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"You knew it was me in the first place!" Harry giggled. Isaac frowned. "Well you do know I'm bad at discovering things!" Rachel popped in, "guys! It's class! And Isaac, the teacher needs to chat which you." And with this, she left. Isaac glared, "thanks a lot, Harry!" and sulked away. Harry groaned, "This is irritating…" As he silently walked into the classroom, the whispering fell, dead. Harry knew it was about them. And he was feeling really guilty. "HARRY POTTER!" the teacher bellowed. Harry jerked up straight, "y-yes Professor?" The whispering began again; the class stared at Harry and then ran their eyes towards Isaac. Harr

"Ooh, isn't that the 'oh-my-god-i'm-so-famous Harry Potter? I wonder why he's in such a rush..." Pansy Parkinson asked gleefully. "OW!" came a small cry, it was from a first year student and Harry had accidently tripped her over. Harry screeched to a stop. He was far away now, very far away, but he still wanted to help her so he ran back. When he got there, there was a small crowd. "Hey kid, what happened?" Fred asked. "Well... I think it was a third year student who tripped me over, he was in such a rush!" the little girl replied. "Describe him..." Draco commented, he was glad he could waste his time. "Um... He had dark black hair and-

Carefully, Harry stepped out of the shadows and opened the door, it creaked a little, he entered slowly making sure not to trip over anything in case someone was here. Harry found a broken wand, it was Draco's. Harry snorted silently. "Reparo." He muttered. "hey! what are you doing with MY things?" a familiar voice retorted loudly. Harry gasped. Not knowing what to do, he ran out, his shoulder accidentally brushing against Draco's. Harry blushed a little. "That stupid brat....." Draco groaned. Shoving his wand in his pocket he walked to his shared dorm, with the know-it-all mudblood. 'Anything's better than sharing a dorm with her..." D