Draco leaned back against the library chair and sighed as he glared at the baseball bat in front of him. It was stupid, why would he even want to care?

Then he glanced to the side and saw She-weasel reading a book. He walked over to her with the bat in hand “Weasley, you know all about muggles, what’s this for?” He asked as he raised the bat

“I’m not helping you Malfoy” She replied distractedly “I don’t even like you.”

Draco glared but decided against doing anything as we walked away, vowing to get revenge.