Malfoy Arrives

The years of school with Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy were...magical and ever exciting. But it usually took a bit of time before the rivalry would kick into full gear and spells were being thrown.

The Golden Trio was looking in wonder as everyone surrounded them. Only Hermione's face seeming to understand what was going on.

The doors of the great hall suddenly rushed open. Three Slytherin's entered confidently. Two giants, surrounding Draco who already had his wand drawn.

"Hello Potter," Draco spat, "hope you enjoyed your summer. Cause your school year is about to become a lot rougher."

Harry angrily placed his Pumpkin juice down. I almost felt sorry for him, knowing that everyone including myself were aching to watch these two groups fight. Harry stood up, adjusting his glasses.

"What is it you want Malfoy," said Harry, "I don't have the time for this?" The two trolls, Crabbe and Goyle, approached the table forcing Hermione and Ron to jump up. Hermione already had her wand in hand, waiting to make a move.

"I swear Malfoy," said Harry as he readied his wand, "I won't stand for your lackeys threatening my friends." Malfoy laughed, as students from Beauxbatons and Durmstang joined the crowds.

"Don't try to play the victim here Potter," said Malfoy, "I have heard all about what you have been saying. Whispering to everyone who can hear about our past duels. Well this is a new year. And I am going to show everyone today."

Last year, a nameless student, or maybe it was a group of students had enchanted a broom closet in the school. One on the highest floor, where few teachers ever traveled. The closet was bigger than the great hall once you stepped in, and silent to the outside world. And naturally, besides other things, it became the arena where students would duel. Free from the punishments of teachers.

Last year, the senior students were the best at the arena, and probably were still a step ahead of the fourth years. But the Golden Trio were undefeated to our year. Led by Harry, they could fairly easily defeat everyone. Well, Malfoy's team was only a step behind. But a step behind still lost him four duels.

"Harry hasn't been whispering anything to anyone," said Hermione. I could hear Michael Corner chuckling.

"Always fighting Potter's battles," said Malfoy, "meet us in the arena." Malfoy and his bodyguards walked off. Herds of students followed. We were smart enough to all take different passages, at different times to not draw the attention of the teachers.

Soon enough, I made my way too.