"Oh, hey, Weasel."

"Malfoy."

"How was your summer? Still playing pranks?"

"It was fine, thanks. Of course! You should have seen Al's face when he realized his whole wardrobe was bright pink, his red face clashed just right with his robes-

"Good one! Yeah, I had my fair share this summer, too."

"Nice. You study any?"

"Of course! O.W.L.s this year, can't let you beat me now, can I?"

"No, you can't, but it's too bad I will…"

"Dream on."

"I don't dream about you, Malfoy-

"As opposed to the rest of the female population-

"Yes, you can hear their shrieks from across the castle, you must certainly give them nightmares, I-

"Wish you could be as wonderful? Sorry, but-

"Oh, really, Malfoy? Could you get anymore full of yourself?"

"It's not being 'full of yourself', it's appreciating what you have, and pitying those who don't have it."

"Sod off."

"No can do, we're both getting on the same train, right?"

"True. Well, let's go, we don't want to be stranded and have to take a flying car-

"What?"

"Nothing…just some stories I hear…"

Silence.

"Malfoy, why are you following me?"

"Me, following you? I'm just going to my compartment-

"As am I-

"Because I, unlike you-

"Because I, as dissimilar to you-

"Am a Slytherrin prefect."

"Am a Gryffindor prefect."

"Oh, how do we get caught into these situations, Weasley?"

"I don't know, but let's go to the meeting, I hope I don't have to patrol with you-

"Absolutely. Let's go."

Silence.

"Oh, I see you've made it, Malfoy and Weasley. Well, since you two seem to be enjoying each other's company, I see it fit for you two to have patrolling duties together."

"No!"

"No!"

"Marie, you can't, we're friends-

"Come on, Thomas-

"Time to patrol."

Silence.

"Oh, great, a whole year of this, splendid…"

"Oh, shut up, Malfoy."