started to laugh. Except for Hermionie, Harry, and Ron.

"Mr. Malfoy, that is enough! See me after class!" McGonagall said.

Draco shrugged.

You had to spend all that class with him beside you.

You noticed he was writing on a small piece of parchment. But you didn't dare check what he wrote.

Until he shoved the note at you.

You looked at him and he gave you a side glance and smirked.

You read the note.
I'm going to make your experience here at Hogwarts a living hell. You wait and see.

You crumbled the paper, giving Malfoy the pleasure he seeked.

You just wanted to get out of there already.

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You made your way to your next class. Potions. You heard that Snape was really strict.

You were on time and you took a seat. A minute later, someone sat next to you.

Hermionie.

Harry sat next to her and looked over to you.

"Hey, are you alright?" He asked.

"Yes I'm fine." You said.

"I didn't like the way Malfoy treated you. I didn't laugh when he bullied you in class. Hermionie and Ron didn't either."

You half smiled. "I'm (y/n) (l/n). You're Harry Potter, yes?"

Harry smiled. "Yes."

Draco walked into the class with his little posse. He gave you a look as he passed you and sat in the row in front of you.

"So, (y/n), why do they call you Charity Worker?" Asked Hermionie.

"Because I'm a rich pureblood and my family helps the poor."

"But that's good. Right?" Asked Harry.

"Not to pureblood rich Slytherins." You said.

"Like Malfoy." Harry looked at Draco.

"Yes. Except Malfoy is ten times worse."

Then, the door swung open and in came Snape.

"There will be no foolish wand waving or incantations in this class." Snape started.

Your mind wandered. You wondered what was going on back home. What were your parents doing? What was your little brother doing?

Snapes voice was really slow. You can play the violin to his voice. You cracked a tiny smile at the thought of it.

Then you started to think about the muggleworld. What was it like there? You wanted to ask Harry and Hermionie, but you knew that it wasn't a good time at the moment.

As you started to come back to reality, you noticed that Hermionie had her hand raised. Why wasn't Snape calling on her?

Oh.

The question is for Harry.

"I'm sorry..I don't know sir."

Snape slightly smirked. "Pity. Clearly, fame isn't everything."

Well that's rude!

You noticed Draco look back at Harry and laugh silently.

He noticed you staring and you narrowed your eyes at him.

He did the same to you, then faced forward. The rest of the class went on peacefully.

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You were walking by yourself outside. Some students went to the Great Hall to snack, study, and/or do homework.

You, on the other hand, looked for a quiet spot to read.

You found one and sat down.

Then, not five minutes later did a hand slap the book out of your hands.

"Well well well. Look who it is. You know, I think the sorting hat misplaced you. Maybe you belong in Ravenclaw. Or Hufflepuff. Or maybe you just don't belong in Hogwarts and are better off out in the poor neighborhood, helping people."

You rolled your eyes. "Don't you have something better to do, Draco?"

"Nope. Making your life a hell is all the fun I need."

You rolled your eyes again and shook your head. "No, Draco. You're just making it annoying. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm going. I don't need you to be an annoying noise by my ear. So good day." You said, picked up your book, and started to walk.

Draco got up quickly and grabbed your arm hard. "Do not walk away from me!"

You turned fast and slapped Draco hard on his cheek. He let go of your arm and clutched his cheek.

"I'll get you back for that one, (l/n)!!"

"Yeah. Whatever." You said and walked away.

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