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When Harry, Ron, Hannah and Hermione entered the Great Hall for breakfast the next day, the first thing they saw was Draco Malfoy, who seemed to be entertaining a large group of Slytherins with a very funny story.
As they passed, Malfoy did a ridiculous impression of a swooning fit and there was a roar of laughter.
"Ignore him" said Hermione, who was right behind Harry and Hannah "Just ignore him, it's not worth it..."
"Hey, Potter!" shrieked Pansy Parkinson "Potter! The dementors are coming, Potter! Wooo00000!"
Malfoy went to say something else until Mattheo came walking by, putting his hand on his cousins shoulder and forcefully turning him back around in his seat.
Hannah looked down to hide her smile as she and Harry dropped into a seat at the Gryffindor table, next to George.
"New third-year course schedules" said George, passing them over "What's up with you, Harry?"
"Malfoy" said Ron, sitting down on George's other side while glaring over at the Slytherin table.
George looked up in time to see Malfoy pretending to faint with terror again and that was only because Mattheo wasn't looking in his direction.
"That little git" he said calmly "He wasn't so cocky last night when the dementors were down at our end of the train. Came running into our compartment, didn't he, Fred?"
"Nearly wet himself " said Fred, with a contemptuous glance at Malfoy.
"I wasn't too happy myself " said George "They're horrible things, those dementors..."
"Sort of freeze your insides, didn't they?" Said Fred.
"You didn't pass out, though, did you?" said Harry in a low voice.
"Forget it, Harry" said George bracingly "Dad had to go out to Azkaban one time, remember, Fred? And he said it was the worst place he'd ever been, he came back all weak and shaking... They suck the happiness out of a place, dementors. Most of the prisoners go mad in there"
"Anyway, we'll see how happy Malfoy looks after our first Quidditch match" said Fred "Gryffindor versus Slytherin, first game of the season, remember?"
The only time Harry and Malfoy had faced each other in a Quidditch match, Malfoy had defiantly come off worse.
Hannah and Harry smiled at each other as they felt slightly more cheerful while grabbing some food to put on their plates.
Hermione was examining her new schedule "Ooh, good, we're starting some new subjects today," she said happily.
"Hermione" Ron frowned "They've messed up your schedule, look they've got you down for about ten subjects a day, there isn't enough time"
"I'll manage. I've fixed it all up with Professor McGonagall"
"But look," Ron laughed "see this morning? Nine o'clock, Divination. And underneath, nine o'clock, Muggle Studies. And" Ron leaned closer to the schedule "look underneath that, Arithmancy, nine o'clock. I mean, I know you're good, Hermione, but no one's that good. How're you supposed to be in three classes at once?"
