"A dueling club? Really Draco?" Casper groaned as she folded her arms outside the room in which the club was being held in. "Couldn't you have signed us up for something more useful. Like, say, a 'how to get by in the muggle world' club?"
"Aren't you half muggle?" Draco inquired.
"I'm pureblood!" Casper nearly shouted.
"I must've forgot! Sometimes you're just so daft I pin 'muggle' right on your forehead!"
"You suck, Malfoy."
"That's disrespectful."
"You're a petunia."
Draco was seated calmly on the common room couch when Casper came dashing in nearly screaming.
"Chamber-Opened-SLYTHERINS."
He squinted his eyes in confusion at her.
"The chamber of secrets! It's been opened!" Casper began shaking him violently. "HARRY POTTER."
"Potter!" He rapidly stood and sneered dramatically into the distance.
"Yeah, we get it, your boyfriend. You have to come see. Someone killed Mrs. Norris!"
He blatantly ignored her and continued to ramble about Potter. "He just always has to one up me..."
"Yeah, we get it! He's better! Let's goooooo!" Casper dragged him out of the common room and to the front of the crowd of students.
Before them was bloody handwriting, a dead cat, and poor Harry Potter.
Casper began poking Draco anxiously.
"What are you doing that for?!"
"Shhh!!!!!" Casper used her hands to move his head toward the wall. "Read the writing."
He turned towards the wall and focused. The Chamber of Secrets has been opened. Enemies of the heir... beware.
Casper dragged him back to the common room and began to sob.
"What's wrong?"
"Who's the heir? What if I'm their enemy? What if I die? What's gonna happen?"
"What's going to happen is that you aren't the heir, you aren't the enemy, you won't die, and nothing out of the ordinary is going to happen. Everything will be just fine," Draco monotonously stated, half attempting to console Casper.
She nodded and hugged him, Draco standing stiffly there.
