(This is the first book in the "Spider Cauldron" series. There will be three.)
I felt sweat trickling down my neck as I woke, shooting up in my Hogwarts bed. I stifled a cough and slipped out of my bed, I picked up my robes and rushed to the bathroom, putting them on. Nervously, I raced into the hall and ran down the hallway.
I slammed into someone, scrambling back in confusion, shaking my head to come back to reality. My eyes searched up at the familiar face of Ronald Weasley.
"Pardon, Weasley." I murmured, adjusting my glasses.
"Oh. It's fine." His eyes snapped towards me, he was besides a boy I didn't know.
"Who's this, Weasley?" My eyes examined him.
"The Harry Potter? As in James and Lilly?" I narrowed my pupils in astonishment.
"Yeah." Harry scratched the back of his neck.
"You destroyed.." My voice fell to a whisper, "You know who?"
"Eh, I need to go, cya!" I raced down the hall, shooting Malfoy a glare as I passed him.
I absolutely hate Malfoy. And Slytherin in general, which is a shame, because I am one. I walked down the hall and spotted Professor Quirrell